The was a video about a woman from Georgia named Deanna Jump. She is a kindergarten teacher. She is also a millionaire. I have made pretty much all of my own teaching materials. I’ve spent countless hours perfecting notes, worksheets, reading materials, pictures, quizzes, etc. The only reward that I had ever been given for my time creating was a smooth lesson that I could put some love, joy, and pride into. But this website, teacherspayteachers, actually let’s you sell them. Of course they must not violate any copyright, they must be your very own materials. It is a lot of work because you have to make sure everything is absolutely perfect and construct eye-catching cover pages and previews. However, I love it because it keeps me connected to my pre-mom teaching life and so far I’ve made about 5,000 bucks! Woo hoo! It really makes me feel that much better about my decision to take the SAHM route, since I’m not earning a paycheck this is a great way to earn some spending money, while keeping in touch with my teaching content
The Jason family is going on the most adventurous adventure of all…we’re moving! Our offer was accepted for a beautiful home in Wayland. I am excited for many reasons, most of all because I’m picking up Jeff’s happiness via osmosis… he does not need to sleep at the Framingham house anymore, he will feel that he has all the opportunities to excel at work, all because his commute time will be cut down!
How did we end up moving?
Well, I guess the question is why did we move away from the Framingham house in the first place?
The answer… easy! Violet was born! I wanted to be closer to my family.
Looking back, it wasn’t fair for me to be so adamant about moving closer. Jeff did me a solid when he (reluctantly) agreed to move 90 miles away from Watertown. This meant working remotely half the week. This meant a long drive to and from work. And this meant being away from home 2 or 3 days a week. Looking back, I was really pushing it because we were living with bachelors and here I was, a 26 year old who just had a baby and was living in a (pretty sweet) bachelor pad.
About a year after we moved we regretted it. It was hard on Jeff; turns out, he didn’t like it. After a couple of years, he realized his work was suffering. He was really let down when he didn’t get a promotion that he had expected (and worked hard for), and realized that being the guy that isn’t there every day isn’t helping his job.
I began wish we hadn’t moved, either. I was happy in Westfield for the most part, but, I didn’t like our house. Actually, I loved the house. The house itself was great. However, it was not great for raising kids in. The house is located on a 4 lane busy street and had peeling (LeAD!) paint. And, I have this odd obsession with wires. As in, I hate them. The house was built before electricity was in homes so there was maybe one outlet in every room. I Know, it sounds terribly picky. But since we were on the subject of moving…
But most of all, I sort of felt like I was at square one in Westfield. I’ve always had the desire to travel, to see places, to explore the world (and I still do!); but I’ve never. It was exciting when Jeff and I both left UMass and embarked on our journey to the Boston area. And that’s just it, I felt like I was on a journey. In Westfield, not so much… and I felt a lack of excitement there.
Funny enough, at the Cape most of our nights were spent watching HGTV’s Property Brothers and Love it or List It. We didn’t have access to these channels in Westfield, and watching them unleashed something. Here I am, 2 months out from my due date, and Jeff starts looking up houses. We started to get excited about it. We schedule home viewings on our way home from the cape.
About a month later…
Goodbye this house:
Hello this house:
I am REALLY excited to make this move; though, don’t get me wrong, I will miss being so close to friends and family. I just keep reminding myself MA is a small state and we’re only about an hour away from Moira, Emily, and my sister, and only 1.25 hours from Papa and Grammie
Although I am looking forward to starting this new chapter… we close on this house August 23rd and I’m due with baby girl on September 5th! Lots to think about…
This year we went all out with our Cape trip. We rented a…. (drumroll, please….) HOUSE!
And we stayed for two weeks. The house was in Dennis, less than a mile from Carly and Serge and a short walk to Howe’s Street and Corporation Beach. We had a great time!
Some things we did:
The Beach (duh)
The Drive-In in Wellfleet (Monsters University and Man of Steele)
The Carousel in Hyannis, and icecream, too.
Breakfast at Grumpy’s (delicious).
Dinner at Captain Frosty’s and Captain Parkers (BEST CLAM CHOWDER HANDS DOWN)
The kids were great. We watched a lot of HGTV which sort of prompted us to get into house mode. We are looking to sell the Westfield house and move closer to Jeff’s work- details to follow!
The YMCA Preschool’s Spring Show was held on Friday, May 10th, 2013. Violet’s class sang “Our Springtime Garden.” It was so cute to see Violet’s face light up for Daddy when she saw him in the audience. From that point on, she was performing for him!
Thanks to Moira, we scored some awesome seats at the Mass Mutual Center to see Disney on Ice Worlds of Fantasy. The four of us went and had a blast! Here are some pictures from the show, which was on Sunday, April 21st.
For our last Jason baby, we decided to do a gender reveal cake. I figured it would be a cute idea for the kids to participate in (and everybody loves to eat cake, right?!)
After my mid pregnancy ultrasound, the sonographer wrote down the sex of the baby and sealed it in an envelope. I then drove to Big Y and explained to the bakery what I was doing, the two women working at the bakery hadn’t done this before. I told them I didn’t know what the sex of the baby was and that the inside of the cake had to be filled with pink or blue frosting, but no hints on the outside. Twenty minutes later my cake was done. I couldn’t wait to drive home and share!
This Easter weekend it was so nice outside! A little windy, but not bad for late March. We decided to go to Stanley Park on Saturday. It felt so good to get out of the house and to get the kids playing outside.
