Today is my first official day of work as a full-time author.


Astute First Day of Work SelfieMy boss is great, but hard. She has huge goals and high expectations, but she is determined to see me succeed. She likes coffee from Starbucks, so that's cool, but since I am my own boss, I have to pay for it myself.

My baby left me for Kindergarten as only a four-year-old, and I questioned myself 2,137 times (just this morning) about whether I should have kept her home another year. She is the baby of three girls and can hold her own with my ten and eleven-year-olds without question. After all, she informed me her Kindergarten motto was "always stick up for yourself," a lesson you learn daily when you're years younger than two older sisters. My head knows she's ready to soar, but my heart fights dirty, conjuring images of baby curls and toddler giggles in the silence of her absence. Jerk!

Remember those kids who obviously had older siblings that you didn't really want your innocent firstborn to play with because they were a little bit sassy, a tinge too confident, and sometimes plain mean... Bo: "I'm gonna do great in kindergarten if I remember this one thing." Me: *waiting for that proud mom moment when she regurgitates some profoundly loving Biblical truth* Bo: "Always stick up for yourself!"