Joooooobs

So Georgia is pretty nice. I love it. The air is clean, the people are friendly, and i feel at home.
Something I didn't expect? Having to get a job. That may sound naive, but hear me out.
I have a kid, an infant. My husband said that when we got to Georgia, it would be my choice whether or not I was going to be a stay at home mom. I wanted to be one, in all honesty. I enjoy watching my daughter grow. It's the best feeling in the world to see her smile at me. And I want more kids (five, at least) so I fully expected to be a mom full time. Then in comes my husband, talking about me getting a job and what I should be doing.
If he wanted me to get a job I could have, but telling me what to do? I-yi-yi. I don't know how many times I have to remind him that we are partners, and he needs to discuss-not inform. I love this guy so much, but sometimes I'd really like to strangle him.
Happy thoughts....happy thoughts.....

Anyways, I love Georgia, and I will be blogging a lot about life here as a mom, wife, and
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Whatever else I decide to do.

Xoxo,
Mama Wolf;)

I wonder...

I'm up this late wondering if history is doomed to repeat itself. 

If I was meant to end up here, this way, at this time no matter what. 

If this was all preordained. Or did we all make choices that got us here?

Did you lying to me help or hurt what was supposed to happen?

Or was it just the part of history you were supposed to repeat?

I want to cry. But it's not an option.

Because this is my role. The strong one.

I hope you enjoy being the weak one, because it's the only role left to play.