They say that life has it’s “seasons”, and the older I get the more I agree with this cliched way of thinking.

I have spend the past twelve years, more or less, as a stay at home mom. Sure, I’ve had part time jobs for most of that time but I spent much of my time home with the boys…And the housework.

Yesterday, on the eve of my thirty-eighth birthday, I accepted my first full time job since before Cameron was born.

I’m scared. Terrified even. I feel like I’ve spent a lifetime outside of the workforce, and I guess I have…Cameron’s lifetime. I feel like I’m giving up a piece of who I am…Mother of two and Bill’s wife. I’m a little nervous to be giving up the freedom I have working part time in a job where I have the ability to pick and choose when I work.

I’m excited! I can’t wait to start a new adventure and maybe find some of the confidence I had in myself before the boys came along.

What will I be doing you ask? I’m staying in the death care industry and moving on to be an office manager for the funeral home company that I’ve been working for for the past year and a half. I’ll be stepping away from parts of the job that I love, but I’m hopeful that in my new position I can find a way to continue to make a difference for the families we serve.

Full of all these mixed emotions about going back to work after so long, I know that this is the right thing to do for my family. I will be around less but when I am around we will be able to do more now that we will be a two income family. This is probably the best birthday gift I could give to us all, the chance to not only help our family financially but also figure out who I am besides wife and mother.

I’ve always had the utmost respect for full time working moms. I seriously don’t know how they do it, working all day then coming home to be full time mother and sometimes even a full time wife. I have a hard enough time keeping up with it all when I’m not spending a good portion of my waking hours outside the house. This should prove to be an exciting adventure for us all.

So on April 30th I greet the next “season” of my life.

Wish me luck…Oh and any advice you might have on being a working mom would be greatly appreciated.

Bill and I have been married for more than eight years now and it’ll be ten years since we met this September.

I’d say I’ve grown accustom to the Turf Lifestyle, I don’t always like it but it’s all I can remember now. I’ve gotten used to doing a lot of things on my own. I’ve learned to love those rides around the golf course.

Ah, the rides around the course. It used to be just Bill and I. Then it was Bill and I with the dog. Then it was Bill, Cameron and I and sometimes the dog. Then along came Logan and the four of us rode the course together. Of course the boys love the rides as much as I do and would beg to get to visit Bill for a ride around.

I have so many wonderful memories that were made on a golf course…Yet have very little to do with the sport of golf.

A few weeks ago Bill resigned his position at the course to move his career (and our lives) in a new direction. Thankfully we will be staying on The Hill.

All at once our family dynamic has changed. The man who left for work before 5am somedays and often would not return until dinnertime is now working from the house. We’re now sharing an office with matching his and her work spaces.

Don’t get me wrong, I love having him around, it’s just different. The past couple weeks have really taken some getting used to on both of our parts. The man spent the better part of two decades on a golf course for goodness sake.

I feel like I always have to be up and doing something now that he’s home but somehow I’m not getting the things that need to be done completed. I feel like he’s always up in my business now and those phone calls with my mom (that sometimes happen multiple times a day) have become few and far between. I’ll admit it’s sometimes frustrating to have him working out of the house, having to keep the house quiet while he’s on a call or web chat is a challenge. It’s also hard to get used to the fact that just because he’s here it doesn’t mean he’s at our beck and call for things.

I have a feeling that the summertime will be a challenge when the boys are off from school and want nothing more than to play with their dad.

I’m excited to see where this new path will take us and I’m sure it’s bound to be an adventure.