Life's path is not always predictable. Rather, it's never predictable. About a year and a half ago I found a support group for moms with postpartum depression. Today I was offered a job at the organization that sponsors the support group. Who knew that having postpartum depression would one day lead to a job.
After I stopped going to the support group (when I was "better"), the facilitators contacted me to help facilitate the group. I was happy for the opportunity. The support group was a major component in my recovery. When I saw that Mental Health America of Colorado (the nonprofit that sponsors the group) had an opening for a grants and publications coordinator, it seemed like a perfect match.
So, now I'm gainfully employed. I'll find out the specifics next week. Benny has a spot in daycare. I'm ready to start. Sort of. I'm having a hard time thinking about putting Benny in daycare full time. I hate the thought of not seeing him all day everyday. But, this will definitely be good for both of us and I certainly realize that I am lucky to have spent two full years at home with him.