Who is The Mom Before the Storm you ask? Well, let’s start with the…
CAST & CREW:
My name is Lauren. I am a part-time junior high English teacher and mother of three girls. My tribe includes two rambunctious toddlers Lucy (4 1/2 years old) and Violet (2 1/2 years old) followed by one adorable infant, Emila (3 months). In July 2016, I celebrated eight years of marriage with my hubby, Scott. I was born and raised in Sacramento, California, but now reside in San Diego (forever a California girl). I have one older sister, Aaron. No, that is not a misspelling. My mom liked the way the boy spelling looked better than the female version. Yes, she gets a lot of her mail addressed to Mr. Aaron.
Some would say I am a Type A personality and could be considered a worrywart from time to time. I feel like I’ve toned it down over the years. Now, it seems like the “need to be perfect” depends on the situation. For example, I am not a fan of laundry in the least! Therefore, it is not uncommon to find every laundry basket I own, filled to the brim with clean clothes, sitting in my bedroom for two (or more) weeks before finally getting folded and put away in its rightful place.
I love to cook and paint.
I will take sunflowers over roses any day.
ACT I: LIFE AFTER COLLEGE
At one time I thought acting was going to be my profession (insert laugh track here). Seriously, I moved to Los Angeles and gave it a shot. You can probably guess how that turned out. But, I will never regret the adventure or for choosing to major in Theatre at Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo. I had an amazing experience in that department. It was in those classes where I discovered my passion for writing. I am a far better writer than I am an actress.
I made the first move with my husband. We met in Las Vegas. No, not randomly at a bar. Well, I did make “my first move” in a bar; Coyote Ugly to be exact, toootally classy. It was not as seedy as it may sound. We were on a graduation trip. He was the best friend of one of my close friends in college and had just graduated from UC Santa Barbara with a degree in Electrical Engineering. He came to Cal Poly often to visit our mutual friend. We later recounted that we were at the same parties numerous times throughout our four years, but never met.
He joined the group of Cal Poly guys and gals on our trip to celebrate graduation. When we met, I instantly found him attractive. Flash forward to the second night of our adventure, while in said classy bar, I got up the nerve to ask him to dance. He replied, “I don’t dance.” OUCH! Shot down. He quickly followed his brief response up with, “But, can I buy you a drink?” I replied back with a resounding, “Yes!” We engaged in flirty conversation the remainder of the evening, and the rest is history.
We did the long distance thing for four years. At first, he worked in Santa Barbara, and I moved to Los Angeles to pursue Hollywood stardom. When I was unable to land paying acting gigs, I sought work. Somehow I duped an Estee Lauder Manager into hiring me as her Assistant Manager. For the next five months, I was one of those women at the Macy’s cosmetic counters trying to sell you every revolutionary face cream and top of the line lipstick. I loved it for a while. It was the most money I had ever made, I was going to make-up artist training for free, and I liked the women at the counter with me. It was an exciting new experience. Ultimately, I realized that product sales were just not my thing. The hustle, the making my quota for the day, all of it quickly soured for me.
ACT II: CAREER CHANGE
After some soul searching, I choose a new path: teaching. I had a very eye-opening moment before graduating college. For my Children’s Theatre course, we performed the famous book Where the Wild Things Are for a group of elementary students. Our task was to act out the book without costumes, furniture, props, or special effects. For example, if there was a boat in the story, we formed the boat. I got to play the main character Max (yippee!), and I had a blast. The enthusiastic reaction from the young crowd was so genuine and heartwarming. I mean, this was bare bones storytelling, but the kiddos loved it. They came up to us after the show and kept telling us how much fun they had. In that second, becoming a teacher crossed my mind. Maybe I could inject that same level of pure enthusiasm and enjoyment into my teaching.
After reflecting on this memory, I decided to pack up my bags once again and move from Los Angeles back to Sacramento. I lived at home with my parents to save money and over the next year and a half, earned my Single Subject teaching credential in English (my favorite subject in school). Simultaneously, my husband landed a new job and moved back to his hometown, San Diego.
After completing my credential, I moved to San Diego to be with him. I proceeded to pursue three of the major life events they advise you to steer clear of during your first year teaching: I got engaged, planned a wedding, and bought a house! In the end, all of the stress was completely worth it.
ACT III: TO BLOG OR NOT TO BLOG?
In regards to starting this blog, it has been an idea floating in my mind for a couple of years now. I love to write, and blogging is an area that has intrigued me, but I never did anything about it. I never took action. It was only after seeing that insanely instant and very vivid bright blue plus sign on a Target home pregnancy (for the third time) that I thought to myself, “Now is the time!” Wrangling three children is both thrilling and terrifying. In my mind, my excuse was always, “I don’t have enough time for a blog.” Well, now there is even less time. The storm is here. So, I am taking the leap and giving this a real go.
My husband came up with this blog name. He scrunched his face at every suggestion I ran by him, so I put the pressure back on him. When he uttered the phrase, The Mom Before The Storm, it struck a chord, not only for me but really for ALL parents. Obviously, it is a play on the phrase “The Calm Before the Storm.”
As a mom (a parent), every day is filled with a combination of precious and complicated moments. Your child may give you a huge hug and say how much they love you and a split second later is writhing on the floor in anger because you refused to give them a cookie before dinner. The key is to stay strong and weather the storm, no matter how treacherous or trivial. When the storm passes, it is then that you can bask in that beautiful beam of sunlight that breaks through the dark clouds, that is until the next storm! What I’m saying is, this parenthood thing is wonderful but it ain’t easy. We are all in this together!
The intention of this blog is not to preach because I will be the first to admit that I am no expert. This space will be to share experiences, information, or rant about things related to motherhood, parenting, health, fitness, beauty, budgeting, and more. If any of the information is comforting or helpful in any way to anyone, fantastic!