How It All Began: Adventures in Motherhood, Part I
To bring you up to speed on our lives: This week, my youngest started kindergarten, and the other two started in 2nd and 4th grade. This week, my mom left after a two-week stay here where she did all my dishes and laundry. (Thanks, Mom!) This week, my husband went on a week-long backpacking trip to Colorado while I stayed home to get the kiddos off to school. (Thanks, dear!) We're also in the middle of buying a house and becoming foster parents. Like, right now. One life event never seems to be enough in our family, we prefer juggling two or three simultaneously. But, I digress. Lately all these changes have caused me to think about defining moments in my life, moments that clearly outlined the path I knew I wanted to take. 9 1/2 years ago, I felt like my life should look like this all the time: Regal, intellectual husband who "abounded in the work of the Lord" as the senior pastor of our small church in a rural town Modestly clad, doting wife who spent hour...