Seasons of Life
I never expected to be a housewife without children.
This journey for me is and has been a difficult one. It’s been difficult for me to accept God’s timing for us in trying for children for the last 3.5 years. For most, if not all, of that time I had been working steadily albeit unhappily at my job. I had high goals for my life and high expectations of myself. At that job I felt I was just waiting around until something big happened. Then it did. As I was moving to another program, I was told that I was going through material too fast and that they had heard background noise ( a big no no when you work from home as a Call Center Rep, which I completely understood.) which was impossible because at the time I was in a hotel and no where near my noisy home of (at that time) two dogs. I was told that I wasn’t right for the program because of this and my job was therefore terminated. I couldn’t go back to my old program but I didn’t really want to. I hated every aspect of that job. I felt undervalued, not appreciated, and had strict rules to abide by. Ones that in my opinion, didn’t really make sense! So as I sat there in the hotel room I sobbed for what seemed like an hour. What would I do next? What would be my path? Where was I to go? I knew I didn’t want to be back in front of a computer screen all day long, I was very good with a face-to-face interaction type of job. So I began searching through my mind on things that I enjoyed, which started with me going to get a pedicure to perk myself up. It was there I thought, hey I can do this, and that led to me completing Aesthetics school and of course, my license. After that I was in limbo again. I knew that once I’d finished school and my license that we would go immediately back to our plan to have children. For about a month I enjoyed doing nothing. Going to Aesthetics school was a long journey every day – driving an hour, working/learning, and driving an hour home. But then I began to get restless, as I often do when I don’t have anything to do. My help came from lots of prayer to be satisfied with the seasons in my life. I know there will be a time when I wish I could have a quiet moment or go to the bathroom solo or sleep in or do whatever it is I want to without so many little faces depending on me and it seems as if most times I was rushing that. I wanted that chaos. I wanted to feel needed on a different level. Maybe that’s the idea of motherhood calling out, being needed. I know my husband needs me but it’s a different need than having children. Children actually need you for the simplest of tasks. I need my husband emotionally but having a child depend on me for guidance and basic necessities is very very different. I always want to plan ahead, think of what’s next, what’s next instead of enjoying what I’m doing now. I didn’t pray for patience, I prayed for contentment in my life. Being content with this season of being a housewife sans children, enjoying my husband selfishly for a little longer. It’s difficult for me. But deep down I know it is what I need to be doing. I know it’s what will please God. Satisfied.











