From Honeymoons to Happy Homes
Jul. 11, 2005 at 7:35 AM
family
"Honey, what are you doing?" I inquired of my new husband shortly after our honeymoon.
"Making the bed." He replied matter of factly.
"But I just made it a few minutes ago."
"Yeah, but there was a crease from the mattress pad that was bugging me and I wanted to fix it. But instead of complaining to you about how you did it I thought I would just fix it myself."
Clearly, the honeymoon hadn't ended. I had one terrific husband and I wanted to do everything I could to keep the honeymoon going. I thanked him profusely and we went on with our day.
The years went by and we settled into a normal pattern of life. Our habits were sensible and our marriage was a happy one. The children arrived shortly thereafter and my husband began to attend night school at U of M to earn an MBA.
Our sensible home life was displaced by study groups and late night term papers. Slowly, I began to take on more and more of life's daily decisions. My husband was busy with his schooling and working full time. My keeping an organized home was necessary to maintain order and allow Steve the time required to complete his studies. We lived in campus housing so I shared my time with other mothers in a similar situation. It was a difficult time but not totally unpleasant.
We began the MBA program with one six month old and left with three children under three. When the graduation day arrived, a party was thrown for both of us and I received gifts as well. We both worked hard to allow Steve time to study and my efforts were recognized by our family and friends. We were just glad it was over and we could move on with our lives.
Steve accepted a job with GMAC finace and I was pregnant with our fourth child. Kristin was fast approaching "school age". I was still in the habit of making family decisions. Unfortunately, that didn't change with graduation. I had read many books and attended a few conferences by this time so I was ready to begin homeschooling.
The early school years went very well. We also purchased our first home and the seemed to be developing well. I now had five children seven and under and life was busy but fun. Gradually, I noticed a few subtle changes in the children. My son, who was about 6, seemed to get a little angrier than normal. He seemed frustrated. But about what, I did not know.
I began to pray and ask God to show me the source of this change. And prayed that HE would provide a solution to "my son's problem". Little did I understand the impact that prayer would have on me and my family...........
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For a little more background info, please read Choosing Home.
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posted by PatriciaWHunter on Jul. 11, 2005 at 7:50 AM
..and can't wait to see how God answered your prayer!
posted by LoneStarMama on Jul. 11, 2005 at 9:56 AM
Don't keep us waiting long : )
posted by 3FoldChord on Jul. 11, 2005 at 10:28 AM
ryc-- did you go through your husband having a heart attack/ major medical episode , too? I'll have to read....
posted by spunkyhomeschool on Jul. 11, 2005 at 10:30 AM
No, Steve didn't have a heart attack but you could say that someone had heart surgery.
Spunky
posted by 3FoldChord on Jul. 11, 2005 at 10:32 AM
God gave me so many answers and such deep insight on my boys and what they needed for their autism spectrum disorders. long before i knew it was autism spectrum and before I ever read any books or talked to therapists or psychologists. Now that I have read and talked, I see that God showed me to do all that 'therapy stuff' that is in the books and that the pyschologists suggest long before, way back when they were less than 2 yrs old. I think that is why they are doing so well today. God gave me an early start with them.
posted by 3FoldChord on Jul. 11, 2005 at 10:49 AM
I appriciate your encouragement, but if you mean a spiritual heart surgery, it's not the same as medical, biological issues.
posted by spunkyhomeschool on Jul. 11, 2005 at 10:53 AM
I understand that. I was just using a metaphor to answer your question. My dad had a heart attack and emergency surgery and I understand the difficulties and differences first hand.
Spunky
posted by blestwithsons on Jul. 11, 2005 at 12:40 PM
Why do I have the feeling that this story will end with me feeling smacked upside the head/heart with a truckload of conviction? Oh crumbs - I both dread and eagerly await the next installment. (grin)