If you haven't been here before, then you wouldn't know that I am a homeschooling mom to 6 of the most precious children in the world - not including my little girl and other baby (which I believe was a boy) that are now in heaven. You can read more about my baby journey here.
As part of our what we call "language lessons", our homeschool curriculum has the children in grammar grades learn to recite this poem:
Work by Anonymous
Work while you work,
Play while you play,
This is the way
To be happy each day.
All that you do,
do with your might,
things done by halves,
are never done right.
This little poem has been on my mind for the last nine months because my life has been a whole lot of work and has had to forget the play part. Before starting my business and blogging, you would never had seen me with a cell phone in hand or, gasp, on Facebook. I hated the idea of social media and getting techie. I can do all that stuff, but didn't need it. I spend most of my days barefoot, without makeup, and creating culinary delights with our whole food lifestyle.
I've had to give that up for a time. It is hard for me not to constantly "talk" about my children and my husband because I love them so much. I've often thought about having a mommy blog, or a foodie blog, etc. because there are so many aspects I'd love to share with you, especially how blessed I am. Obviously, I've found a whole new world in blogger land and am feeling this is God's direction for me.
So, you may be asking, why haven't I shared more? Well...this past year put me through trials that were soooo stinkin' hard. My pregnancies are not what I would say easy. No, I don't end up in bed rest each time, but my start to them is very hard physically. Because we had two losses in between our four year old boy and last little girl, this time was particularly scary, but I chose to lean on God throughout it all.
My, now 9 month old, sweetie was supposed to be born at home in our newly renovated bedroom, and be welcomed by all her brothers and sisters, and we were to relish this sweet fleeting time. God had different plans.
