The definition of homemaker is as follows:
1. The establishment or management of a home; duties of a home
2.of or relating to the management of a home.
I however, do not like that definition…homemaking, to me means so much more.
Homemaking is not something to go in to lightly…homemaking needs to be intentional.
I do not ”just” manage my home…I love my home…and everything in it.
Everything I do is done out of LOVE.
Everything involved with being a homemaker stems from my desire to be a mom, a helpmate for my husband. I clean with the intention of making our home peaceful, I bake because I love giving my family food that I have made out of love. We home-school because we feel that It is our job to teach our daughter, not only about God, but about the world that she will soon be stepping into.
Everyone is given a purpose, mine is to be a homemaker, and to do so with love.
There have been many times that I have thought if only I had a “real” job, then I would be helping my family more.
And there is a “little” truth in that statement, I could get a job outside the home and bring a bigger income in, but not nearly enough for me to hang up my apron and walk out the door each day.
Please don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with being a working mom. I worked until the day my daughter was born, and was unable to go back to work as planned, due to her being a preemie. I often look back on that time, and think how even then, God had is hand in me being a homemaker. I will forever be grateful to the parents who have let me watch their children in my home, because without them I wouldn’t be able to be a stay at home mom.
I have tried many times to “get a job” and each time the door was firmly closed. I was constantly looking for a way to bring a contribution to my family.
It took me a while to understand that I was already helping my family by being at home. I took care of the meals, the lessons and all the housework.
When I started looking at my homemaking as how I could bless my family, my outlook changed. I realized that while I was trying to bless them, I was actually the one being blessed.
I was blessed to be able to stay at home and home-school my daughter.
I was blessed to with a husband who works hard to provide for us.
I was blessed with a home to clean, and a family to pick up after.
I was blessed, because I was loved.
I love the season we are in right now! I have been trying to be a blessing to my family by being an intentional homemaker.
By LOVING each way I can bless them, even if it is making milk-less muffins for my daughter, folding countless loads of laundry, picking up toys and clothes that have been forgotten, taking the time for EXTRA tuck ins at night, and reading books over and over again because they are my daughters favorite.
Sometimes being an intentional homemaker also means I have to look past the mess and realize that for this season, I will NOT have perfectly spotless home, I have to step over the toys and take a deep breath, instead of grumbling that they are “still” on the floor, I need to give my hubby a few minutes of downtime after a long day of work, before asking him to do something or telling him about my day, even though I am ready to talk a mile a minute the moment he walks in :)
I am still a work in progress…and sometimes I fail.
But each new morning brings His grace, and I wake with the determination that I can and will be a blessing to my home, my family and my friends.