Taking a Leap

Often when people talk about striking out on their own, they’ll refer to it as “taking a leap.” I’ve used the phrase myself when talking about my own freelance adventure. But, in truth, I really don’t like it. I think it negates the amount of advanced planning that goes into a solo venture, especially a successful one. Yes, there is a certain amount of faith involved in entrepreneurship, but there is a whole lot more strategy.

Freelancing had always been part of my “someday” plan. While working full time, I freelanced on the side, conducting telephone interviews for stories from my car on my lunch break and writing in the evenings. Those small side gigs paid dividends when I called the editors to let them know I had become my own boss and could take on more work.

I also spent months researching what set successful freelancers apart. I was even able to get paid for some research by writing an article on freelancing for my alumni magazine, which ran three years before I put my own plan into action. Learning what worked for others helped me create my strategy prior to quitting my full-time gig.

That being said, many of us need a catalyst that prompts us to put our plans into action. My freelance dream became a reality when I wanted to work around my son’s (and now my daughter’s) schedule. While that first move may have felt like a leap at the time, it really was just the first step in a well-crafted plan. Advanced planning and the determination to live the lifestyle I wanted have made my successful freelance venture my new reality.

Photo by kebb via iStockphoto. 

Why I Do It

 

Have you seen the previews for I Don’t Know How She Does It—the Sarah Jessica Parker flick about a working mom who tries to juggle her family and work life? Better yet, have you seen it? I haven’t, but I want to. That whole working-mom-with-two-small-kids thing means I’ll watch it when it finally makes its way to HBO. In the meantime, I’m loving the previews—especially the scene when the child comes home with lice.

This week a former professor of mine, Michele Weldon, wrote an insightful Op-Ed in the Chicago Tribune about the movie and the role of working moms. 

It made me think about why I work. Juggling a family and a career isn’t easy, but building a successful business around my family’s needs gives me four things I need:

Income: Our family needs dual incomes to make ends meet, and my earnings help cover the necessities—mortgage, insurance, diapers, etc.—and they let us indulge in sports and enrichment classes for the kids not to mention the occasional trip to Target that exceeds my monthly budget.

Security: When I was in college I read Prince Charming Isn’t Coming: How Women Get Smart About Money and it had a lasting impression. My biggest take away was that at some point in her life, every woman will either be single, divorced or widowed and need to be able to manage her money. A few years later I watched a friend become a widow at 24 with a young son to take care of.  For me, it is important to know that I could be the sole breadwinner for my family if necessary. And, in a shaky economy, I like knowing that I could carry the weight for the family if my hubby found himself laid off.

Flexibility: I worked full time in an office until my son was 15 months old. My boss was amazing and my co-workers were incredibly supportive, but my time in the office coupled with my commute meant I was kissing my son goodbye shortly after he woke up and coming home just in time to put him to bed. I wasn’t being the kind of mom I wanted to be, so my freelance adventure began. Now I work anywhere from 30-50 hours a week, depending on my work load, but a good portion of it is at night after the kids are in bed or on the weekend when they’re having an adventure with their dad. Now my commute involves dropping my kiddos off at preschool five minutes away, then driving home and making my way downstairs to my office. I can schedule interviews and client meetings around school schedules, doctor appointments, trips to the museum and hockey lessons. Sure, writing at night means I have a lot of late nights and I need caffeine to get me through the day, but these years will go by in the blink of an eye.

An Outlet: Ultimately, my passion for my work goes much deeper than a paycheck. Whether I’m writing a tech-heavy article about refining fuel or doing a Q&A with a member of Congress, I get personal satisfaction from the interview process, the actual writing and, of course, seeing my byline.

 

 

Madelyn is One

 

Dear Miss Madelyn,

Now you are one. It is hard to believe more than a year has passed since we first said hello.  Our days are full and it often feels as though one simply fades into the next. I try my best to savor each moment with you, and the quiet calm that comes with rocking you to sleep each night is among my favorite parts of our days. I love when you curl up into my chest and I rub your back right before you go to bed.

You feel things deeply and your dad and I have learned that you have high highs and low lows. You scream in delight when you’re happy and you scream out of anger when you’re mad. We’ve lovingly nicknamed you Level-10 Madelyn during those unhappy moments. My favorite nickname for you during the past year was Little Bittle, which your big brother called you for about five months straight. It has slowly faded out, but I love that he came up with that sweet name for his little sister.

You adore your big brother and wander from room to room saying “aaa-dee” searching for him. For quite some time I thought you were calling out daddy, but we soon figured out that is your special little call for Evan. You squeal in delight each morning when you see him for the first time and you scream happy screams when he gets you. In the car, he makes faces at you to make you laugh and both of you end up in giggles.

Since the day you were born, you were busy. You have busy hands and I hope you carry that trait throughout life. You love to help me unload the dishwasher and you enjoy carrying things from room to room to find new homes for them. Yesterday your daddy found his cell phone in the top drawer of my nightstand. We’re still missing your brother’s beloved Taggie bear that suddenly disappeared somewhere in the house two weeks ago. I keep thinking we’re going to find it tucked away somewhere right at your level.

You have quite a sense of humor and you know when you’re being funny. You love to put your brother’s (clean) underwear on your head because you know it will get a laugh out of us.

You are very determined in everything you do. For weeks you attempted your first steps, taking a few at a time before returning to the floor on your hands and knees. Then at 5:00 on a Wednesday evening just before your birthday, you decided it was time to walk. You gave up crawling just like that and embarked on a new adventure in your life. May you always have such ease in closing one door and opening another.

