I’ve lost a few clients and I’ve found myself at a crossroad. I can dig in deeply to assert myself professionally, or I can find a way to stay engaged in this impactful phase. To be brutally candid, I don’t want to be a critical cog in someone else’s wheel, I want to find a way to oil mine. I’m not ready to part with my little person and real talk, child care prices are bananas! Also please note this is MY experience and not a judgment or statement about working, mothering, surviving, or any combination of those things. Don’t @ me. We can also talk though thoughtfully about it. The math doesn’t math and these topics are important!

So shooting my shot. Our help is available but it is very specific help. There will be sticky fingers and big ass feelings but there will also be infectious joy and the most beautiful laugh. You will need immense focus to decipher what he is trying to say but once you are locked in and understand he will be your very best friend. We will likely run late but stay long. We love all kinds of kinds but prefer nice people who are not demanding or crass or put us down. Mama can curse like a sailor and little one eats off the floor so we are not precious with much. Our truck is big so we can pick you up from physical therapy or take you grocery shopping but you must be ok with Elmo songs or oddly enough Iron Maiden.

I have professional skills that I can lend, but turnaround time has to be flexible. I don’t want him remembering my head always in a phone because he catches on quickly and I’m trying to break my phone dependence.

Some may say my fancy degree is going to waste, but I have a life in my hands and if that isn’t putting a mind and soul and heart to good use then sorry we just might not agree!

So… Let’s be friends or introduce me to your grandpa, but also I need to replenish my coffee fund and help contribute to the mortgage and my husband already works too much so rates are negotiable.