I wasn’t planning on breaking my self imposed blogging hiatus until I felt like I had this mothering thing down a bit better. Juggling a toddler and a newborn is difficult. I don’t know if I ever will have this mothering thing down, but something happened that I feel only sharing will help me process it.
Hunny got fired yesterday.
Just in case you forgot, Peapod is a month old. And the holidays are around the corner.
First of all, I’d like to express how proud I am to be married to a man who kept working a soul crushing day job just because he didn’t want to be without a paycheck. I think all artists have to work a soul crushing day job once in their lives. I remember watching a biography on Beck who said he worked many soul sucking day jobs including having to alphabetize the porn section at a video store. I’m not saying his job was that bad, but my husband dreaded going to work everyday for the past three and a half years.
Hunny put this verse up on the fridge a week or so ago because he’d been having a rough time at work:
Call upon me in the time of trouble; I will deliver you, and you shall glorify me. Psalm 50:15
I know God is going to show His glory through this. He is going to come through for us in a mighty way.