Greener Grasses

So many days I ponder how I ended up being one of the fortunate women to receive four kids from God. Along with these beautiful gifts from above comes many choices to make that will impact their lives (and mine) forever. I was never the young women that was just dying to hold everyone else's baby. So how did I get four? How on earth did I get chosen to have to do this for so many little lives? And how on earth am I suppose to know what choices to make? I have no idea, but I do know that I have a very important job to do, and I won't be getting a whole lot of pats on the back for doing it until way down the line.

It is so hard to realize each day that the job I am doing has a major impact on the world. One day I will hopefully send four well-rounded, ambitious, compasionate young adults out into the great wide open and will pray for great things. Those four people can accomplish much and touch many. That is, if I do my job right for the next 20 years. No pressure, right? We mothers feel the pressure yet we are buried in lunchboxes and soccer jerseys. It's hard to stay super focused day to day when the paycheck comes in the form of another pile of laundry and the occasional commission pay when you get to go out to dinner without kids.

After eight years of mothering, staying home for half of it, working part time for the other half, I constantly am looking for the right choice in raising my kids. I try to anticipate the what's ahead and get our family prepared. We change things around, try it different, trial and error, until we like what we are doing. But I still see other mothers doing it different, and they look more calm, or serene, or just plain more happy than me, and it drives me to think that I'm doing something wrong, and that I should mix it up again.

I mean, is there a right or wrong?

So with this blog, I intend to examine a lot of the choices in our life, primarily with families and kids, and analyze which choice has the greener lawn, or is it ever greener on the other side?