First, I have to say that this whole blogging thing still seems a bit strange. Second, choosing a format was much more intimidating than I imagined. Anyway, I've been thinking about starting to blog for a while now. Well, let's be honest from the getgo here, shall we. I love Celia Rivenbark - she is sort of my Southern Cross, and I'd very much like to be her when I grow up. So, since I don't plan to have a humor column in the future, here is my nod to Celia, "Hey, Gurl!" Okay, enough.
I am, at the moment, a wife, a mommy, and an English teacher (que visions of hair buns, and high-wasted skirts made of terrible material). I am in that period of life where I just want to stay home with my little girls and be a caregiver for my family. Teaching is rewarding in so many ways, but it tends to drain all the thoughts and patience and giving out of you to the point where it is a struggle to find some left for my awesome husband and girls. It is a challenge. Like life.
I called this blog Baynes in motion because that is us. We are at the brink of a new journey. My husband and I have been in love (for the most part) for twelve years. We moved away from our sleepy little town in 2000 to take on life. We moved to the beach and fell in love with the lifestyle that living at the beach brings. Fastforward ten years and we are making plans to move back to the not-so-sleepy-anymore town (or area at least) that we grew up in. Funny, having kids really does change your priorities - fancy that! I have one husband (I just don't believe in that polyhusband having), and he happens to be the love of my life. Cliches aside, he is it - my bffeaeaeaeaeaeae! Did I forget to mention he is Awesome? With this man, I have two sensational daughters. I know I am biased, but they are magnificent little humans. One is three, the other is 1 and both are eat up with cuteness. One of my moms (no, not the way you're thinking) used to say, "So and So fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down!" Well these little curly head cuties fell out of an Awesome tree and hit every branch on the way down. But, like I said, I am biased.
So, we are moving. He is leaving his job, and I am leaving mine. No, neither one of us has a job yet. No, we can't sell our house since it has lost 50K in value. Silly, WHO can sell houses these days? We are renting it. I am waiting for Big Daddy to start dealing out student loan bailouts (can a teacher get a break, PULeeze?!).
We are just trusting that what is supposed to happen will. Call it God; call it fate. I call it Hope. I call it where there is a will there is a way. I call it God helps those who help themselves. "Hey, God, I'm helping myself the best I can down here! Ball's in your court now, Sir."
We're in motion. We're all in motion. That's what I'll write about - Our lives in motion. What's gonna happen? I haven't a clue. I believe with every fiber of my being that I'll be alright as long as I have my husband's hand to hold, A1's nuggles, and A2's sweet smile. My three As (they all have names that start with A). That's home. That's all I need to survive. Thank you, God, for my three As, But, ps, a house and a few jobs would be nice too! :)
Good night, y'all! Good night, God! Speak to ya after I'm settled and ready to start this thing.