November was great and stressful and amazing and stressful. Overall, I survived and have an armful of sweet kiddo love to show for it. We’ll just call it a win.
In late September, I left a great job and people I grew to love. It is no secret that I struggled in areas, but not in the areas of hard work, positive relationships and quality outcomes. It is not in me to produce anything less, so I started looking for other opportunities. Family dynamics shifted. I suddenly became a mother of a chronically ill child and lacked support for my oldest. The logical thing to do was leave the work force to focus on the two little people I am responsible for.
In true Dacia fashion, I also set some steep goals for myself to accomplish while “sitting at home”. With my children taking the highest priority, I planned to return to school, lose some weight that has stuck around far too long, and send my book baby out into the literary world in hopes to get it published. November was also National Novel Writing Month, and to give myself a distraction from rejection emails, I decided to make my first attempt it writing 50,000 words in a new book in one month.
My kids are everything. My littlest, though, is soooo little. She walks and people ask me how my baby is walking. She is 14 months old, perfectly normal for her to be walking. She’s just so tiny. She also has a very tiny airway. So, as we have recently found out, every single time she gets a cold, we end up admitted to our local Children’s Hospital in the ICU on breathing machines. The most recent of which we were discharged yesterday. After three admissions since her birthday in mid September, they finally decided to treat her as an asthmatic, using preventative medicine to help open her airway more making her less susceptible to trouble when copious amounts of boogers are involved (fingers crossed).
My little guy, doing his 4 year-old best at being helpful, happy and positive, has struggled with Mommy being with sister. He misses me and it tears me to shreds. The main push to leave work when I did was because he is in afternoon preschool. First of all, I do not even know why this is a thing. How do working parents get their kid to school? We do not have family that live near us and we pay amazing people to watch our children and help us raise them so we can live where we do. That being said, I could not, for the life of me, find a solution to getting my kid to school other than stay home and take him myself. A week after my last day of work, a spot in the morning session opened and he was able to move. Everything happens for a reason.
I started school. The online college I attend, fits my mentality and schedule. However, the only language they offer, is the one language I never bothered to learn. I know basic “Hi, how are you? I’m tired. I need coffee.” in English, Arabic, French, Russian, and Swahili (a story for another time). But Spanish I never bothered to learn. Dammit. But luckily, I am very good at taking tests and here I am with a 3.9 GPA and on to Spanish II.
Somehow, I gained back almost every pound of pregnancy weight. Postpartum depression and stress really did a number on my health. We had family photos taken in July at my heaviest. Because I am so short, all that weight put me at borderline obese. I was not huge, but I was very much overweight. I started a journey and since my daughter’s first admission to the hospital in mid September, I have lost 20 pounds. I am back to my prepregnancy weight, but still not where I want to be. Thanksgiving only put back 2 pounds, which will be easy to take back off in the coming weeks before Christmas. 10 more pounds until my initial goal, but I will probably keep going for a total of 40 pound loss. I’ll explain what I have done in another post.
NOW ABOUT MY BOOK!!!! I have labored over this baby for years. I finally got it to an acceptable format to send to agents and editors to get it published. It has been #1 on ChapterBuzz.com for 6 months now, and I am positive that my peers are ready to see it leave the charts. So as I sent the emails out, I held my breath as the rejection emails came back. Rejection is part of the game. It really does not bother me much to get rejection emails. Mostly because this is a pipedream and only 1% of books get traditionally published. But then something amazing happened… Industry professionals started asking for more. They wanted to read more of the story, if not the whole thing! People send 100s of queries before this ever happens. But I had put in so much work into crafting the emails and summing up the story in an exciting way, that it was catching on.
As I became more and more excited, I got motivated to begin another book. If they want more, I have to have more to show them. So I started NaNoWriMo eight days late. I worked really hard for two weeks and almost caught up to the target words per day. At 25k words, half way done, I got an email that left me anxious, excited and 100% distracted. I know that is incredibly vague, but that is all I can say at the moment. In the coming weeks, I hope to be able to divulge much more. But I learned a lot having started writing another book so aggressively. Look for my NaNo post later.
Anyway, that is my month in a nutshell. This month, like the beginning of every month, I plan to be far more active in my blog and social media in general. I need to get back to building my platform and keeping the people I care about, and the people that care about me abreast on life lessons and new short stories. It’s been a while since I’ve written a short story. Maybe I’ll work on publishing a collection in the future. Who knows.
Thank you for reading this far and Happy Holidays!!!