Recently I've started re-watching the series "Sex and the City". Last night I watched the episode entitled "The Baby Shower" where the four ladies travel to Connecticut for the baby shower of a woman who used to have a great job and party with the best of them. With the exception of Charlotte, the ladies are very critical of this woman's new lifestyle, and as the show progresses, we see that the mom-to-be also misses her life in the spotlight. The show, which usually makes me smile and laugh, made me angry. I didn't appreciate the stereotypical portrayal of marriage and raising a family. But that's not really what I want to write about today.
Since watching that episode, I've taken some time to critically analyze where I am and if I'm happy. I am happy. Very happy. I'm finally past that stressful adjustment period (this time from moving cities and having a third kid). To be honest, after most major life changes I have had a hard time - moving the Kansas, having my first kid, having a second kid, etc. Each time it took about three months before I was able to stop crying and stop wishing that I could go back. But you know what, each time I was so happy that I continued forward on this great path. I love my life. I am shocked to say it, but I am fulfilled staying at home and raising my kids. Sure my life is far from what I imagined as a kid (I would be designing roller coasters and living in this HUGE house by the post office in my hometown!), but I don't have any regrets. I don't look back and wish I could change things. (Well, technically I wish I could go back and make my wedding dress fit better and make some changes with our kitchen counters! - but no changes of real substance! Ha!)
I am blessed. I am thankful. I am grateful. I am so glad that I chose to follow my heart/gut/God's prompting at each fork in the road. I have been true to myself and that has made all the difference.