Play

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So, it seems I am in this weirdy crossroads of discovering what is it that I want to next do in this world. While I am not pushing myself out of this whole life with littles (Lucy's still not two!), the reality is that I feel like I am rapidly approaching the next chapter and can't for the life of me even begin to see what that might look like.

I'm okay with this unforeseeable change.

When the doctor told us this morning after Gabe's well visit that we was officially, "Kindergarten ready", I didn't have that familiar stab of panic I had with Molly. Perhaps just the spin-off of a seasoned mom now but even more, I think it is because he is ready. I am ready. Honestly, I'm just really excited for him.

What it does mean however, is that for the first time in this life as a Mom, I will have only one child home with me three days a week. So naturally, I'm holding true to myself and trying to cram that empty with new plans, lofty goals and crazy projects. Nice to know somethings don't change.

Professionally, to grow in this career I love, I really need to pursue my masters. Additionally, I am feeling the pull of play therapy and the excitement that adventure could lead me to as well. Coupled with buying an Austin home this summer, preparing for big kid school (mom and kids) and all that summer fun to boot, I think the bigger goal will be trying to find some downtime to just be where I am... and play.

It's a great area to put effort in to. After all, "you can discover more about a person an hour of play, then a year of conversation". Plato gets it. So does Kelly.




 Perhaps my solution for more play is just to find more opportunities to hang with my lovely leprechaun during workdays.

Anyone else still trying to figure out what they want to be when they grow up?