I don't believe we are in Kansas anymore Toto!

My goodness, what a looooong drive it was across Kansas. At over 415 miles of small valleys and lots and lots of flat land, we finally crossed the border into Colorado sometime after midnight CST (even though we crossed time zones about 20 miles or so from the CO border).

We stopped at a church just North of Springfield, MO yesterday on our way out of town. Since we are from the Lone Star State, we went to the Lone Star Baptist Church. It was a bigger church than our home church, but the people were very welcoming. I felt as comfortable there as I would on the pew at New Hope. The preacher brought a message from Genesis 3 about Adam and Eve and the Garden. It was titled the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.

We were back on the road headed for Colorado at about 12:45 (after church). We stopped at a cheese store where there were free samples. Dakota had a blast, I think she thought it was an all you could eat cheese buffet. Back on the road again, we eventually made it to Kansas. I wasn't able to get a picture of the welcome sign because it was at the side of a major highway interchange in Kansas City. So I got a picture of the exit sign instead. We stopped in Wamego, KS and went to the Wizard of OZ museum. I didn't realize, but the kids didn't really understand what they were seeing. I didn't know that they hadn't already seen the movie. So I guess that is something I will see if we can do this summer.

We stayed in an old model motel in Limon, CO. It had a normal door knob with a key instead of a magnetic card entry. It was a nice large room and it had a small refrigerator. We paid less for this one than any of the others we stayed in.

I'm off for now, hopefully to post again not to long from now.

On the road again!

Originally we planned on leaving this afternoon to head to Colorado by way of New Mexico for our vacation. But sometimes you never know what to expect with us. Wednesday afternoon we decided to go to Colorado by way of Graceland. Yep, the one in Memphis, TN. So we started out Friday morning from home (in TX) and headed toward Memphis, stopping often along the way.

Let me just ask you, have you ever traveled any distance with 3 very energetic children. There is only so much sitting that a body and mind can take, and it's even less in kids. They say some of the funniest things. They notice things on the roadside that only a child would see. They perceive things so much differently than us adults. And I must add the inevitable question, "ARE WE THERE YET?" or the way they rephrase it when threatened of uttering those words again. My favorite, "How much farther?" like they have any real sense of distance at this age.

So, back to our itenerary. We really planned just to take it easy and have a good time. We can't check in to our campsite in Rocky Mountain National Park until Monday afternoon. That gives us the weekend to leisurely drive (and stop) across part of this great country. We stopped in Hot Springs, AR on Friday and visited the mountain tower. The kids were excited, but it was short lived. "Ok, we've seen it, can we go now!" We stayed in West Memphis, AR that night, and then Saturday we set out for Graceland. Now Gary and I had made this trip on our honeymoon 10 years ago, but things and places change, and I think we enjoyed it as much this time if not more because the kids were here with us. After seeing everything at Graceland, we turned back and headed toward Colorado. We stopped on the Mammoth Springs, on the border of Arkansas and Missouri, at a little park and took pictures in front of a very forceful and beautiful waterfall. It was amazing at the temperature difference. On the bank of the water source, it must have been 15 degrees cooler than it was 10 feet away from the edge. It was breath-takingly beautiful, and the sound of the rushing water is something I could listen to for hours.

Here it is, Sunday morning. I sit here in the motel, in Springfield, MO, journaling our trip on my blog. Everyone is still sleeping. I guess this is a vacation in and of itself. I don't normally get up before day-break, but I saw the sunrise this morning (ok, even if it was only through the curtain). It feels funny not being at home for church today, but we will stop somewhere along the way to worship. I was searching for a church to visit, but felt like maybe we should let God lead us where he wants us this morning.

Our plans are to continue toward Independece, MO. and then across Kansas into Colorado. I don't know how many more sights we will see, but I think the scenery has been great so far.

