For those of you that don’t know me, I am a number of things. I used to be a full time nurse until I had my last two daughters 10.5 months apart and my husband and I felt I was called to be home raising our girls. I am also a horseman and very enthusiastic entrepreneur of anything equine, except track racing. ( I think the horses bred in so many great numbers just to be thrown away just because they don’t run fast is shameful.) I am also a lapsed Catholic whom recently rejoined the church. I am a wife to an amazing man who is tough, loving, and a bona fide workaholic.
So for the past 16 months I have been a sahm (stay at home mom) to our three daughters Boo, 5 ,Owl, 2 , and Bunny 1. I work occasionally as a nurse to keep up my liscence and skills. But my day to day interactions have been with slobbering, chest beating, little humans that often speak in one word conversations. Some days the only adult interaction I have is with the bank teller at the drive thru bank. Am I complaining? No, just stating facts. I love being home with my girls.
That being said, sometimes I feel like I am losing my interpersonal and communication skills. The past two months I have been picking up an average of four nursing shifts a week. I’ve been finding it necessary to have articulate adult conversations that don’t involve me explaining why the sky is blue, or why you should not stick peas up your nose, or why you shouldn’t put a chair on top of the fridge and then attempt to stand on it. (Yes, I’m serious. Story for another day).
I find myself stumbling over words and not being very eloquent in my speaking. I find myself wondering if the age old saying if you don’t use it you lose it is ringing true!? Have I been around little people too long? Have I lost the ability to carry on a normal sensible conversation that doesn’t require pointing and grunting?
Well, another nursing shift is calling so I better end this thought here. Cheers to being amongst people, finding my eloquence, and once again finding my voice.