I don’t think there is just one reason why I decided to
become a homemaker. In some ways, I don’t know that it was an entirely
conscious decision, but just something that I always felt I would do.
My own mother was, and still is, an excellent example to me,
and while I didn’t always appreciate her when I was young, as I grew older I
realized how much I wanted to follow in her footsteps and be home with my own
children.
I am a member of a very family-oriented church that
encourages women to be the primary caretakers of their children, and I have
always agreed with that model. Although seen as old-fashioned by many in
today’s world, those that know me would agree that I am a bit old-fashioned,
and traditional family roles suit me well.
I did always want to go to college and have experiences
working and traveling before marriage, but I knew that ultimately I wanted to
have children and develop my skills as a homemaker. I would say that my college
and work experiences have only helped me to be a better homemaker, and I am
continually seeking opportunities to learn even more.
I have always believed that homemaking is about more than
just cooking and cleaning and changing diapers. It is about creating a space
where your family can gather and feel happy and safe. A home should be
somewhere that you want to be,
somewhere to enjoy meals, play games, learn new skills, and make memories
together.
While some days are hard, or boring, or lonely, or any
number of things, I never think to myself that I wish I was doing some other
kind of work. I develop my skills in sewing, cooking, and household repairs. I
am constantly learning about everything from organizing to parenting to anger
management. I feel accomplished when I look over my clean house and organized
rooms. But most of all, I love spending a day playing and snuggling with my
little one and then relaxing and enjoying time with my husband.
To anyone that might wonder if homemaking could every be as
fulfilling as any other job, I can honestly say that I love what I do and
wouldn’t have it any other way.
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