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Welcome! My name is Mrs.G and I started this blog so people could share in my mis-adventures in wedding planning. I married my southern gentleman on September 6th, 2009. Throughout our courtship I became enamored with everything southern and desperately want to become a steel magnolia.
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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Everybody does it.

A lot is happening, could be happening.

Husband is from the south, hence the blog title, and when we got married I always promised we would move. He made the move north for me so I would reciprocate the favor, the only hitch was I wanted to stay until I had our first baby. He agreed, I mean it would have been my first pregnancy and I wanted to be around my family and friends.

That time has come and gone and our "baby" (I use "" because she is a full blown toddler now), is almost 2 and we are talking about number 2 (did you think poo? I almost rewrote that line because I started to chuckle at number 2.... I am almost 30) and I would be lying if the allure of the warmer weather and beach proximity wasn't tempting.

I just knew it would happen this way and just prayed that it wouldn't, that he would prove me wrong this time.

I want to preface this with I love my husband, so much it hurts.

With that being said.

I know he moved here for me and I have been nothing but supportive about moving for him.

I have given up school twice because WE needed me to work full time
I have given up working in a department where myself and my work was appreciated and we all got along and really enjoyed each other.
and now I am putting myself up for a job that would see me giving up staying home with Sarah and it hurts so much I can't even type this without tearing up.

I know everything happens for a reason, without quitting school and getting the job at OSU, I may have never of gotten pregnant, if I didn't already work at OSU I may have never gotten the job that allowed me to stay at home with Sarah.

But giving up staying at home with her is almost too much.

I am up for a job at a hospital in SC. I would move down there, with Sarah, and live with my in laws.

I was just hoping that for once, our major life changing event didn't depend solely on me.

He says if I am this miserable about the thought of leaving then I shouldn't take the job, but how can I not? He would never forgive me, nor would his family for passing on this opportunity.

I am between a rock and hard place that is covered with rusty nails.

I keep telling myself, most mothers work, you can do this.

But everything in my body is aching and my heart is fighting me, screaming at me to stay with my baby.

Everybody does it.

Everybody does it.

You can do this.


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