I feel like I'm about to begin a new career.
All interviews are completed. All background checks are done. My paperwork has been approved and filed. Now it's just a matter of time before the first big day. Yikes.
My new career will be Motherhood. For the time being, it'll be the stay-at-home kind. I pray that God equips me with the energy and determination to not only care for our child but run this household like never before. (Again...yikes!)
I want our bathroom to be spotless and our suppers to be scrumptious. I want our laundry to be fluffy and folded. I want our floors to be clean, our counters to be sterile, and our pennies to
s t r e t c h .
But how does a girl perfect this craft when she's had no formal training on it? They did not teach me this in grad school.
Missing prerequisites checkers my resume. I still have trouble getting that pesky black mold out of our shower. And life has been too busy for me to clean the toilet as often as I'd like to.
I don't see the wads of dog hair in the corners of our living room like Michael does, and sometimes I question the ethics of why one should bother to make a bed, pair together socks, or fold laundry when they will so quickly be undone anyhow. (Seriously. I think about this often and always have.)
Please pray for me, dear reader, that I can be the kind of homemaker I want to be! God, help me to not stand in the way of myself being for my husband and child all that I can be.