A Working Mom
I've mentioned this in a previous post, but I wanted to expand on it just a bit. When we moved to Colorado in 2014, I was newly pregnant with Lincoln. I transferred my job as a Phlebotomist from Provo to Colorado in a town called Westminster. I loved working. It was more of a social thing more than a financial need. I started working there as soon as we were settled. It was great! They gave me a raise (read: Colorado is very expensive). Things started out great. It was a new facility, a new team, and great managers. I pride myself in how I was raised to be a hard worker. A good work ethic was instilled in all of my siblings growing up and it's something I've learned to appreciate as an adult. But sometimes it bites you were you're too loyal at work. Slowly, I was opening and closing the facility. That meant I was up at 4 am to commute to work, work a double, and close down and leave by 9 pm or later. And then commute home. It was rough. I was pretty sick in the beginn...