Mission Accomplished

I set out to enter the Scrapbooker of the Year contest through Creating Keepsakes Magazine. With everything that has been going on lately, I pushed it to the back burner. I had it in my mind that I had until May 29 to postmark my entry. After reading the contest requirements again, I suddenly realized it had to be in their hands by the 29th. I went into panic mode. How was I possibly going to finish everything and get it there in time. I faced one issue after another. First, I didn't have enough projects for entry. Once I completed that, I had to list all the products and techniques listed in each individual project. That became an increasinly difficult task because I don't keep a running list. So on the projects that I already had completed, I had to figure out what supplies were used. After compiling a detailed list, I had to get all the information onto the computer so that I could put my portfolio together. This is where I began to try to figure out how I was going to get my 12x12 pages into digital format without loosing the quality of my work. Following much deliberation, a few tantrums, and a little ranting and raving, I realized my only option was to photograph them. Let me just add, the lighting indoors is horrible, the heat and mosquitos outside were even worse. Finally, with all my projects photographed, it was time to combine the supply lists and the projects. I can't begin to tell you how many times I nearly gave up. I think my computer was suffering from overload as much as I was. It became very sluggish and I had to reboot a few times. Perservering through it, I continued until I had everything ready to print. I wanted high-quality prints to insure that the extreme effort that has been put into this whole entry wasn't diminished by the look of a home printer. With only hours left, I phoned Office depot to find out how late they were open. Sigh, finally some good news. I had time to make it there and get the prints I needed before they closed and they were on sale. Not realizing that one Office Depot was different from another, I ran to Hunstville instead of Conroe only to learn that they closed at 6 pm. Two and a half hours before I arrived and now there was not enough time to make it to Conroe before they closed. In a panic, I didn't know what else to do. I put all this effort into this, meeting opposition from every angle it seemed. Sick at my stomach by this time because I felt like I was out of options, Gary decided to call Conroe and see if Kinkos was still open. By a miracle, they stayed open until 10pm. So, we head to Conroe, arriving at Kinkos at 9:30 or so. Simply greatful that they are still open, I approached the clerk for assistance. She informs me that the files are in the wrong format, and that she will have to charge me $2.50 per file to open them plus $.49 a print. I've had about as much as one person can stand. How much more am I expected to take. I have worked so hard, but I just couldn't waste the money. How could I justify spending that for the click of a mouse. I suppose at this point the clerk sees my frustration and lets me in on the fact that I can use the self serve computer for $12 an hour and print them myself for $1 a print. I take that option, but with so much emotional turmoil going on inside, I printed the first set in black and white, so I wasted that money and time. I couldn't take it anymore. The tears dripped out. With one last effort, I tried to get it right this time. Finally, there I had it, almost $30 later. I went to the post office first thing this morning and sent it out overnight mail for an additional $20. So, the lesson here is, don't procrastinate, IT COSTS!!!!!!

Where does the time go?

I can't believe it has been 2 months since I have even been around to update my blog. I have been busy with close to my heart and scrapbooking. I had my greatest month so far in April. I would so love to earn the trip to New Zealand. Who knows, it just might happen. I started scrapping with the senior citizens, but we've had to postpone until the fall. I've also started listing some of my work on etsy to sell. Check it out at www.mrsfancyface.etsy.com I only have 3 items listed so far, but I am sure I will have more in the near future. I have also spent the last month or so working on our ladies night out for church. Our theme was sparkle for Jesus and our verse was Isaiah 43:4. I will have to come back and post the devotional I brought. I couldn't have done it without the wonderful help and support of other certain ladies. They know who they are. I was able to use alot of my paper crafting talents for the event. In other news, I have been asked to consider taking the position of Historian for our district WMA chapter and to become an adult leader for our local 4-H chapter. I am in prayer about these things. I love to be involved and feel important, but I don't want to be to b.u.s.y. With summer fast approaching, I think the kids would really enjoy 4-H. I have been wanting to get piano lessons for the kids for some time now, and I am praying for God to open a door and make that happen. Next month, we embark on our family vacation. Originally, we were heading for Tennessee, but somewhere along the line, things changed, and we are going back to Colorado. I didn't really think I would be excited to go back to the same places we've already been, but I really think I am. I think we may have cheated ourselves last time. We didn't stay as long as we had planned, and there wasn't really any snow. This time, there should still be snow on the ground, and we are planning a 7-day stay. We purchased a larger tent, and have been getting things in order for this time. In the way of birthdays this month, we simply went out to Incredible Pizza, watched movies and played in the arcade for Mason's bday and we had a small family fish-fry for Gary. Gary had ACO school this week, and he wanted me to go with him. So, I stayed in the hotel and scrapbooked and played on the computer while he was in class, and we just enjoyed each others company without the interruption of children. The stayed with Papa, and experienced life without mom and dad for a week. They did well, but by today, we were all ready to be reunited again. We made it back, safe and sound, without incidents. I guess that catches things up. Hopefully, it won't be 2 months before I get back on here.

