There are not many things I do because I want to of lately...and so I am keeping this journal, carving a bit of time out of my evening..just to write.  Something about myself to start off...

I work as a part-time speech therapist with preschoolers in a public school. I met my husband online about 4 years ago. He is a helicopter pilot for the army and (as is evident) we now have three children under the age of three.  Life right now is absorbed with childcare...needless to say.  It's fantastic being a mother sometimes, just like it's fantastic not being a mother sometimes.  As often is true in life, things have not turned out exactly how I had planned...but it is good, and so far on my short journey through my marriage and motherhood, I have learned some surprising things about myself and the art of raising kids.  Since I do enjoy writing and talking almost as much as anything else, this seemed like an appropriate hobby.  As a matter of fact, I thought it might cut down on the amount of talking I do with myself. It isn't the most desirable trait after all, especially if it is such a habit that from time to time it occurs in the company of others...which of course has never happened to me.