Me As A Working Mom

I started looking for work as soon as I moved home, it seemed impossible.  All I wanted was something to help pay the bills and allow for a little flexibility - you know, in case Will ever gets seen by the VA.  I applied all over the place but nothing.  I went on an interview at one well known insurance company (quack quack) but I wasn't impressed with the pay structure or the way they go about getting business.  I was actually told I would do well at auto body shops and places like that if I wore tight skirts and flirted!  Thanks but no.

When another insurance company came a calling I was very against the idea, paying for a class, paying for my license, commission only...it would be a gamble.  Will convinced me it was time to invest in myself again.  I liked the company, the lead structure the pay structure, it seemed like it could work as long as I put in the work.  I did and got my license in February. 

I sell life insurance, a really good product.  I feel good about what I do, when I leave a home I know that they family I just signed up has done something amazing for those they will leave behind someday.  And if a family doesn't buy for whatever reason I leave knowing that they now know more about life insurance and hopefully in the future they will be sure their family is protected.  I even set myself up with a really nice policy, unfortunatly Will is uninsurable - I wish I had thought about that possibility when I thought the army insuance would be good enough - you know were were going to be lifers.

I am doing pretty well for myself, I was just promoted to a supervising agent and will soon be leading my own team of new hires.  It's very exciting and surprising, I was the "I'll NEVER do sales" girl and now I am handing out my card everywhere I go.  It feels good to be financially contributing to the family again, I haven't heard "with whos money" in a very long time.

The hours are taking some getting used to, I meet with families so I don't start my appointments unit 3 in the afternoon, my last can be as late as 9PM.  I have appointments Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday nights and Saturday mornings.  On Monday and Thursday I am in the office making phone calls and in meetings from 12-9.  I also work some Sundays, in fact I have to go to an appointment in a few hours today.  Working at night means I get to spend a lot of time with the girls since they aren't in school.  I think we are going to forgo preK for TC because it would mean we never see each other.  I love that I get so much time with them as a working mom but it also means I am mom from 6AM-3PM then I start my working day.  When I get home I am too tired to really have any me time at all.  It's hard but I know how lucky I am to get my mornings so I try not to complain.

Will has been the stay at home dad thing and it's going pretty well.  I 'm pretty sure he now gets everything I was trying to say for all those years that I was home with kids.  It is really hard for me to let go of control, how I want things done with them but it's not my job anymore. 

Since I've started working I haven't had time to get to the gym, I haven't gone in weeks and I HATE it.  Will really guilts me every time I want to take an hour to get there.  I need to get over that guilty feeling, it does the girls a lot of good to see me taking time to better myself and stay healthy.

But that's pretty much what I've been up to.  Selling policies and changing diapers.