She's growing up!

She lost her first tooth today. Can I just say that this makes me a little sad. I am not ready for her to grow up yet. Losing her tooth is just one more thing that confirms she is growing up. It all seems to have happened so fast. Where did my tiny little "Coda" go? Where is the little girl who was so small that people were amazed when she began walking, thinking she was to young to walk because of her size. It's official, my baby isn't a baby anymore....but you know what, she came to me and said "Even when I'm a teenager mommy, I'll still be your baby!" She still has a way of melting my heart even if she is growing up.

Help me tell their story!

For some time now I have been seeking God's guidance and direction in regards to how I could honor and glorify Him using my talents. After the recent passing of my niece, I was asked to create a scrapbook for her mom. Until that time, I really hadn't realized just how important a legacy I was involved in. I have been scrapbooking for 9 years now. With the pieces being revealed to me a little at a time, the picture is starting to form. I see how I can use my talents now. I am starting a Nursing Home Ministry. The plans are to seek out the stories of the elders before they leave this world. It's common knowledge that most people in a nursing home are on a limited budget and are most likely there because they can no longer care for themselves. I am seeking donations or contributions for scrapbook supplies for this ministry. I have been in touch with several major scrapbook manufacturers, and of the ones that have replied, none are able or willing to donate. But I am not going to let that stop me. I have posted a thread on www.Tallyscrapper.com and on www.twopeasinabucket.com and a few of the ladies there have been so kind and gracious as to donate from there personal supplies. May God bless them for there efforts. With plans to visit at least monthly, those supplies won't last forever. I know that God will supply according to His riches in His time, even if that means I am only able to sit down with a spiral notebook and write their stories as the tell me.

If you want to assist with this ministry, contact me and I will send you the necessary information, and if you aren't sure how you can contribute, simply PRAY for this ministry.

Hand-picked for the Master's bouquet!

This is a photo of my niece that passed today. She is 2 in the photo, but her features haven't changed since. She went home to be with the Lord. It is bittersweet. I am sad that I won't see her anymore, and I can only imagine what her mother must be feeling at this time of great loss, but I take comfort in knowing that she is in heaven, frolicking like little girls do as she crawls up in God's lap and says "It's beautiful here, I am so glad to be here." I picture here asking God to take away mommy's sadness.

At about 3 weeks old, she was diagnosed with myoclonicendocephalopothy, basically a seziure disorder. The doctors told us that she would not live beyond 2 years and that she would always be in a vegetative state. We have been blessed with her for 4 1/2 years in all.

After her diagnosis, I wrote a poem that I would read when this day came. Even though she was disabled, and we knew this day would come, you just can't prepare yourself for what you have to face.

The poem reads: A MEETING WAS HELD QUITE FAR FROM EARTH: IT'S TIME AGAIN FOR ANOTHER BIRTH. SAID THE ANGEL TO THE LORD ABOVE; A SPECIAL CHILD NEEDS MUCH LOVE, HER PROGRESS MAY BE VERY SLOW; ACCOMLISHMENTS SHE MAY NOT EVER SHOW. SHE'LL REQUIRE EXTRA CARE FROM ALL THE FOLKS SHE'LL MEET DOWN THERE. SHE MAY NOT RUN OR LAUGH OR PLAY; HER THOUGHTS MIGHT SEEM QUITE FAR AWAY. IN MANY WAYS SHE WON'T ADAPT AND SHE'LL ME KNOWN AS HANDICAPPED. SO LET'S BE CAREFUL WHERE SHE'S SENT FOR WE WANT HER LIFE TO BE CONTENT. PLEASE LORD, FIND THE FAMILY WHO WILL DO THIS SPECIAL JOB FOR YOU. THEY MAY NOT REALIZE RIGHT AWAY; THE LEADING ROLE THEY ARE ASKED TO PLAY. BUT WITH THIS CHILD SENT FROM ABOVE, COMES STRONGER FAITH AND RICHER LOVE. AND SOON THEY'LL KNOW THE PRIVILEDGE GIVEN IN CARING FOR THEIR GIFT FROM HEAVEN. FOR THIER PRECIOUS CHARGE SO MEEK AND MILD IS HEAVENS OWN......VERY SPECIAL CHILD

