Easier 'said' than done

Over the past fourteen months, I've been through many ups and downs.
To be fair, I've had many more downs than ups; which is unfortunate because the last fourteen months have been the only fourteen months of my beautiful daughter's life.

If you don't already know this about me, I'm a first time mom; I'm twenty eight and a half years old; I work in the fitness industry; I'm an amazing baker; and I've been depressed for what seems like an eternity but in reality has been only a year. Everyday comes with new challenges but overall, I'm coping okay.
I exercise, bake, play, and now, I write.

Over the last couple weeks, my family has undergone a few changes. The biggest change to speak of is that my adorable husband has gone from being unemployed to a fully licensed, full-time (and long houred) engineer. I admit that I am over the moon excited for his success. I'm so proud of what he has become professionally and what he aspires to do with his newly acquired credentials.
Although this is wonderful news, it has its implications on my life. I went from having the full-time help and support of my child's father, to being left alone for almost twelve hours, five days a week. I've made due with every passing day but I find myself exceptionally lonely, bored, and ultimately miserable.
I have love and support of my friends and family but nothing they can ever do will be enough for me to shake my blues. I have to make changes to make myself happy. I have to look after myself better (including resting mentally and physically). I really need to find something fulfilling and cathartic.

Easier said than done.

The good news is that after multiple requests for me to return to the blogging world by previous readers (and nosy folks that want in my head), I have reclaimed my outlet.
My written word is my voice. It is my awakening and my calm. I am reset and refreshed after a good post and I'm hoping that it really helps me fill both the intellectual and creative void I've been tip-toeing around.
I can't guarantee that this blog will be as funny or uplifting as my pregnancy blog (which was hilarious), but even when I'm feeling blue, I still crave a good hard belly laugh. I have no idea where this blog will take me. I'm hoping it takes me somewhere fun and sparkly because carrying this little grey cloud with me is exhausting and heavy. I already have something close to 25lbs to carry around with me; this grey cloud has got to go!

For all of you who know me, you can all take solace in knowing that I am also on the path to seeking professional help.
Alex does still work long hours and in the springtime, he will be at frisbee one night a week. If you want to offer to help out, just come over. There will always be something yummy cooking and a half bottle of wine that needs drinking. If you give me enough notice, I can also whip something up that requires frosting or ice cream.