Here in Oregon we went from a summery August to a rainy windy September. It felt like we skipped from summer to winter with no fall in between. I’ve never been diagnosed with seasonal affect disorder, but when the weather changes from one extreme to the next does affect my level of anxiety. Thankfully it’s October and we’ve had many sunny days. I am glad fall returned.
A few months ago I envisioned this fall being the start of our family becoming a foster family. We felt like God was calling us in that direction. Both my husband and I were blessed by the classes and honestly it has given me new tools and parenting skills with my own children, my child care kids, and even my middle schoolers in youth group. Due to various reasons, that calling is currently on hold. The main reasons being my husband is busily working on his doctorate and that means two trips to St. Louis in 2014.
I also felt like God was calling me back to work, but not working outside the home. You really can be a working mom and stay at home mom at the same time. I currently watch four kids (ages 6 months, 15 months, 4, and 5). And I absolutely love it. I had no idea I would enjoy this much.
It’s been awesome to see the kids come in from school or dropped off and comfortably find the toys they want to play with or share with me about their day.
I noticed when they first came they wandered aimlessly around the house trying to go into rooms they were not supposed to or struggle to focus on one project. Now they find the toys they like. They know the routine. Our “arts and crafts time” around the kitchen lasts much longer because they are more comfortable and engaged.
My own kids intentionally share their toys with them. And we’ve done some very fun projects. Honestly I don’t know (and it’s sad to admit) if I would be this intentional about doing these activities with my own kids if I didn’t have other kids in the house. These kids are helping me a better mom in a different sort of way.
My own kids have adjusted well. My oldest does not see the child care kids for more than a half hour in the morning as she is in school all day. Although the youngest have their moments of insecurity and conflict, they do enjoy the extra kids around.
I grew up on a street with seven houses. Almost every single house had young families. There was always someone to play with and some game going on. During the summer months we were outside all day long until the sun set. We don’t live in that type of neighborhood and the times have changed. My husband is forever reminding to let our kids create their own childhood and not expect them to have the same childhood as me.
Yet I always envisioned my home being a place with kids going in and out. I have had to create that with play dates, child care, sleep overs, friends over etc. I do love calm, serenity, and quiet. This is why our living room aka my husband’s sanctuary is off limits to younger children. But I do love a house with energy, noise, and activities.
It’s been a great fall so far!