Big decisions; quitting, starting my own business and having a 3rd baby

I tend to cluster big decisions. I don't know why, it's ever so inconvenient.

First:

I quit my job a month ago. It didn't make me happy. And leaving my children two days a week to spend somewhere that made me unhappy, just didn't feel right. I mean, who could leave these babies, right?

And also I hope that my children learn to make decisions that make them happy. And when a day job at an office isn't that, I hope they follow their heart and pursue their dreams. That believe helped me make this decision. I want to be an example of what I believe in, and not just say "follow your heart" when not doing so myself.

So my husband and I talked about the finances. Agreed on taking a step back in spending and we both trust I can replace a part of my income by freelancing. SO by writing a letter I gave up my good income and plunged into the uncertainty of freelancing and being a WAHM. A MOMpreneur. Or whatever fancy name they gave it.

I'm glad I'll be spending more time with my children. My two little ones Monkey and Roo AND the third one (expected May 29th). See how big my belly is:

It's even bigger now (that photo is 3 weeks old).

So as of now (with a little break once the baby is born :) I'll work from home an average of 2 days a week. I teach baby signs (which is highly uncommon here) and I hope to do some freelance communication/ PR assignments. And recently taught an (evening) communication class at The Hague University for a semester. Which I enjoyed VERY much. And they did too; I can teach it again in 2011. Hooray!

Cutting back in spending and having all these things going on, we decided on staying in our 3 bedroom apartment for at least a couple of more years. 3, 4, we don't know yet. Which is fine. The apartment has a garden and despite it isn't large; it's not exactly tiny either. I like the place and for now it's good. Monkey and Roo share a room now and they LOVE it. Monkey has always been a little afraid of being alone, and having his little sister in his room somehow boosted his self confidence.

A while ago we started looking at bigger places, but it didn't feel right. The timing sucked (why move when you have a little one on the way; the hassle!) and we felt we were doing a wrong thing because we still would like to move to the US one day. So it felt like we were doing something opposite of our dream.

So there you have it. Big things over a casa Nadine. Maybe my next update is the birth announcement of baby 3?