I know some people are not a fan of the gender reveal parties, I personally find them fun and I can't wait to have one, one day. I am also a huge fan of not having the party be the traditional baby gender colors (I'll probably won't be doing it that way either). The mom-to-be asked me to make a purple and lime green cake with matching cupcake. She also asked if I could put a few tools and some make-up on top. The Sides of the cake were quilted using a fondant cutter then adding a lime green pearl at the points using sugar water. The tools and make-up were made from fondant and dusted with silver and purple pearl dust. The chocolate cupcakes were kept simple with purple and green swirled buttercream.

​What a fun way to announce they are having a boy or a girl! ​

Well, I did something crazy today. I quit my job.

Some of you may know I have been struggling a lot with how unhappy and unchallenged I was at work. Poor leadership also made it really hard to deal with; however, I loved my team and I was honestly staying there for them. Not to forget I was scared to be not working anymore.

Last week my doctor put me on half days due to stress and some other medical issues. Since I was still only acting supervisor (because they refused to give me the extra 5% pay raise) and was still doing it “free” for the last year and decided to pass on the job for the principle (whole other story sadly). The management made the choice to remove me from the acting supervisor role and took away my time due to the medical leave.

I planned on staying in the role until January, but since they removed me from my team and I didn’t want to deal with the recourse or drama. I went to the doctor told him the situation and he put me on full medical leave as of today. I am still technically an employee until January which is nice because that is when Jack’s health insurance will kick in.
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This isn’t how I planned to leave my job, but sometimes God has other plans and he was tired of waiting for me to listen to Him. I am both relieved and terrified. To make it even harder my parents seem to not understand my actions at all since it was a “good job”, but it wasn’t a job that I loved. Jack is still in shellshock, but supportive and I know in my heart of hearts this the best thing for me and my family.