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I was reading this article on working moms earlier in the summer. I pondered some of the thoughts and came up with my own list of 9 Things Never To Say to Stay-At-Home moms.

1)  Wow you’re so lucky to be able to stay at home.  That’s nice your husband makes a lot of money.   Lucky, yes.  Do women who stay at home have husbands with large salaries?  Not necessarily.  In many cases, it’s the opposite.  We have to make choices to live on a tight budget, cut corners, and live simply.  It is not always easy, but it is worth it.

2)  Don’t you feel like you are wasting your college degree? College teaches you that you can learn.  Many people venture outside their college degree and some go back to school later for a totally different degree.  I feel like I use my degree every single day in some form even though I am not bringing home a paycheck.  When I get closer to forty, I may go back to work or start a new career.  That is a whole twenty-five years to work.  Nothing is being wasted.

3)  Don’t you get bored?  You are only bored if you choose to not engage in anything.  Stay at home moms have the freedom to try hobbies, take their kids on fun outings, read books while their little ones are napping, do craft projects with their kids, etc.  Sometimes an office job sounds more boring than what I do on a daily basis.

4) Don’t you want your children to be cared for by other adults?  This assumes stay at home moms sit at home all the time with very little interaction with anyone.  I know very few stay at home moms who live this kind of life.  Many stay at home moms go to Bible Studies or mom’s groups where their children are cared for by child care workers.  Some stay at home moms swap kids to help one another out.  Some go to the gym while their children go to child care or a kid’s exercise program.  My children have many other adults in their life they are close to besides my husband and I.

5)  Are you ever going back to work?  Although this question does not seem offensive (and for the most part it’s not), be careful when talking to a stay-at-home mom about “work.”  Being a stay at home mom is a job with long hours and some days very few breaks.  It IS work and it IS a job.

6)  You are with your kids all day.  I would go crazy.  Any situation you are in, you learn to adapt.  It is funny when I hear people say to mothers of twins–”Wow I could never juggle two babies.”  As if she had a choice!?  She didn’t plant two babies in her womb.  It’s the same with being at home.  Yes, there are crazy days. Aren’t there crazy days in the working world?  You learn systems, routines, and things that you used to despise grow on you because you get really good at them (for me that would be laundry).  You embrace that homemaking is indeed an art.

7)  My brain would turn to mush if I stayed at home all day!  It’s funny that people assume our days consist of PBS Kids programming and board books–and why this is such a bad thing?  In addition many stay at home moms take on-line classes, write blogs, are in book clubs, lead or manage moms groups or Bible Studies, and work on hobbies.  Not to mention home school moms who are constantly educating themselves and their children.  The TV is not all day with soap operas and talk shows (mine is hardly on at all).  I read the newspaper every morning which I never did (nor had time for) when I was working.

8)  Your house must be spotless since you have so much time to clean.  If the kids are home most of the day, the house will be messy.  Constantly.  When I worked in child care, it was unique.  Your main job was to care for the children and nothing else.  As a stay at home you have sixteen other responsibilities going on all at once–meal planning, laundry, organizing, returning e-mails, taking your kids to activities etc.  There are some days moms cannot get to the cleaning.

9)  Imagine how much more money you would have if you worked.  Money is not everything.  The fancy cars, designer clothes, elaborate vacations will not last.  The time spent together as a family has a lasting impact.  Relationships are more important than stuff.

 


Two weeks ago I was wishing the summer was longer and complaining about the sun going down earlier. Then last week my kids were bouncing off the walls and fighting.  So I suppose I am ready for fall. But not ready for the wet Oregon late fall/winter & spring.

Anyway there are some new items on the agenda this fall.  Last March I was at the end of the “stay at home mom” rope clutching on for dear life.  I told my husband my son needed to be in preschool. I needed a break.  We originally agreed to homeschool him for preschool like we did with our oldest.  I did great with it last fall.  We practiced numbers and counting, learned our days of the week, made Thanksgiving placemats etc.  By January I was tired and overwhelmed with life in general.  Unfortunately his preschool activities were one of the first things I dropped. I felt like I was drowning in guilt.

The first day of my younger kid's "preschool at home."

The first day of my younger kid’s “preschool at home.”

Needless to say I made a little game plan for him and I am very excited to try again.  I am going to include the youngest as much as she is able to participate.  Plus I am teaming up with a friend and we’re going to  take turns teaching one day a week.  It is wonderful to have that support.  I am not a teacher by trade, but the older I get, the more I enjoy it.

My oldest began second grade.  She has a brand new teacher straight out of college.  For a small Christian school, her class is huge with eighteen kids.  This is our third year in this school and we are beginning to form relationships and get to know other families.

