It's been forever since I've actually felt like blogging. Since I've actually have had something to say (and I wouldn't say that this post is actually informative or declaratory of anything in particular). I just never felt the need or want to write anything so I haven't in almost half a year. It's been a really tough half year too, so I'm rather glad that I didn't document any of it.
Today was my day off of work and it makes me laugh how much work there is to do around the house on a day off. I cleaned the entire apartment (if our little cupboard takes 4 hours to completely clean, I don't want to know how long it will take in our future house!). I did all of the laundry (it's even already folded and put away!), and washed all of the linens. I also have tomorrow off so I figured that I wanted to get all of the chores out of the way so that I could enjoy the rest of my "weekend." It's something that I want to instill in my future kids so I figured that it's something that I need to really cement in myself first.
As I was taking care of our home I got to thinking how much I really enjoy providing a nice home for Doug and I to come home to. I really believe that I've been called to be a housewife because I find so much fulfillment from it. The problem is that the world is appalled at my views and feelings on the matter. I can't count the number of conversations that have been so condescending to me and my "career path."I'll be told how they raised their kids AND worked and how I can do the same. How I need to pursue other paths. How it's impossible to live on one income in these times.
People seem to confuse me not having a career calling with me not wanting to do anything. I do want to do something. I want to raise Doug and mine's kids and cook and clean and do the grocery shopping. I don't want to go to work to pay someone else to take care of my kids and to clean my house. Yes, it will be hard to live on one income but my God provides for his children.
I don't see homemaking as an easy job. I know it is hard. I know it is demanding physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually just like any other job. And it's not like it's a job that I always like doing. Today I woke up and didn't want to do anything except sit on the couch and catch up on my shows. Anyone that knows me knows that I hate</> doing laundry. But today the work needed to be done. So I did it. And am satisfied.
I need to remember that my worth doesn't come from my career of choice. Nothing that I do on this earth can make me more worthy than the blood of Christ has already made me. My worth comes from God saying that I am worthy and calling me to be his child. I need to stop letting other people weigh in how I feel about myself and my calling.
I have one more load of towels to fold and put away before I eat breakfast and take a shower (finally). Then I get to go into work since Target called and offered me a shift. I guess that day off will need to wait till tomorrow :)
