I should be happy.
We are financially stable, I have three wonderful jobs that fulfill me and make me happy (for the most part). My husband is almost finished his graduate program! He also got a great job in Vancouver! My dad is cancer free! New York is almost 70 degrees today!
I’m happy. I really am but man, things add up! I swear, I don’t come here just to complain but I think 140 characters is slightly limiting and this all needs to come out somewhere. So. Hi.
I attended my 20th birth almost exactly 7 days ago. I have 3 more due any moment now, one in May, two in June and then who knows. I’ve supported multiples, VBACs, first timers, second time moms. I am teaching childbirth education on Sundays from 2pm-9pm and it’s so amazingly fulfilling. It’s just… a lot. I am Tired. Yes. Capital T, Tired.
My husband has a job lined up for Vancouver. Where he will move to in JULY, if he cannot find work here in the US. Without me. The job has some serious perks and within 2 years, would allow me to go to midwifery school SANS LOANS. No loans! No more debt! I mean…that’s kind of crazy right? His thesis has been sent to the FBI and he defends on April 29th. If he decides to apply to the PhD program (which his advisor is really wanting him to do), then he will return to NYC within a year. If he doesn’t? Well… then I immigrate. Either way, if he doesn’t find work here soon we’re facing separation for close to a year.
One year apart. I’m dying.
I realize that people do it often, but we’ve been with each other for almost ten years now. TEN. We’ve struggled through thick and thin and thinner still. I supported him and he’s supported me. Now, it’s looking more and more like I am staying here, supporting myself in NYC (Holy crap, can I do this!? ) while he moves back to Vancouver without me. Sure, he’ll visit me. But still. Guys? I just really don’t want to live in New York without him. By myself.
So I’ll need to keep teaching. Keep working my office job. Keep taking births. I have a coworker who doesnt’ want to support me being on call anymore ontop of it all and whoa nelly, NYC is EXPENSIVE.
This is just a fraction of the things in my head lately. There are tears daily. Meltdowns probably every other day. There’s a ticking clock that explodes around my birthday when Andrew will have to leave. It’s just all weighing and each day that passes is one LESS day, yet…I’m struggling to just get through that one day without feeling absolutely exhausted and drained. Working out? Haaa. I’m trying.
I’m sorry to dump here but appreciate the space in which to do it. I’m hoping to be here a bit more regularly with some cheerier things. I promise. There ARE bright things in life right now. BEAUTIFUL bright things.
Just this week has been one hell of a week. I hope next week is lighter – yours too!