My husband and I returned from the most relaxing, wonderful anniversary trip on Saturday. We were so excited to see our babies! About an hour after we got home, I was ready to go back. What was supposed to make me rejuvenated and really appreciate my role as a mother actually served to exaggerate how much dang work goes into the job. I was thinking, if every day I could prepare meals for five, for example, considering all the varying tastes, willingness, and nutritional needs - and acutally enjoy it! Even the clean up afterwards. Then, my life would reach perfection! I happened read an article called 'Strengthening Future Mothers" by Susan W. Tanner last night, and it gave me inspiration:
"My best and most consistent example in learning the joys of homemaking and mothering was my own mother. She told me many times every day how much she treasured being a mother and homemaker, and then she lived those words in every action. She sang as she folded laundry; she exulted over the clean smell in a freshly scrubbed bathroom; she taught me how to read and write, sew and cook, love and serve. Because she emanated the Spirit and the fruits of love, joy, peace, meekness, longsuffering, and temperance, I felt it, and I knew I wanted the same things in my life."
So, that's the ticket, sing as you fold the laundry! And talk about how much you love it, all the time. Which leads us to aprons, how you ask? Let me see if I can explain. I want to do a series on the subject. Beautiful aprons symbolizing joy in the tasks. I have some lovely images in my mind. And some exquisite apron designs to work from. My sister Cass, who not only attends to her tasks in funky aprons but heels as well, gave me a neat apron last spring. I'll try and get a picture of it on this post. It will make a good leaping off point. This might be a good one, expecially for you closet bloggers, to comment on. I need to know that I am not the only one thinking these things!!