My office nook has a window, and it overlooks our really pretty tree lined street. My last apartment was really dark, and my desk faced a wall. This time, I was hoping for something filled with tons of natural light, and despite a crazy last minute apartment search, I actually got that.
Today is also my birthday. The big 2-7 folks. Thing have been so crazy lately that I didn’t even know it was coming up. My husband mentioned something yesterday about celebrating my birthday early, and I kind of stared at him blankly. I think that’s what happens when you have two babies. Your brain kind of stops working.
The blog also turned 4 years old two days ago. That’s pretty amazing to me. 4 years of recording the happenings in my life. 4 years of hitting that publish button.
When I started my blog I was in grad school living in Blacksburg, Virginia. I was sitting in my room one day and just decided to start one after being an avid blog reader for so long.
The name Budget Blonde came pretty easily, and I remember being really happy that it was available. Since then, my blog has recorded me moving to Richmond to be a park ranger for the National Park Service. It showed the hubs getting accepted to med school and moving to Grenada several months before me. Then I left the park service and moved to Grenada too. Then, of course, I wrote about all the crazy times living in Grenada, getting pregnant with the twins, moving back to Louisiana for a few months while hubs took his board exam, and then now…
If you would have told me when I started my blog that I’d be writing a post today living in New Jersey of all places with newborn twins sleeping in the next room, I wouldn’t believe you. I promise you that. Back when I started this blog, my life was on a completely different path going some other way. It’s amazing the twists and turns life takes you if only you let it lead you there.
I feel as though a lot of the unique things I’ve been able to experience the past few years came from my willingness to allow them to happen to me. It was scary to move to the Caribbean, it was scary to quit my job and become a blogger, and the scariest thing of all is that every day I’m responsible for two little lives.
I’m not going to lie – the past few weeks have been really hard for me. A lot has happened really fast. I feel lucky that I am used to change, used to moving, and used to living away from my family. At least those experiences gave me the tools to process the madness that seems to keep happening to me.
I’ve had days where I thought I’d have to shut down the blog and all my freelancing altogether. I’ve had days where I got four posts done and felt like a rockstar. I’ve had days where I’ve held both babies in my arms as they both screamed and I had no idea how to fix it. I’ve also seen some of their first smiles, some of their first little chubby rolls, and heard some of their first little noises.
Of everything I’ve done in the past 27 years that was unique and challenging – all the education – traveling – living abroad – getting married – teaching college – supporting hubs through the grueling first two years of med school – being scared and pregnant with two humans for 9 months – out of all that with the highs and the lows, the last two months being a mother to twins has been the absolute hardest, the time where I’ve questioned myself the most, where I’ve lost and regained my confidence more times than I can count, and where I thought I’d never be able to have a minute to write a blog post like this one.
So, let’s just say cheers to the madness, cheers to the quiet moments, cheers to 4 years of blogging, and cheers to 27 years of living. Above all, thanks for reading my story every week. Your support and continued reading of my blog has given me the ability to work from home and watch my children grow up. I can never, ever thank all of you enough for that.
And now I just heard the first little chirping of babies who want to be held. I better go get them before it turns into this:
Have a great day everyone!