It was always my desire (based on my experience of having my mom stay home with me for many years, and a desire God placed on my heart many years ago) to stay at home with my kids. I’ve really come to claim the home as my domain. I enjoy being at home and taking care of my home. I know our family is better off (for us that means less stressed and more organized) because of the effort I put into creating an inviting, relaxing, well-run home life. I certainly feel like I’ve been called to a stay-at-home mom life.
But the funny thing is that it’s also very obvious to me that I’ve been called to be a working mom too. It’s been necessary for me to contribute to the family finances since my husband and I got married, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. Plus, I’ve been given (and I’ve cultivated) marketable skills and talents – and wouldn’t it be a total waste of potential if I didn’t use them?
That was a fork in the road that I reached in 2008. It didn’t feel right to be working outside the home anymore (even though my husband and I didn’t have kids yet, I knew I needed to start laying the groundwork for when we did), but not contributing to the family finances wasn’t an option either. So I struck out on my own and began working from home. It’s been a rollercoaster ride, but it’s the absolute best thing I could have ever done for my family.