I am so thankful to God, and my husband that they have allowed and afforded me to be a stay-at-home home-school mom for the past 12 years. We’ve sacrificed, yes, done without extravagant vacations, yes, but without an ounce of regret.
God has always provided, and my children want for nothing. It’s amazing to me how we’ve lived on one salary for so long, and we have no debt. Awesome. I guess that is one of the many reasons I take my job so seriously. When people ask me if I work, my response is, “Not outside the home,” because I certainly work my tuchus off inside the home! Can I get an ‘amen’?
One of the things that I have always tried to do as a mom is to be a memory maker. You know, do special little things that my kids will remember forever. Unfortunately, they will have some not so fond memories, so I try to outweigh them with good ones. I asked my girls to tell me some of the things that I do for them that means the most to them.
These are some of the responses I got:
“I used to love it when you put our baby blankies in the dryer so they could be warm for bedtime, and you put towels in the dryer for after our bath when were so cold.”
“I love that you make special cakes for my birthday.”
“You make heart-shaped muffins for breakfast.”
“You take us on trips as a surprise to go see snow!”
“Letting us have friends sleep over and making chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream.”
“Taking us on surprise field trips for school!”
“Letting us have ‘Fun-Genda’ Night!”
I’m certainly not writing this post to give myself heirs, or to boast…that is not my intention for sure. I am far from a perfect mom. I mess up quite often. That’s when I chalk it up and say, ‘oh well, they’ll need something to tell their therapist someday!’
So, I just love that these little things made positive memories for my girls. When they are mommies someday, doing laundry, and pull a warm towel out of the dryer, I hope they remember the warm towel that wrapped up their tiny little bodies after a bath, and when they take their kids sledding, they will remember the spontaneous trip we took so they could see snow for the first time.
I have memories of my mom letting me put make-up on her, and putting a gazillion bows in her hair. These are the memories that keep us going. I am so thankful to God that I have the world’s best husband, and he makes it possible for me to give these experiences to them.