As we settle in our first home in Houston, the travel starts to wear on me. Suddenly, this glamorous career of jetting off every week became tiring. We finally had a home, and I couldn't enjoy it. I still loved my job, and my boss had been very generous to allow me to continue in my job from a different city, so I had not started to look for a job, but I was definitely getting tired.
One day, a recruiter contacted me at the right moment. I was getting ready to get on the plane and dreading it. This contact would lead to a fabulous job offer with a large Houston based computer company, and I would work hard, but the travel was minimal. It all seemed to happen for a reason. There was only one problem... that fabulous trip we had dreamed of to celebrate this new life after law school. I proclaimed that this trip was so important to me that it really would be a deal breaker. The employer agreed, and I had a new non-traveling job, and a trip of a lifetime ahead of me... little did I know how significant this trip would be.
I started my new job, worked for 2 weeks, took my trip for 3 weeks, then back to really dig in to this work. Everything seemed perfect.
About a month after returning from our European vacation, we learned we were pregnant... exciting news, since we had put all family plans on hold during all this education. It was maybe a little fast, since we had not yet caught our breath from all of the change we had experienced, but everything happens for a reason, and we were excited! What could be more perfect?
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