Sunday was our annual Backyard Easter Egg Hunt. Nathaniel wasn’t really into it I’m hoping next year… then again, am I hoping for sibling rivalry? I guess that what makes it fun! Let’s hope Violet grows up to be a good sport! Hey, I was a big sister, too… it’s tough, but doable Violet of course loved the hunt and was excited to find eggs and eat them!
So, it’s official! We’re having a third
I figured we were busy anyways, so why not? I’ve always wanted at least three kids. I had NO idea how much “work” having kids would be. It’s hard because you really, truly need to be selfless. It’s OKAY to be selfish and to take care of yourself and do things that you want to do. I think it’s healthy and keeps you happy. Having kids, you have to put yourself aside. I never knew the magnitude of that statement until I experienced myself. Honestly, it’s one of those things that you may describe as “All Joy and No Fun”. Having said that, it must be pretty joyful because I am so excited to be welcoming our third baby due on September 5th!
I’m pretty sure Violet will be very happy to be a big sister again. Nathaniel, I’m not sure how he’ll feel about being a big brother. We shall have to see how reluctantly he passes his role as baby of the family to the newest member
I can hardly believe that it’s been 4 years since I became a mom! I remember everything like it was just yesterday, the final push, the sigh of relief, the disbelief as I saw the beautiful baby girl with tons of hair being carried away to the scale. The first time I held her (and boy, was she hungry!) and I was thinking “she’s such a cutie”.
Now, 4 years later, I have learned so much. Patience, love, nurturing, persistence, consistence, so much a baby, toddler and now a little girl has done to inspire me as a person. Now, a 4-year-old girl isn’t all sunshine and butterflies. They can be sassy, prissy, WHINY, bossy, and sometimes downright mean. But they are also lovable, kissable, huggable, and sweet. For now, all I can do is my best and hope and pray that she grows up to be a confident, dependent, wise and educated young lady and make as many wonderful memories while I’m doing what I can do to lead my children in the right direction.
No matter which crazy phase she’s going through, we always end the night snuggled up in bed reading a book and kissing each other goodnight. For this year’s party we were planning on doing a Minnie Mouse theme, but since any kids that were invited couldn’t come due to illnesses, and Jeff and I waited too long to map out the cake, it just ended up being a themeless mostly family birthday party! And that’s OK! We still have Minnie and Mickey mouse goodie bags full of tattoos, play-do and Twix bars, though!
Guests (in order of arrival):
Gigi and Grandpa
Auntie Jen, Uncle Jeff, Sam, Kyla and Sean
Nancy, Chapin, Logan and Montana
Violet received a beautiful vanity, princess laptop, a horse necklace, books, clothes, a Build-a-Bear kit!
Happy Birthday, Jellybean! We love you!
Reviewing this blog, I have to say, wow, January was a boring month (as you can clearly see, or not see to be more precise). January was the stomach bug and the flu. January was staying inside and going a little stir crazy. January was… well, to be quite frank, blah.
So, September has come and gone and I have not gone back to work. I’ve been home with the kids since June. Before I made the decision, I read a lot of blogs about staying at home. Many time I thought “Well, I won’t necessarily feel that way”, or “Well, I’m going to make sure that doesn’t happen”. Womp, womp, woooommmmmmp.
Turns out, what most of the blogs said held true for me. You can’t do anything to change it, you might not feel the way you said they were going to feel, sure, but in my case, I did. Here is a list of pros and cons of staying home.
- 85% of the time, you feel like you are starring in Groundhog’s Day.
- More dishes
- More garbage
- More laundry (man, my daycare provider must have made sure those kids were SPOTLESS).
- More messes (especially in… January… blah).
- Less hygiene (EW, right?!?! But seriously when you don’t have to be anywhere, or anyone to impress, you might end up on that every-other-day-shower schedule… judge away!)
- Uhmm… NO PAYCHECK?!
- Issues with identity (though I’ve found a way to stay connected to my job- details to follow).
- Feeling under-appreciated and lack of self worth… you are doing the most important job in the world full time and no one is patting you on the back.
- Elaborating on the first bullet (as there are many aspects to that), I think that worst part is the fact that the dishwasher doesn’t empty itself… ever… I keep doing it but it doesn’t stay empty!!! (Same with trash, laundry, toys, etc.)
- You WILL get sick of your kids. Especially if you live in New England. And by sick of them, I mean, you just need a break from them once in a while. But of course, anything more than a few hours and I start to miss them again!
- You may not feel like you’re doing “work”. You may feel lost. You may feel unmotivated. You may feel disappointed. What I mean by this, is if you are like me and you get an idea in your head that your house is going to be run like a home daycare/preschool, and it’s not, you may not know how to cope.
- It is not what you will expect. You may have high expectations as I did (see previously bullet) or you may have more reasonable expectations, but you will now know what it’s like until you’ve tried it.
- You get to see your kids more, and no one loves them more than you do!
- No gut-wrenching guilt when pulling out of the daycare’s driveway to go to work.
- No 5:00 am alarm! Woot woot!
- You have more flexibility in your schedule
- You don’t have to say “no” to Saturday or Sunday plans because you’re too busy recuperating from the previous week while also trying to prepare for next week (or if your’e like me, you didn’t say “no” all the time, but you felt guilty that you weren’t doing laundry and grocery shopping instead)!
- You don’t miss a thing.
The way I see it, there are pros and cons to everything. But, I couldn’t picture myself saying “I regretted staying home with my kids”. I could however picture myself thinking “I regretted working while my kids were young.”