Some people are lucky enough to have their dream job.
And some people don't realize what their dream job is until they have it.
And then I met Sam, and then we got married, and even when we were married we didn't want kids. Then something really tragic happened and we realized how important family was, and then we wanted kids. And we talked about when we wanted to have kids, and before we could decide, I was pregnant. I'm convinced God did all this, sort of against my will, because He knew what I wanted and needed better than I did. That's usually the case, right?
It turns out, I love being a mom. I finally feel like I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing. I'm not saying I'm good at it - in fact, I've never felt more inadequate or unprepared for a job. I've never had to rely on God more for strength, to hourly beg him for wisdom and energy. It's the hardest job I've ever done, the most physically taxing. But I've never loved anything more.
There are times I don't get to eat until noon, because the baby is hungry and wet and requires attention. Sometimes she still wakes up every hour or two at night and leaves me exhausted. But then she smiles at me when I walk in the room and I melt and I realize I'm willing to do anything for her, even go without food and sleep.
I sing to her all day, and pretend like I'm on Broadway. She's a fantastic audience. When I read to her, I do voices and pretend I'm acting onstage. It's even better than if I were actually on Broadway, because this little lamb hangs on my every word, carefully studies the expressions on my face, and beams when I sing to her. I'm a
I'm realizing more and more how even though I'm not living the single life I thought I wanted, God is using this little family of mine to shape me. I'm becoming more reliant on Him daily. Each middle-of-the-night feeding and every load of dishes forces me to be a little less self-centered and humbles me in the best way.
I wouldn't get the chance to do my favorite thing if it weren't for this guy, being a rock star dad and working super hard for us. Thanks for letting me stay home with our sweetie, husband. (Yes, he is normally the one to give the baby a bath. It's their special bonding time, as you can see below.)
I honestly never knew it was possible to get so much joy and satisfaction just from being a mom and wife. I'm really loving my simple little life. I know it isn't for everyone, and plenty of women thrive working outside the home, in addition to being moms. I hope this post doesn't sound as though I think being a stay-at-home mom is superior to being a working mom. In fact, I'm in awe of those mamas who can be awesome moms and help out their family by working outside the home, too. Personally, I just feel like I finally understand why I always felt so unemployable, why I never really found my niche. It's because I was supposed to be doing this.