So here it is. Here is my proclamation for the entire world to see forever and ever and always. HERE is what I have to say to every group in this world who feels it necessary to judge how well we are living our lives, running our home, raising our children, and “doing religion” all within the context of our beliefs:
A new phase in our life: dating is about to begin.
I thought I would resist the notion. I assumed there would be some internal denial that this could be happening and that my daughter should not be old enough to go on a date with a boy. But, somehow, I’m kind of excited about this new tide. I’m excited for her. I’m not looking forward to heartbreak and tears, or the kind of pain that only a boy can bring. But I am looking forward to the stress of the right outfit for the right date, talking to her about life, and watching her continue to blossom into adulthood.
My mom told me, years ago when Kaylee was just a baby, that there were two areas that a child felt like they had control: eating and sleeping. With everything else, they could not control you or your responses, but for some reason, they feel like they can control food and sleeping.Pin It
I saw something recently a blogger said about writing a book. “You’re not validated as a blogger until you’re selling some book you wrote in your sidebar.” That gave me pause. Maybe because I’m not really a blog reader, I didn’t really pay attention to a trend in bloggers-turned-author.Pin It
Friday, I posted this on my Hallee the Homemaker Facebook page:
My washing machine died, my laptop crashed, my gps went missing, Gregg has National Guard this weekend – which is also my book signing weekend for Topaz Heat, and I have to enroll Scott into public school on Monday.
I’m kinda done. If it wasn’t 10AM, I’d be considering red wine and dark chocolate. But, since it’s 10AM, I’m drinking a strawberry smoothie and prepping to go to the laundromat.
I did it moderately tongue-in-cheek, partially mocking myself, partially complaining. I expected some similarly toned replies. Instead, among many wonderful and encouraging comments, I got these:
I feel a little bit like a fraud. “Christian Homeschooling Mom Enrolls Special Needs Child in Public School.” I don’t know how a family so strongly homeschool minded could end up with not one, but two children in public school and a 4-year-old in a preschool. However, despite what WE thought was best, God has intervened and taken us on a different direction.
Trying to get to the bottom of it, Gabrielle and her husband made a few changes around the house: they pulled her out of preschool, removed television and got rid of most of her toys. The result was a night-and-day change in her behavior. Gone was the anxiety, the tantrums, the anger. In its place, Gabrielle had a content 4-year-old who learned how to entertain herself (and her little sister).Pin It
I am excited to get Hallee the Homemaker back up to what it was before I took a (desperately needed) semi-break. The ideas for posts just come and come — I simply haven’t had the time to actually focus and concentrate and put things together. If we can get me through the summer months (where my “free” time will have to continue to be spent focusing on the next book coming out rather than blogging) then we’ll be back up and rolling!