Not so Redneck after all

I did this bridal photo shoot today. I loaded the photos and then began looking through them, and I was surprised at myself. I am shocked that I actually took the pictures. I mean, they look like some expensive professional photographer took them. I have been professionally taking pictures now for about 3.5 years, but I mostly do families, kids, and seniors...I haven't really ever done much in the way of glamour.
More than feeling good about my work, I am just so pleased to have had such a wonderfully pleasing shoot. I mean, lots of times, folks want things so perfect that they stress over every little detail. and that stress, stresses me out. This bride was perfect. She was sweet, and easy-going, very down to earth. If all photo shoots were that easy, I might be inclined to do them more often. Truth is, I am nervous every time I have a new client. I worry if they will be pleased, or will I be able to accommodate their needs or wants. I so did not have that worry today. Look at the results:

the Lighthouse

Wednesday night, we attended a gospel concert performed by the FAITHFUL QUARTET at Pine Grove Baptist Church. They sang beautifully, but the greatest victory was the one soul that came to know JESUS. How glorious an occasion for this man to turn his life of to Jesus. Afterwards, we enjoyed good old-fashioned Christian fellowship. Of course there was food. Thursday night we went to Mimms Baptist Church in Conroe for their annual bible conference. This was the 2nd year we have been able to go, and I tell you...the music and the messages are so wonderful and God-filled, that you can't help but to be on fire for the Lord. Like a lighthouse, you want to be a shining light for others that they might see Jesus in you. Brother Herb Reavis was one of the two preachers tonight, and he delivered a message so powerful, and so honest. You can see Jesus oozing out of his poors. I pray that all christians would be like that. I want to reek of Jesus. I want to be like a lighthouse, so that others can see Jesus in me.

One Word

I was on Tallyscrapper looking at all the art journals and this months prompt for the journal entry is one word. What one word are you? What one word do you aspire to be? Give us you in one word. Someones one word was confidence, and anothers was willpower. Someone else's was free and yet another person's is strength. This got me to thinking...what would my one word be. After careful consideration, I decided my one word would be JESUS. I want to be like Jesus. I want Jesus to be what others see in me. But more than that, I want Jesus to be the center or my life. I want Jesus to be the controlling force in my life. I want to let go of the little things and hand them over to Jesus. I trust Jesus with the big things, now I need to let Jesus have the little things. The little things are what chip away at my heart and soul a piece at a time. How come I haven't already surrendered those things to Jesus. How come I feel like Jesus has so much to do that He wouldn't have time for my little things. Jesus has to be Lord of all or He can't be Lord at all. The fact is, Jesus is Lord of all, wether or not we know or believe it. Beliving it or not doesn't change the facts.

BINGO

Most people celebrate New Year by partying the new year in and then party on New Year's Day. Cabbage, black eye peas and cornbread is the holiday meal tradition. The old wives tale is that those foods will bring you good fortune for the year.

Well, I have never been one to go with the flow. I am always creating my own mold. Sometimes that is not so good, but most of the time its great. Last night, my family and I went to church and listened to a few messages and then fellowshipped with each other until 10:30 or so. I had plans of scrapping the new year in after we got back home, but the kids were still up. We decided to teach them how to play "UNO". A game that they should be able to understand and keep up with now that they all know thier colors and numbers. It was the funniest thing, at the end of our example round, Dakota was the first one to get down to one card. Before we started, we had explained that they would have to say "uno" when they got down to the one card or they would have to draw extra cards. She remembered that she was supposed to say it, but instead of uno she proudly proclaimed "bingo". We all laughed. I can begin to tell you how excited the kids were to make Gary and I draw cards or skip by us.

Today, we are preparing a feast. Although it is not the traditional one. Instead we are Bar-b-quing. The brisket and sausage are on the pit now, and the potatoes are being prepared for the potato salad. What bar-b-que meal would be complete without a glass of sweet iced tea.

