Growing up, I had one clear plan for my life: I planned to get married and raise a family. I wanted to be a mother. Incidentally, my secondary wish was to be a teacher. Neat how homeschooling blends the two together!
I cannot remember that I ever dreamed of being a maid, a cook, a secretary, a clerk, a tax preparer, or a decorator. Obviously, my family responsibilities include parts of each of those roles. I admit to not being very good at most of them...or should I say I have many opportunities for improvement!
I have always been surprised when people say "oh, I can't wait to put my child in preschool/kindergarten" or "I can't wait for summer vacation to be over so I can have the house to myself again". OK, I do occasionally like to have the house to myself, but honestly, if I turn a large chunk of my children's lives over to the schools, what am I left with? Oh yeah, the cooking and the cleaning and the bills...and not enough of the teaching and learning and rejoicing together part that I always looked forward to motherhood for.
I am NOT a cook. I am NOT a maid. I am NOT a clerk.
I am a mother.
Come meet me at the sandbox.