|My great-Grandpa, cousins and my 6th grade me in the back.|
Well.....this has not been my life. I married late 20s and welcomed a baby after I was 30. I welcomed another baby and have 2 boys. My goal of 10 children gets questioned, awed, and chided. Some are well intentioned and others just don't understand my mother heart. God had a different plan for me. He always does....and I don't always understand or better said have the patience to understand. Instead of marrying, I got a degree. In fact I got 2 degrees - Social Work & Marriage and Family Counseling. (There's a minor in Spanish too somewhere in there.)
|My Mama, Katie, Me, & Grandpa K|
God knew that I need to have a balance in my life so in my church service I taught children. "Normal" children without crisis in their lives. No child is normal - all are amazing with different abilities, likes, dislikes, and behaviors. I learned to love the children through church and their parents. Being in Primary was such a contrast to my job. Like night and day. My soul was soothed in Primary.
When I "retired" from being monetarily paid for my work to being a Domestic Goddess, I struggled. I didn't know what do with my time as the Mama. I wanted to be the Mama at least since 6th grade and probably before 6th grade. So why was it so difficult?
It was hard because my mind had been engaged in solving things for others. Hard traumatic problems. My sons' problems were that of changing their diapers, feeding, or playing with a rattle. Not so hard and not so traumatic. Yet as always God had a plan. He taught me through teaching in Primary. I needed to associate with children and families who were normal with daily problems of their own who could solve them on their own and would at times experience their own traumas. Primary taught me to be a Mother and not a counselor.
This topic was provoked by Wordfull Wednesday at Chocolate on my Cranium.
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