Three weeks, 3 days and 15 minutes ago I was in the hospital 5 minutes away from giving birth to our second son. On the way there my husband missed the exit and added with his nervousness the right amount of time so that we had the baby in less than an hour after arriving. He is thoughtful like that. Everything went well and without complications and then we came home.
Of course the regular adjustment period is still going on but many things stay the same: I’m trying to juggle my mommy duties with staying a professional, keeping my business going and making money somehow. And that’s where the “passive” income idea comes in.
We moved to New Jersey from Puerto Rico a year ago after 9 years of living there for my husband (originally from NJ) and 6 years for me (Puerto Rican, born and raised) since I left Brooklyn. What changed was the fact that we became parents and the once beach paradise became to us a crime and corruption infested mecca. Suffice to say that your priorities are different as a parent and frustration grows quickly when the future looks dim and there are no parks without needles in the floor.
Okay, okay. Passive income. Months before I gave birth I thought I needed to find a way of making money to help our finances. We lost all our savings when we moved here and, although we’ve been lucky with my husband’s new job situation that gives us all the necessary things to live in a good town, we are still living paycheck by paycheck. So I started a little company of t-shirts for kids. I started it with 3 designs to test the idea and market. I named it JoShu as a mix of my name and my husband’s. So far it’s been a lot of time and some money invested and we are hoping our love for simple, original design and good quality printing gives us the edge we need to sell.
Right now, after a long night of waking up every 45 minutes, and as I sit infront of my computer typing with one hand and holding gassy baby on the other, I am feeling a bit delusional. Like my father says “Dios proveerá”. And I say “Vamo’ a ver.”