Yesterday was one of the best days of my life! Before I explain that day, I just want to say I am very blessed. God has blessed me with the ability to work part time right now and enjoy much needed time with my little boy. I am very thankful for this time now that I have noticed he is becoming such a big boy and soon will not want to snuggle with me as much. Hopefully not for a vary long time lol. Getting back to yesterday, as some of you know I went to school to be an Occupational Therapy Assistant and just recently (last Friday) took my boards to become certified. That was the LONGEST test of my life, 200 questions, paragraph length, and you only have 4 hours to complete this test. I am proud to say it only took my 3 1/2 hours and I only knotted off one 😀 After the test I felt like I failed and didn’t know as much as I should have but I gave it my best. Yesterday was the day we (many other test takers) would find out if we passed or failed. I was up at 5 am yesterday and checked the NBCOT website multiple times and it was around 10 am when they posted “can’t log in due to scores being posted”. LONGEST hour of my life waiting until the posted at 11 am. I PASSED, I don’t know by how much BUT I did it! Unfortunately, I could crack open a can of beer to celebrate lol, I have to be to work at noon.
That night was one of the best nights I have had. I got home work around 5 pm. We had some visitors stop over for a chat, dinner, and then we went on a family walk. It was such a wonderful evening for a walk, bull shitting with Tim, and watching Dominic be so observant. When we returned home it was way past Dominic’s bed time but well worth it. He ate a snack and was read some books and while that was going on, I was sitting on the couch just watching him and Timothy. They played peak-a-boo, they were giggling, and Dominic was “feeding” Timothy. As I watched, I began thinking about how blessed I am to have those to boys in my life, and how blessed I am that God has given me a second chance in life 3 years ago when I chose to recover from and Eating Disorder. All the thoughts about getting exercise in, or what I ate, or how I look doesn’t matter anymore. What matters is my family, watching Dominic grow, and demonstrating to him healthy self love.