“The older you get, the better you get. Unless you’re a banana.” – Betty White
In the past I’ve felt pressure to mark my birthday in some significant way. It didn’t matter if it was a milestone birthday, I still felt like I needed to live up to some expectation I didn’t even know I had.
As my 34th birthday approached and at the same time big changes were happening in our family, I spent some time thinking about what I wanted to do on the actual day and how I want to spend my year. For the first time in EIGHT years, all my kids are in school. Eight years ago I put this semblance of a plan into motion. I started laying the groundwork to prevent resume gaps with contract work here and there as well as sustaining my own writing and creating new projects along the way, like my podcast. Oh, and plotting for full-time childcare.
I did all this to avoid a resume gap. I didn’t know what I wanted to do, but I wanted to have somethin to show for the years I wasn’t in a traditional workplace. It felt important to me to maintain skills, learn new things, try out different projects. Plus, I wanted to maintain something that was mine outside of motherhood.
And I did just that. Some days it damn near killed me, trying to run a blog and podcast and social media consulting work in 15 minute increments between helping a toddler on the potty and prying chokeable items out of a baby’s mouth and running to pick up a preschooler by noon. Most days I felt like crying. But I knew if I could hold out a little longer, just a little longer, it would pay off.
Yesterday I accepted a part-time job offer. I’m working on building my personal brand, putting myself and my ideas out there a little more everyday. I have an idea brewing that would take my podcast in a new direction. I figured out a way to structure a book I’ve been writing for many, many years.
Practice, and all is coming, said by Sri Pattabhi Jois. This statement rings true in my life over and over again. All is coming.