Have you ever had a case of “the blahs”? You know – that sinking, sad, yucky feeling that just drags you down? Worse yet – do you have the blahs now? What in the world can you do about that feeling when you don’t have a say in the weather forecast and Spring is still several weeks away?

I’ve been a work-at-home mom for the past ten years. I remember this because one of my very first posts on the blog was about throwing a bubble-themed birthday party for my oldest daughter. It has been a big learning experience, but I have found working at home suits me (and our family) really well. With the right attitude, the right office setup, and the right resources, working at home is something that may just work for you as well. I’ll share toward the end of this post about my actual workspace, and tell you about the desk and chair I recently received from Autonomous, the sponsor of today’s post. If you prefer to watch a video about this, jump over to my YouTube channel where I just posted a video about it.

With kids, what does working at home look like?

It seems that over the last 100 years or so, the ART of homemaking has been lost. What used to be something that we coveted as little girls, became somewhat of a burden. We were no longer taught that we should desire to be homemakers – that it was LESS THAN. Instead, we should desire a career only and also wanting to keep a home was beneath us.

Part of making-your-home (homemaking) is the decorating part. I’d be lying if I told you that was my expertise. The truth is, I get all my inspiration from Pinterest and then I just copy it. Ha ha! They say imitation is a form of flattery, right?

If you were to come into my home, you’d be instantly aware that I love words.

There are words EVERYWHERE. 

I have printed words on the wall. There are printed graphics that are framed. We have blocks of wood with words painted on them. I have painted chalkboards in the kitchen with scripture. There are chalkboards in the bathroom. There is a whiteboard in the kitchen. Letterboards galore live here. I have window clings on the mirrors. Jewelry? Yup, words there too. 
Scripture is everywhere. Funny sayings are in abundance. 

But why?

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Listen up – I hate to exercise. It’s the lowest thing on my GET IT DONE list each day. But regardless, I knock it out every day before my kids wake up. 

Why am I doing this thing that I don’t really like…especially when I’d rather curl up on the couch with a good book, under a blanket, when the house is nice and quiet?!

Well, the short answer is…I just feel better when I do it. But after trying lots of different methods of exercise, I’ve landed on rebounding as my favorite (see what I did there? Ha!). Let’s talk about why jumping on a rebounder is awesome.

I remember when I first learned about menstrual cups – and it’s totally not a normal story. We were at Bible study and everyone knew I loved coffee – so they gifted me a coffee mug that says: Domestic Diva. For the record, I still love and use that mug regularly.

But then, the men started calling it my Diva Cup. And somehow, someone got on the internet and found out what a Diva Cup really was…and I was ABHORRED. No really. 

What!?! No Way!

People do this?! They put a cup up in their hoo-ha?! What a bunch of tree-hugging weirdos!

And now, here we are. In the place where I always find myself…falling off my high horse and eating lots of crow. 

Hear that? It’s the crows in my front yard. 

Until recently, I never rested. No really. I didn’t.

I thought rest was for PANSIES!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I have work to do!!!!!!!! We’ll just rest when we’re dead!!!!

Yup – you sure will. And you’ll go much earlier if you don’t learn how to slow the heck down.

I have always thought negative thoughts about myself. Things like:

• You don’t deserve anything
• Boy, you’re dumb
• She’s WAY better than you
• You’re stupid
• No one really likes you
• You’re not good enough

I can’t pinpoint WHY I thought those things…I’m sure some of it is because kids are just cruel and certain things stick with you. But sometimes things just get in your head.

It’s NOT humorous when you can’t poop. 

It’s even more UNhumorous when your child can’t poop. 

I remember thinking Eli had some kind of really incurable disease and I worried for days, finally taking him to the doctor and the ER – and guess what?

The poor boy just needed to poop.

With certain kids (or adults) it can be hard to get enough fiber into them for them to poop regularly – or maybe they DO eat enough fiber and still can’t poop.

All of us have something we’re passionate about. For you, it might be any one of the following:

• Real food
• Natural medicine
• Homeschool
• Faith
• Exercise
• Politics
• ANYTHING else (you can be passionate about anything, you know…)

And when you’re passionate about something, it’s hard to accept when other folks don’t share the same passion. You want to tell the world!!!!!!!!! But you feel like you’re talking to an empty room.