My oldest on her first day of second grade

As for fall activities, my oldest tried soccer last year.  She did not hate it, but she was not overly passionate about it either.  Swimming is still her favorite activity.  This child is always the first in the pool and the last one out since she was six months old.  So we will continue with swim lessons.  The middle child is going to try a tumbling class which I hope will be a good outlet for all that energy.

My oldest loves the water!

And as for me I have no marathons on my radar. At least not yet. I have greatly enjoyed biking, swimming, and shorter runs.  I am trying to attend a power lifting class twice a week.  I have actually made the 5:30 AM class a few times.  Who in their right mind gets up at 5 AM?  Lots of people!  I showed up five minutes early last week and I almost did not get a spot. Starting next weekend I am taking an adult swim class.  My goal is to do my first triathlon next spring but I need to be able to swim at least nine laps without huffing and puffing and/or using a kickboard.

It feels great to settle into a fall routine again.


I never dreamed how much I would enjoy watching my kids play

I always wanted kids.  Just not as quickly as some of the girls I was friends with in college and after graduation.  Being a mom was something I looked forward to.  But being a stay at home mom intimidated me.

I went through several years in this insecurity.   I remember taking care of my nephew when he was a few months old.  I loved the cuddle time, taking him on a walk, and laying on the floor among a sea of musical toys.  But it did not come naturally.  I remember thinking, “I could not do this all day.”  The morning and afternoon went by slow and I was looking forward to returning to the refuge of my office the next morning.

A few years later I was working at an after school care program in a Christian school.  There was this sweet little blonde headed girl whose hair was nearly white.  Her face lit up a room and I loved the days she was schedule to be in “after school care.”  One afternoon I arrived out on the playground rounding up my school kids.  She came racing toward me with excitement in her voice, “Mrs. T!  Mrs T!  Guess what?” she yelled.

“What?” I answered.

“I’m not coming to After School Care anymore!  My mom quit her job and decided to stay home with me!” she declared.

I was sad to see her go, but excited for the afternoons gained with her mom.  I did not have kids at the time, but that incident always stayed on my mind.

My oldest turned six in September

My oldest turned six in September

I have been a stay at home mom now for six years.  God has molded me into someone less selfish and more selfless.  Someone less prideful and more humble.  Someone less self-centered and more

My three munchkins

sacrificial.  Someone less restless and discontent and more peaceful.  God used all three of my children, my husband, and several mentors and mom friends on “my stay at home mom” journey.  I know not everyone can be a stay at home.  I realize it is not possible due to many different circumstances. For myself, I relish the new things I gained and not focus on what I left behind.


I, like many of you, was a child of the 1980′s.  I grew up watching the hit TV shows Family Ties, Growing Pains, and the Cosby Show.  I can assume most of you grew up with TV moms like Elyse Keaton, Maggie Seaver, and Clare Huxtable.  I loved those fictional families and recently I watched Cosby reruns on Netflix with my oldest two children.

It is funny to think that all three of these TV moms worked outside of the home. Elyse Keaton was an architect, Maggie Seaver a news reporter, and Clare Huxtable a courtroom lawyer.  Somehow the dads managed prestigious jobs as well.  An adult was always present and no child was ever left in day care.  They made it look easy.

Now family sitcoms have become a thing of the past and reality TV has taken over including “reality family shows” on the TLC network.  I know of a few families who gather together to watch the famous Duggars of Arkansas featured on 19 Kids and Counting.

First of all let me clarify I love the Duggars.  I  watch the show on Netflix with my oldest.  But when watching Jim Bob, Michelle, and their crew of 19, you have to remember–”This IS TV.”  A small (very small) slice of their life is condensed down to a 22 minute segment. The producers are going to create a story using lots of editing that is going to captivate an audience.

This is the main reason I read A Love That Multiplies which is Jim Bob and Michelle’s Duggar’s latest book.  I wanted to learn more of their story beyond the episodic segments. It does give more a picture of the struggles, the tears, the times of fear, and the mistakes.  They have gone through numerous trials in the last two years including loss of parents and a premature birth of their 19th child in which Michelle’s life and her baby were at risk.

I think some of us love the Duggars because we like seeing a close-knit family that focuses on serving and caring for other people.  It is quite different from the dog eat dog scenario of shows like Survivor or the bickering and drama of other reality shows like MTV’s Teen Mom or the former John and Kate Plus 8.  In many ways, the Duggars give breath of fresh air.

We have to remember the Duggars are not super human.  They fail, they struggle, they have conflicts, and their house is not always clean.  They have also paid a price for being in the public eye.  Being in the media spotlight is NOT as glorifying as some make it out to be.

