The weather here has been positively mad over the past few days.
Yesterday brought a thunder and lightning storm that shook the entire neighborhood, followed by a white-out blizzard that made it impossible for one to even consider unbolting the front door.
Today, it's raining and snowing at the same time. Go figure.
Thank heavens for "Gone With the Wind" and a hot mug of Pero with Irish Creme.
I'm 99 percent sure I'm not going to work anymore after the second baby comes.
My feelings on the topic are frustratingly mixed.
I love working. I started my first non-babysitting job at the age of 14 and haven't stopped working since.
I find my current job exciting, frustrating, rewarding, exhilarating, exhausting, challenging and wonderful -- all at the same time.
Funny how the same adjectives apply to motherhood -- yet in a much more intense and meaningful way.
And though it's been difficult, I've reached the conclusion that being with my children is what will most help me to grow, learn and ultimately reach my full potential.
That being said, my farewell to the newsroom will be a painfully difficult one.