Thank you so much for being my little sweetie, for teaching me something new each day and for letting me share my life with you. I’m head over heels in love with you and I can’t wait to watch you grow.

All my love,

Mommy

A Favorite Quote: Erma Bombeck

If I had my life to live over, I would have talked less and listened more. I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded. I would have eaten the popcorn in the ‘good’ living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace. I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth. I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed. I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage. I would have sat on the lawn with my children and not worried about grass stains. I would have cried and laughed less while watching television – and more while watching life. I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband. I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for the day. I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn’t show soil or was guaranteed to last a lifetime. Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I’d have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle. When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. Now go get washed up for dinner." There would have been more "I love you’s".. More "I’m sorrys" … But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute… look at it and really see it … live it…and never give it back. — Erma Bombeck 

Take Me Out to the Ballgame

We spent a perfect afternoon taking in a Washington Nationals baseball game yesterday. I think I watched approximately five minutes of the game. I spent the rest of the time watching my kiddos and thinking about how lucky I am. It’s true. Even on my worst day, I could take a look at these photos and know that life is good.   

 P.S. The Nationals won! 

Booking Up Summer

I am in the process of filling up the days of our summer calendar—camps, vacation to visit the grandparents, swimming lessons, and on and on. But it occurred to me that I am forgetting to schedule some of the most important things on my summer’s to-do list. Before I forget, here they are:

–Catch fireflies

–Sleep outside

–Stargaze

–Roast marshmallows

–Plant flowers with Evan

–Make fresh lemonade

–Pick strawberries

–Have a water balloon fight

–Eat popcicles on the front porch

–Make homemade ice cream

–Find a drive-in movie theater (sans kids)

–Go for a hike

–Bird watch

–People watch

–Relax

How about you? What is on your to-do list? 

 

She’s Speaking in Signs

My baby is communicating with me! I know that technically she has been communicating since the day she was born, but my little lady has been signing for a few weeks now and I marvel at the deliberate communication that is going on in our house. It is limited to “all done” and “more,” but it is just so amazing that my now 10-month-old girl who hasn’t said “mama” or “dada” yet can let me know what she wants.
 
Miss Madelyn cracks me up because she’ll begin signing "all done" the minute she tastes something she doesn’t like. Peas? All done. Green beans? All done. Yet in the same sitting she’ll polish off peaches, Cheerios and a slice of bread (one of her favorites). “All done” was limited to mealtime, but just this week she broke it out when I was wiping her nose.
 
As a writer and an avid reader, words are one of my top priorities. It is so exciting to watch Madelyn’s first “words” emerge. Do you sign with your kids? How old were they when they made their first signs? I wish I would’ve kept better notes on Evan’s signing. His baby book is empty, which I chalk up to the fact that I was too busy living to write down the details. I do know that I was blown away the first day he started signing in sentences, which came long before he could speak in them. (His first sentence in sign was “More fish crackers.”)
 
Our favorite signing tools are the Signing Time DVDs. Madelyn isn’t watching them yet, but they are where our family learned to sign, and Evan and I still watch them even though he is four. Plus, I’ve spent so much time via DVD with Rachel Coleman, I feel like she is my friend. Seriously—I start to miss her if we spend too much time apart (you can blog stalk her here).
 
Most libraries have Signing Time DVDs, but if you’re like me, you’ll pay so much in late fees you might as well buy them for your home library. (And, I just want to note that I am not getting anything from Signing Time. I am a true fan.)
 
If you don’t sign with your kiddos, I highly suggest you give it a try. It will boost their vocabulary and give them communication tools you won’t believe. 
 
I haven’t captured any pics of Miss Madelyn signing yet, but here is one (circa 2008) of then 15-month-old Evan making his sign for water. (Look at that belly!) I can’t believe that now he is old enough to be teaching his little sister to sign. Who would have thought?  

On Assignment



Last week I packed up my notebook and pen and flew to West Virginia for a reporting assignment. I was there to cover the chairman of the National Transportation Safety Board, Deborah Hersman. I loved being somewhere new and getting to have lunch with the chairman. I walked away with a story, a few additional story ideas and plenty of photos. Plus, I totally want an official NTSB jacket.

Heading out of my home office is always a fun way to get my creative juices flowing. A few years ago I wrote this blog post for The Editorial Advantage titled Bring Back the Field Trip. I talked about how my stories grow richer when I get out from behind my desk. As a write-at-home freelancer (and mom), most of my research is done via telephone interviews and e-mail correspondence, but there is a lot to be said for going on assignment. 

 

Outdoor Inspiration



Spring has me longing for the summer fun that is waiting for us. Last year the sprinklers were a bit hit with my little guy. I’m sure they will be again this year, and the warmer weather has thinking of the make over our backyard desperately needs. My hubby has already re-seeded the lawn and I have a new paint shade in mind for our picnic table and chairs. But more than anything, this year I want our backyard to be a land of fun and discovery.

I’m brainstorming ways to transform our space into an outdoor wonderland—on a budget of course. I’ve found some great inspiration via Google.

I think these teepees are super cute. I can also picture a swing hanging from our tree.  I like this how-to on building a tire swing from Popular Mechanics. This is a great Popular Mechanics article on building your own backyard games. And, last but not least, isn’t this PVC pipe “kid wash” a fun idea?

I’d love to have you help me brainstorm my backyard additions. What is your favorite part of your backyard? Do you have any ideas to share?