Mommy left her job!!

I have been working for 6 months now and I think a month or 2 months ago I started thinking of leaving my job! I have wrote about it and explained why I was thinking of doing so, and finally I took my decision and left!! Thinking about it and the time I went through to take my decision was hard I couldn’t stop thinking! Couldn’t stop worrying! Couldn’t stop stressing!
Am I kidding!!! Seriously!! Leave my job!! And be jobless with all the responsibilities I have! I must be out of my mind! Monthly payments! And I’m not gonna even gonna talk about my monthly buys and kids monthly buys! And all the stuff they want and need!! It never ends!! goodby shopping for good!! I was already dead just thinking of all that!
It was work or kids! I needed to do something and something fast.
Yes I left my job to be with my kids! It maybe wrong to some but to me it’s the best choice, my kids need me around and me being at work till 8pm and being home at 8.45 pm wasn’t the way I wanted!!
Half my brain was like no stay you need the job and the other half was like kids need you more! So I did what I thought was best and yes I left!
I told the kids that i left and explained why and that they need to be more understanding now that mommy has no job now so they need to cut down on unnecessary things just for a while cuz mommy is on a budget until I get an other job!
The truth is I was sad to leave I really liked my job it’s just the timings were bad and it just didn’t work!
Every mom take actions that are best for her family and that’s exactly what I did.

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The Little Girl that Saved a Life

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The Little Girl that Saved a Life

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“I saved my mommy’s life.”

Without missing a beat, this is what my 7-year-old daughter says when asked about my cancer. She knows how true the words she speaks really are. Her automatic response has become such a part of her life that she doesn’t even think twice before answering. There are some who may question her words, but I am sure to let them know how accurate my daughter’s words are.

My husband, Cameron, and I waited for seven years after we were married to have children. I was concerned about issues involving a pregnancy at my age, as I was 35 years old at the time. But after just three months, and three pregnancy tests, we found out I was pregnant! I was shocked, excited, and nervous at the same time.

After a smooth pregnancy, the baby was breech, causing the need for an emergency C-section. Always looking at the positive, I commented that at least the baby would have a round head! From the first moment I laid eyes on her and got to hold her, I knew I would do everything in my power to always be there for her.

That perfect moment was shattered just three and a half months later. I received a diagnosis of malignant pleural mesothelioma and was given fifteen months to live if I didn’t begin treatment immediately. My husband took over in that moment, as I was in shock, and all I could think about was Cameron and our daughter, Lily, who was still just a baby. While I sat there wondering how I could keep them from having to live without me, the doctor discussed treatment options. Cameron saw how badly this news was affecting me, and immediately made the decision for my treatment. We would be going to Boston to meet with one of the world’s best mesothelioma doctors and undergo whatever treatments he deemed necessary.

This resulted in the removal of my entire left lung, the lining surrounding my heart and surrounding my diaphragm. After 18 days in the hospital and 2 more weeks at an outpatient facility in Boston, I was able to travel to South Dakota to stay at my parents’ house with my family for 2 months of recovery before returning home to Minnesota to begin chemotherapy and radiation treatments.

In order to live for my daughter, I sacrificed spending her 6th month of life with her. This sacrifice was worth having many extra years to spend with her. The fact that this innocent little girl needed her mommy through her lifetime was what kept me going through all of my treatments and recovery from a cancer that kills nearly 95 percent of its victims. My daughter turned my death sentence into life, so when she tells people that she saved her mommy’s life, she is telling the truth.

Heather Von St James

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Happy Mother’s Day

Before I was a Mom –
I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about how late I got into bed.

Before I was a Mom –
I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.

Before I was a Mom –
I had never been puked on – Pooped on – Spit on – Chewed on, or Peed on. I had complete control of my mind and My thoughts. I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom –
I never held down a screaming child so that doctors could do tests…or give shots. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom –
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put it down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life
so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom –
I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body. I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby. I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Mom –
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known The warmth, The joy, The love, The heartache, The wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom –
I was just Amani and now as a mom of two adorable teenagers I’m super Amani and I love it 😉

Happy Mother’s Day to all the beautiful mommies out there xoxo