Who knew that adding a baby to the mix would bring on such an onslaught of decisions? Not me.
Since Ryan has arrived decisions that were once no-brainers are now filled with competing priorities. And what's worse is that even when I do make a decision, I sometimes find myself changing my mind the very next day.
I was once so committed to my ideals and priorities, and I knew my motivations so well, that my path was straightforward (enough). But now, it seems like almost every decision has a potential, long-term implication.
There are big decisions like time or money, grad school or nights with Ryan, work or work part-time or don’t work. And smaller decisions like drive or public transportation, nurse or formula, vaccinate or don’t vaccinate. It's overwhelming when the results of my decisions can affect my future or the future of those I love most.
But lately I find myself craving stories from others, stories about how and why they have made their decisions. I want to understand motivations, and how values were prioritized. And it is through these stories that I am inspired to trust my instinct, and I am reminded that I will never be able to completely prepare for the consequences of my decisions.