When I think about the kind of mom I want to be, I cling to Galatians 1:10 which says, “Am I now trying to win the approval of men or of God?  Or am I trying to please men?  If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant to Christ.”  Don’t try to be an Elyse Keaton or a Clare Huxtable or a Michelle Duggar.  Don’t try to be like the hip mom across the street or the down to earth mom next door.  Be who God wants you to be.  If you seek Him, I guarantee you His guidance will become clear to you.

Michelle Duggar never claims that her way of living is THE WAY all moms should live.  I was talking to a mom who adheres to some the same principles as the Duggars (no birth control, modest dress, homeschooling) and she truly believes it is the ONLY GOD HONORING WAY to live.  She was trying to convince me that education outside of the home (our kids are in Christian school) and women juggling jobs or careers goes against Scripture.  The Duggars don’t do this.  They aren’t against public education.  They embrace people who don’t wear skirts.   They encourage moms like us to be the best moms we can be in whatever direction God leads us.  I have a tremendous amount of respect for that.  Plus I think I can learn a thing or two from someone who has been through potty training at least seventeen times!


We always joke that children do not come with manuals.  But don’t you feel like you are constantly creating a manual?  And then sometimes throwing out that whole set of directions with the next child and rewriting another?

I used to work in a print shop.  At the end of the day we had to close out the cash register and it was called “z-ing out.”  Not sure where the term came from.  Teaching others to “z” was like explaining how to play a card game like Euchure or Sheepshead.  Each of us made our own little “z” manuals we passed to new employees.  What we failed to realize is we all had our own way of doing it.  The new employees were confused until they figured out the way that worked for them.

Mothering is like that too.  I remember showing up to our mom’s group when my oldest finally figured out how to use the toilet on her own.  A friend in my group had a son slightly older than my daughter who still was in diapers.  I almost said, “Well if you just do what I did and followed steps A, B, and C he would be out of diapers too.”  I think this a big temptation for first time parents as we have not experienced the complex personalities and differences between Child 1 and Child 2.  Now Child 3 is a whole other experience.

Even in our homes we all have our own systems.  My husband makes breakfast for the kids, cleans the kitchen, and has the kids pick up their toys in a totally different way than I do.  I have friends who do laundry every single day and those who do it once a week.  I know people who do all their cleaning during nap time while others are night owls and accomplish everything between the hours of 8 PM and midnight.

We have to find a system that works for us.  It is a process we are forever tweaking.  My household routine changes constantly.  I try things that work, throw out routines that don’t, and sometimes go back to an old routine I had previously quit.  The beauty of it is learning from one another and developing our own unique homemaking and child rearing style.  My heart is humbled as I have learned more since I became a mom almost six years ago to the day!  I am sure I will learn even more in the next six years and beyond.


The following was written by Kristin Buursma, regular contributor to Everyday Mom

An artistic friend recently wrote on her blog about how much she loves photography. She loves to take pictures and hopes that when people see that picture, they wonder “Who is that girl behind the lens?”

Timothy Stoner, in his book, “The God Who Smokes”, writes of the Christian artists need to reflect the true Creator.  The idea is that all artists can use their work, their photos, songs, writings, movies,to lead people  to ask the question “Who is that God behind the art?”

I have always craved to be artistic. As a child, I attempted to sketch dogs and horses like any other girl. Rarely did my sketch look anything like the real thing.  When I paint, the canvas can never compare to the picture in my head and even my trips to clay art studios are a disappointment.

So, how can an artistically challenged girl point people to God? I realized I have art that I’ve been working on 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for the past two and a half years.  This art is my children.

As a mom, I’ve always loved it when people admire my children. Who doesn’t? The best moments are when someone tells you how beautiful your child is and then soon after comments on the fact that she looks so much like you. Of course, the reason that I like this so much is I can then infer if my child is beautiful AND she looks like me – that means I too, must be beautiful.

In addition to physical attributes, I love the moments when I see my husband or myself in my child’s words or actions.  She laughs at the exact same things that her dad laughs at. She uses the same words or phrases that I use.  She comforts and cares for her little brother, just like her dad and I do.  She sings the songs that we sing and so much more.

But now, I have a new desire.  I don’t want people to look at my ‘art’ and see me or my husband.  I want them to look at my art and see the true Creator. Right now, I don’t think this is true. If anything, my children are prime examples of total depravity at its best. Crying, whining, disagreeing – these are all part of the amazing skills of small children.

But what if, as they grow, they grow in to images of their true creator. What if people look at them and say how beautiful they are because of their kindness, compassion, love and goodness?

What if their actions remind people of the actions of God?

Wouldn’t that be an amazing piece of art?



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