The Accidental Homemaker… My First Post at Purposeful Homemaking

Me, a Happy Homemaker?  How on earth did I get here?

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The absolute last thing on earth I ever thought I’d be is a homemaker.
The last thing I ever thought I’d WANT to be is a homemaker.  Some mornings I wake up and I think I must still be sleeping since this has to be a very bizarre dream. How did I end up here anyway?

When I was a child I never knew anyone who stayed at home to take care of their children, their husband, and their home.

I sit here right now scratching my head trying to think of anyone, anyone at all!  Even my friends’ moms.  Not one comes to mind. In my world EVERYONE went to work every single day no matter what. The only exception to that rule was my grandmother.  I was blessed to be able to stay with her while my mother worked and I wasn’t in school.  That only happened because she collected social security disability ever since the debilitating brain tumor and surgery she had when I was a little girl.  I honestly didn’t think anyone stayed home.  Homemakers were a figment of TV fiction.

I recently accepted a contributing writer’s spot at Purposeful Homemaking.  It is a wonderful Christ centered blog that celebrates the roll of wife and mother.  You can read the rest of my first piece on how I became an Accidental Homemaker here.  Leave a comment and let us know you dropped by.  Be sure to check back next month when I share some of my bumbles, mishaps, and catastrophes as I learned all things domestic.
Happy Monday!
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