As with any new job, the first day is the most intimidating day ever.

I had been dreading this first day since I told my bosses I wanted to stay-at-home with Tom for a while.

It was scary to me.

Even though it was my choice.

I make scary choices.

So Monday began my new job as a stay-at-home mom.

I did some things right, I think.

And some things?  Not so right.

Right.  Playing with ribbon.

Not right. Playing naked with a Santa hat.  So not totally naked.  But not totally right.

Right.  Making Tom laugh.

Not right.  Annoying Huck with my high-pitched-for-kids voice ALL DAY LONG.

Other rights: Taught Tom to say “bird”, didn’t have a breakdown, got him to take a morning and afternoon nap, kept TV off and got some stuff done.  Yay!

Other wrongs: He has no idea that “bird” means bird, I let him hold a glass ornament which he promptly threw on the floor and shattered (obviously), I took him outside in the cold without a jacket and without socks just to check the mail — but then talked to a neighbor for too long, have discovered that my son thinks “no” means “try again.”

I think that Monday was a great day.

And I think it was great because God didn’t want to scare the crap out of me on the first day.

Which was really nice.

(Thanks.)

Tom and I ended the day with some ball.

It was a happy Monday.

One day down.  Infinity to go.