Well it is right about that time of year when I start to get antsy to be out in the soil. I love gardening – I love being able to be out there in the fresh air, I love that it gives me something to do with my kids, and I really just get this incredible rush from seeing the sprouts poke their heads up out of the soil.
So for many years I’ve always thought my kids were too dependent on TV. My husband and I (like many) had lofty ideas about when we had children and watching TV. Both of us grew up without much TV available and were very imaginative and self-entertained as kids.
OK so I started an impromptu experiment this week. Given the fact that I live in the foothills of Mt Rainier now, and last time we had snow we had about 18 inches, I’d say it’s safe to say I should be able to “hole up” and be comfy, right?
Well, so much has happened I should update all of that, at least the stuff I can remember. You know, it’s kind of funny because I remember thinking quite often “I need to blog this!” but I just never had the time. I heard it said by another woman who made the swap from working mother to stay home mother that one of the things that bothered her the most was that her job and employer got her at her best… and her family got what was left over. I agree with that statement wholeheartedly. Some women are cut out to be working mothers, but I was never very good at it. By the time I got home, I was tired and was not interactive with the kids. As I’ve mentioned before, housework was constantly piled up. If one of my children was sick, I would fret all day because I wanted to be the one caring for them, but I had to be at work. Not only that, but my job entailed taking the occasional verbal abuse from a customer because of an issue that needed to be resolved. Some days were worse than others. There’s nothing quite like going to work all day long, listening to people berate you over things you have no control over (and quite frankly, were most of the time their own fault), then come home to a dirty kitchen, sit with your kids in an exhausted silence for an hour while they watch TV, put them to bed, sit in your own exhausted silence for a little while longer, then go to bed. Many of my days were like that. There’s no health to a life like that – there’s no “life” to a life like that.
The other day, my mother emailed me and sent me a link to a post I made about a year & half ago to here. It was interesting to read that. The last two years were difficult for me in many ways but there are always bright spots. As a result of being in daycare for the last few year, the girls have stronger immune systems and are socialized well. We were blessed with a wonderful daycare that taught Godly principles and so my girls came home with few bad habits.
Well yes I know it has been just MONTHS since I posted but I have some very very good news. A lot has happened in the last few months, the most significant of which is that my husband has gotten a job which allows me to be a stay-home mom. It wasn’t the job up by our property, we actually had to relocate to the Seattle area, but it is definitely a step in the right direction! We moved at the beginning of September and have been staying at my parents house until our new home is ready.
Last weekend we had planned a trip up on Saturday to the property to go visit Grammie and Papa. As you remember, I had spent the afternoon the week before with my mom building a chicken tractor of sorts for her new chicks. She only got a few at the time and so suggested that I take the girls to the feed store that’s right down the street and get some more chicks, since they were supposed to get some sexed laying pullets in.
I’ve got a couple blog posts to do here tonight or in the next few days so bear with me, but I’ll try and keep it somewhat topical.