Oh, I almost forgot. Resolutions are a common part of the new year celebration for most as well. I have really never been one to make resolutions. I don't really know why, I just haven't. I always hear people talk about how they make resolutions that are broken just about as fast as they are made. In a rebellious manner, I decided to gain 10 pounds. I figure that if the opposite of your resolution usually happens, then I was a shoe in to actually lose some weight this year.

scrappers block

So, I have been over at tallyscrapper.com during the cybercrop, and I have been smacked down with the scrapper's block...not because there isn't any inspiration....it's quite the contrary....you see, I see all of the great talent and I am just overwhelmed.....it kinda feels like stage fright...and the ladies there are so great...very encouraging too actually,....trying desparetly to help me lift this scrappers block.....I think its finally nudging....either that or we have chipped away at it enough until I was finally able to create something.....my new blog header......what do you think....do you hear the block cracking.....Thanks tallyscrappers for you help......check out the creativity of tallyworld for youself

creative genius

Today was a rather good day. We had our Christmas play at church this evening. I wrote and directed the play this year. I am glad that others are finally noticing my talents and giving me the opportunity to use them. The idea of the creative genius actually comes from the tallyscrapper website. It is the subtitle under my username. It feels kinda nice, even if everyone else has the same subtitle. This has really been a great crafty year for me...I have completed over 200 scrapbook layouts, over 50 cards, more than a dozen altered items, including 4 paint cans. I have had lots of fun planning parties. We had movie night at the church and I used the decorations from Dakota's Movie theme birthday for it. We had a candy cane Christmas ladies party and I even brought the devotional and we exchanged homemade gifts as a result of a suggestion I made. I really enjoy that we went caroling for the first time ever. Words cannot express the joy that brings for both those participating and those receiving. Earlier this year, I hosted an Elvis concert live in our backyard for Mason's birthday. Alot of the decorations and the invitations and the food is all carefully planned and thought out to match the theme.

round and round

Round and round we go, where we stop, nobody knows....Life is flying by...with so much going on, I barely have time to get online anymore. Between working at the school and now working at the picture studio, and with church activities and football season, and with my Close to my Heart business, and my creative extras that I am making (cards and altered paint cans..I have 2 orders pending right now) and planning the photography for a wedding in about 2.5 months...and the holidays quickly approaching....are you dizzy yet? I am, my head is spinning, barely within control. I hope it doesn't sound like I am complaining, because I really do enjoy the blissful chaos. It's a sign that life is in full swing, and that I am involved in making it all happen, that I am not just sitting back and letting it pass me by. This photo is from the fair and rodeo, but I think it is a very good indication of how my life is going on right now. Have you ever been there? (busy, I mean)

Days gone by....

SEE MY SPIRIT CAN

My goodness, where has the time gone...it seems like it was just last week that I posted to my blog. I just looked at the date and realized it has been nearly a month. I have been so busy with school starting and doing some substituting. For the past 4 Saturday's, I have been doing something scrapbook related, 3 of them were shows for my Close to my Heart stuff. I have had an amazing month in sells. I hope to keep it up. I don't plan on getting rich, I just want to support my habit. My dh is telling me I need a 12-step program for my scrapbooking addiction. How funny is that? Seriously, I have had a blast, going and selling product, and being able to use the discount to purchase my own stuff. I created my first altered paint can. I made it into a "spirit can" to be filled with your hearts desire. I have taken orders for a few and I have placed and example in the office at the high school to sell some for the homecoming game. Kids always like to show their spirit during that time, especially if we have a winning team. This year has been proven to be an improvement. I have been so impressed with the simple fact that we haven't fumbled the ball yet. In the past we have been notorious for doing that very thing. I know that as sure as I say that we haven't, tonight we will.

the first of many

This is the first of many pictures to come as a result of our vacation to Rocky Mt. National Park. This picture was taken as we were driving into Colorado at daybreak. We left on Sunday afternoon and arrived at the Colorado border at 6:00 am. As daybreak began, I snapped multiple photos just to see what I might get. I am so not a morning person, as in I don't get up very easily when its early. The thing is, I was still awake from the day before. We drove straight through, I drove while Gary slept, and then vice versa. He took over about 5:30 am, and I waited for the sun to come up before I took my naptime. I was so amazed at how beautiful the sunrise was. I can hardly believe I was able to capture just a smidgen of its beauty in this shot. Tell me, what do you think about it?

They wrapped me in foil.

