Never in a million years would I have imagined myself as a stay at home mom. I am the type of person that thrives on “intentional work.” Add to that I had hormonal issues which complicated conception and fertility drugs were not a personal option for me. After discussing that with my husband and opening our home (and our hearts) to a crazy, lovable yellow lab, we had embraced as our roles as puppy parents and agreed if God had plans to make us parents, it would happen on His time.
Fast forward two a half years and we were surprised to find out I was three months pregnant. Talk about a shock to a life in which we had grown completely comfortable! Six months later, we welcomed a healthy little boy, my Moose, and our lives would never be the same. I was fortunate to work for a company who financially supported maternity leave; maternity leave provided a great bonding opportunity and when I returned to work, my heart hurt and I felt like something was missing. I was blessed to work with an amazing boss and she worked with me to allow more time with my little one.
Nine months after my moose was born, the wish I didn’t know I was wishing was granted. My husband received a new job opportunity which moved us from Ohio to southern Mississippi. It was a big desire of mine to not miss Moose’s first birthday and Christmas, so we agreed I would stay home until after the first of the year. We were in the process of looking to buy a house and so the job search was put on hold.
A month after we moved into our new home, we found out I was pregnant with our second child! (isn’t God Amazing?!) With this news, the decision was made for me to continue to stay home.
Even though I had been a stay at home mom for the last 7 months, this was an entirely new journey. Previously, there was an end to the experience; even though I loved spending time with Moose, I missed adult interaction and going to work. It definitely was not an overnight transition, but I learned to embrace my new job as a Stay At Home Mom. And just as we began to find our rhythm, Fox grunted her way into our world and shook things up.
No kids are the same. It’s so cliche, but oh so true. Moose is chill and fairly easy to figure out; Fox- just as soon as you think you know her, she throws a wrench in everything and almost pulls a complete 180. I have definitely questioned my ability to be a stay at home mom, but firmly believe I am right where God wants me to be.