It's complicated with: Mondays
Melissa Fischer
Monday mornings... I'm not really sure how I feel about them anymore. My entire childhood I hated them, for obvious reasons. Mondays meant the end of a fun weekend presumably spent with friends, relaxing, shopping, going to movie, staying up late and sleeping in. Mondays were early mornings, scrambling to finish homework I had undoubtedly procrastinated on, and basically the slap in the face that life isn't all fun and games.
Who really likes Mondays?
Even into my adult life, college and all of the jobs I had perpetuated this dreaded feeling of back to reality no fun Mondays.
Then all my dreams came true. I became a stay at home wife/mom. I would never have to go to work on a Monday morning again! {kidding}. Really though, my entire life I had dreamed of being a stay at home mom. I have always loved kids. Almost every job I have ever had has in some way involved child care. My minor in college was child and youth care. I love kids. That is why my heart cry has always been to stay home and raise some of my own. Truly, I am so blessed that The Lord {and my husband} have allowed me to do so. But, I digress.
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