That’s right, you guys. I have cojones.
Not literally, of course. The fact that I bore a child almost four months ago attests to that fact.
But figuratively. I’ve got some balls. And that’s my favorite thing about myself this week.
There are certain aspects about our life that Dan and I aren’t content with. I say that vaguely, because for the most part it’s great. But there are certain things about that we feel called to change. So we’ve started exploring some options on how to do that.
One of my ex-coworkers and his wife did things kind of the way we’d like to. So, a couple weeks ago, I called my coworker and then emailed his wife. Today I had lunch with her.
How does that take cojones, you ask?
Well, before our lunch today I’d never met her. Ever.
Takes some pretty big balls to go out to lunch with someone you’ve never met. But had I not reached out to her, I wouldn’t have had a great meeting and gleaned practical knowledge for motherhood.
Good job, self! Way to go!