My Story

Once upon a time, I was a committed professional woman with a successful career in a growing ad-based publishing firm.

Then, I got a house, got married, finished my degree, had two kids, and realized that I had spent nine years working toward something I really didn’t want. The nice office with the skyline view? The annual pay raise? Bonuses, event tickets, flexible hours? Who needs it?

I know. I’ve totally lost my mind.

The cost of decent child care in our city is ridiculous – in that it is nowhere near as high as it should be, but still FAR exceeds what many can justify paying. My job was eating up hours and hours of family time. My daughter would cry every time I opened my lap top. My pregnancy with my son was the opposite of fun. It was time to stop.

In 2008, I opened a private dayhome. I now spend each day with my own kids, and a few extras. Their energy thrills me. Their learning drives me. The joyful chaos of running feet, and shrieking laughter, and spontaneous hugs, and riotous adventure, fills my life to overflowing.

My crew tests me endlessly, and makes me a better person every day.  They’ve inspired me to continue learning; I added “graduate student” to my CV in fall 2010.  (‘Cause, you know, I wasn’t busy enough, already….)

I started blogging seven years ago when I was pregnant with my daughter and needed to share that journey with our extended family.  How incredibly comic that I thought, once she was born, our journey would end.

Thanks so much for coming along for the ride!

22 responses to “My Story

  1. It is a long time since I did the graduate student thing – my kids were 9, 8 and oops on the way when I started out… I like how you have re-arranged your priorities (if that’s what is is called) to do what you value and forget the crazy world where stuff like skin colour or bank balance is more important than enough togetherness.

    • The togetherness is still hard to find, sometimes, and the crazy world still does seep in. But we’re in it, and we’re getting through it, and sometimes we even get to laugh along the way. It was a good thing, to find out where my priorities lie. I have to admit, though, I miss that bank balance!

  2. ‘I added “graduate student” to my CV in fall 2010. (‘Cause, you know, I wasn’t busy enough, already….)’ – You’re very funny, and incredibly inspiring. I’m glad I came across your blog that day.

  3. You remind me in many ways of myself. I got a degree, worked in the corporate world doing technical writing and then training (and managed to get an undergraduate AND a graduate degree too) and then after the birth of my second child, realized that I didn’t want what I had. I wanted to be with my children. So I started teaching preschool out of my home, which then evolved into doing daycare (oh, and I added another child to our own clan along the way too.) I am actually, after 9 years, just heading out of the world of child care. I have recently been doing freelance technical writing and training (while the kids nap!) and creating my own business, and I’ve decided to dedicate my time to both those ventures instead. Oh, and so I can spend more time with those kids of mine too, now that they are 12, 10 and 7.

    I am white, and am married to a white man, but my sister is married to a black man and they have 5 lovely children. I can’t know what it has been like for them, really, but it has certainly made me more aware of the ways that many people are still quietly racist. It has also given me a chance to speak up, because sometimes people will say things, not knowing that I have a black brother in law and bi-racial children, and I get a chance to tell them what I think of that comment and then some. (I’ve never been known for my subtlety LOL)

    Oh, and since 2008, I’ve been trying to live a more self-sufficient life, simple life while still living in a city of 150,000. So over the years, I’ve learned to preserve food, make soap, buy almost everything at the thrift store LOL, use natural products, garden, etc., etc.

    • Wow, Andie! Thank you so much for this! I’ve been at home with my kids for nearly four years, now, and I am starting to see how much of me they lose to all of the other children in our lives. That’s not to say my other kids are not a blessing – to my kids, they’re like the cousins I had growing up, like brothers and sisters who sleep in different houses at night. But with my daughter, especially recently, I’ve felt like she needs so much more of me. Nine years is a long time.

      Good for you for speaking up. So many people become aware of that insidious, quiet racism and say nothing. It’s easier to say nothing, you know? Your nieces and nephews are lucky to have an auntie not known for her subtlety. :-) We seem to have green things in common, too, which is wonderful news. I haven’t been brave enough to try preserving food, yet, though. I remember canning season with my mum to be days and days of hot sticky insanity over boiling jars and pickling brine. My scars may yet need some time to heal… ;-)

  4. Priya

    Yes, refreshing is the word, Desi. I would love to come back, read more, and explore these links.

  5. You have been nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award. Congratulations! You can check it out here:

  6. Fabulous blog. I’m gonna go through each links you’ve mentioned above. Fabulous!

  7. You’re going to change the world one post at a time, aren’t you?

  8. LOVE THIS BLOG…Real life staring you in the face and dealing with it…period…



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