My general philosophy is basically that things happen the way they're supposed to and everything in its own time. That doesn't mean that I'm always patient about it, but I do believe it.
Since its launch in 2003, Adorneya has been my second baby, so to speak. I have nurtured it and helped it to grow at a slow but steady pace while I've been a stay-at-home mom. It has always been my intention to keep the business small enough to fit into my free hours while I had a small child (I mainly work on the business during visits at Grandma's, playtime with Daddy or after bedtime) and oddly enough (or maybe not so oddly), the business has kept itself to a size and time requirement that fit within the time and energy that I was able to devote.
In the past week since Liam started preschool, I have received a large wholesale order, have heard from two stores who definitely want to carry my work on a consignment basis and have received two more serious wholesale inquiries.
I also have a major, MAJOR project in the works that I can't share the details of yet. It involves another creative love of mine and it dropped into my lap. If it unfolds the way I hope it does, I will be able to check off one big HUGE item off my lifetime to-do list. Pretty awesome stuff really.
Coincidence? No way. There have been days when I wondered if I was crazy for quitting my very secure job to stay home. But now I'm at a point on my path where I can look back and understand why I took each turn that led me here. That's not to say that I don't have my challenges, but they're new challenges, and the new challenges are my proof that I am indeed moving forward.
On another note, I have to gush about my boy Kody. He came home today so excited because he found a nickel on the playground at school. I didn't think a nickel was such a big deal to kids these days but apparently a shiny coin, regardless of the fact that it won't even buy a little piece of candy, still has the power to bring excitement to a child.
You can imagine my surprise, and almost unbearable pride, when my boy put that same nickel in a donation can at the grocery store for the local childrens' hospital. I have never really been big on expectations for my kids. As long as they make an honest effort to be decent, caring people, I'm proud as can be of them. Period. I could never be prouder of my son than I was today.
And now before I go, just because I don't want to be guilty of another photo-less blog post, a new pocket clutch:
Available here.