I'm quitting my job.
A few months ago Eric and I decided that we could make it on his income. For so long I've wanted to be a stay-at-home-mom. I even quit once before and went back to work when Eric's hours were cut. That was in 2009 and I never thought I would still be working almost 3 years later. But despite my heart's desire to be home with our sweet girls, deciding to quit was hard, much harder than I anticipated! The doctor has been so very good to me; I love everyone I work with; I enjoy what I do. The day I gave my notice I came home and cried; Eric hugged me and said, confused, "I thought this was what you wanted?" And it is ... it just took some getting used to the idea.
I gave almost two months notice and this is my last week. Today was my last afternoon, and Saturday will be my last day. I'm glad that I get to work Saturday. I've been training my replacement for a few weeks, and while she's very nice and I like her a lot, it's just not the same as being at the desk by myself. So, it will be nice to have one last shift on my own.
God is so good. I truly believe that He gave me this job, and even though I didn't understand why His plan was for me to be a work-outside-the-home mom for almost five years, I'm so thankful for the position He provided. It's been such a wonderful place to work. If it weren't for our two little ones, I would work there forever! But I'm ready to start the next phase. I'm ready to be home all the time. I so look forward to eating dinner as a family every day, and spending the evenings all together, and having time with the girls before they go to bed each night! I'm grateful for my husband's willingness to make sacrifices so that we can do this.