My First Blog
So nearly a month ago my husband, Seth, and I decided that my staying home after my last job ended would be the right thing to do. Not only were we encouraged by suggestions of others to try it, we really thought that this would be the best way for our girls to be raised. I have two daughters. Sophia, who is three and Annabelle, who is one. Shortly after we made this decision, my last week at work actually, my sister and I thought my mom was having TIAs or Transient Ischemic Attacks, which are otherwise known as “mini-strokes.” After two trips to the ER and a visit to the neurologist (who has sent my mother for a few tests and we’ll hopefully have an OFFICIAL diagnosis this week), they suspect that these “episodes” are not TIAs but in fact, psychomotor seizures. This is good and bad news. This means that there is no clotting in her brain and has less chance for a full stroke and possible anyeurism; however, this does mean that she could have these seizures anytime, anywhere, which makes it unwise for us to put our children in her care. A triumphant answer to the prayer of whether we were making the right decision for our family. PRAISE GOD FOR HIS DIRECTNESS AND PROVIDENCE!
Now I have a few extra minutes a day where I can attempt this crazy thing called blogging that it seems like EVERYONE is doing. I hope that I can be consistent with this, but I fear that this may be one thing that I won’t be able to do even weekly. We’ll see. I’ve never considered myself a great candidate for being an at-home mom. I have very little patience. I don’t enjoy cleaning. I am also seriously, socially deprived now. I used to enjoy working (despite my complaining). I liked getting out of the house on a daily basis and speaking to grown ups about grown up things. My life did not majorly include memorizing lots of children’s music, thinking up creative ways to keep kids busy AWAY from the TV, or finding nice and healthy, not to mention low-cost, meals. We enjoyed having the extra money and I know that part of this venture is God’s way of teaching us how little anything really matters other than Himself and family. I know that, because He has done so already, God will provide us whatever we need to make our ends meet. I also know that if I want to be more like the Proverbs 31 woman, that this is a neccessary process for me so that I can be the woman that God intended for me to be. But it’s going to be hard and you’re going to have to pray for me.
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