Well, August is already gone. This went so fast! I'm a little sad. Summer was so short this year. Or so it seems.
But on to bigger and better things!
For next month, I am going to post more things that pertain to The Family: A Proclamation to the World. The reason for this is from the inspiration of a fellow blogger. Check her out at We Talk of Christ, We Rejoice In Christ.
She is so inspiring. I love all the gospel centered activities she does with her family.
For me, I get so caught up in the chores I need to accomplish each day to keep some semblance of order in our lives, that I don't think I focus on the things that REALLY matter. My family. The ones I want to be with FOREVER! Hopefully this will help me find homemaking and motherhood even more enjoyable.
Don't get me wrong, I love being a mother. And getting to be home with the ones I brought into this world is the best blessing! Trust me, it is so much harder to be a working mom. I had to work for nine years. I would cry almost everyday. Especially when I had to leave the really little ones. Julia was just 2 months old when I had to return to work. I would go feed her each day at lunch, then cry all the way back to work. But I was able to help get us off food stamps and that was worth it.
Then when I was able to leave the workforce and be a stay-at-home mom, I was so excited!! I had all these visions of how the days would go!! I would get up and make an elaborate breakfast. Start laundry, exercise, read to the little ones, do all kids of crafts and activities with them, all while keeping an immaculate home. I would always read my scriptures. Bake bread. Memorize all the scriptures and hymns. Keep up with all the sewing projects and craft ideas. Be a great missionary. Read to myself.
And now I am lucky if everyone has clean underwear.
But does this mean I'm not a good mom, or that I'm not living the gospel. No!! As long as I'm doing all I can do, and treating others well, then I am doing great. No where in The Proclamation does it say that I have to have a spotless house, or that all our clothing must be homemade.