I was so excited to obtain these photos from mom. She gave me the negatives and I was able to have prints made from them. It is amazing to be able to look back at these pictures of my own infancy and see into a time that I can't even recall. I have always heard that a picture is worth a thousand words. Now I can see why. These pictures bring back memories of my own children. I have seen the same expressions on my babies faces before.
These photographs reveal to me something else as well. I can see my parents as a happy couple. Unfortunately, I can't remember my parents that way. What I do remember is a lot of fussing and arguing, and often physical altercations. It is pleasing to know that they were very much in love once upon a time.
Looking back over these pictures reminds me a story that my great-grandmother shared with me a couple of times before she passed away. I never got tired of her telling me how she saved my life when I was born. She would say to me, "Gina, you know when your moma was just about to have you she called me because I was the only one home. I rushed right over, and when I got there I realized that we didn't have time to wait on no Dr. to get there. Your moma was crying and fussing and I held you up and asked her, 'what are you crying for?' I have the baby right here. " She would go on to say that the first ambulance got lost, the second ambulance ran off in the ditch and I was born before the third ambulance showed up. I was born at home. Granny wrapped me in a blanket and then aluminum foil to keep me warm and the three of us waited for the third ambulance. Mom once showed me the scissors that were used to cut my umbilical cord. Apparently the paramedics dropped them on the floor while they were there and mom found them when returned home after having gone to the hospital. I wish that I could still hear granny tell me that story.

Boredom ~ an insult to one's self

The kids made me laugh when they came running into my room this morning and my son announced ..."Introducing the Dead Ballerina"...they had gotten into a suitcase of old costumes...I made the Q of hearts for dd a few years ago...I am always telling the kids they need to use their imaginations...they surprised me by doing so...this layout is the results of their imaginations....Boredom is an insult to ones self.

proud to be a SAHM

I have been earning wages by working on one job or another since I was 16 years old. My very first job was a part-time janitor for the school district I attended. I left that job began working for our local grocery store and then I went on to work for several different convience stores. Just before my 19th birthday, I went to work for Continental Airlines. I felt like I was moving up in the world. I had a job I could be proud of and advance with. After two years, I met and married my dear husband. I felt it in our best interest at the time for me to quit. In light of the events of 9-11, I look back and think that was a wise decision. After only 3 months of being married, we discovered we were going to become parents. When my oldest child was born, I was able to be at home with him everyday. After a little while, I began feeling like I was missing something and after 6 months of being a parent, I decided it was time to go back to work. With only 3 hours of college, my options were slim. I lived in a rural area, so jobs weren't as plentiful as they had been around the city, and I didn't really want to go backwards from where I had been with my career already. The highest paying job even remotely close was with the Department of Criminal Justice. So, I went through the process and became a Correctional Officer (that's a politically correct way of saying Prison Guard). After a short time there, I discovered I was expecting blessing number two. During this pregnancy, I experienced much sickness and I quit for the sake of my unborn child. When she was about 3 months old, I went to work part time at a fabric store. I did a little of everything from customer service to stocking and cleaning. I felt as though I had more potential than that, so I went back to work for the DOC. When I discovered I was expecting blessing number three, I decided it was time for me to take on a clerical position. Even though it was a little less money, I could still work to help support our family and I wouldn't have to do such laborous work. It became increasingly difficult for both dear hubby and I to work full time and be able to maintain much of a family life with two small infants at home and one more on the way. I didn't feel as though I should have to quit (now I have learned how selfish that was on my part) at the time, so dear hubby became the domestic engineer. He continued doing that for the next four years. I on the other hand, went back to work after maternity leave. Two and a half years later, I decided to pursue a career in a field I had always dreamed of. Photography. I worked as a photographer for the next year and a half, I work for two different major portrait studio retailers. I felt that if I ever wanted to keep my love of photography, I had better get out before I grew to dislike it entirely. I simply did not like being forced to take the same pictures the same way all the time. I wanted more than that. So, when I left there I went back to a field that I had at least some expierence in. I became a telelcommunications operator for our local sheriff's office. I worked there and really enjoyed the job itself. It was very high-paced and rewarding in a sense that I could actually see my accomplishments after a days work. You must understand, it took me a while to see the political side to the job. When it began rearing its ugly head, I couldn't consciously continue to be a part of the drama. I had given above and beyond myself and I finally realized that if would never matter just how much I gave, they were going to take that and more from me. Once again, I left yet another job. Here I am four months into my job as a Stay at home Mom (SAHM) and I couldn't be happier. I don't know how long I will keep this job due to finances, but I can't think of anything else I would rather be doing. I never realized how much I missed and how rewarding (and yes trying, but what job isn't at times) that this job is. If I don't get to keep this job, I will learn to cope with that too, but I will always cherish and be proud of the time I have spent as a SAHM.