I’ve known for about 6 years that I would have to go back to work. I spent 2 of those years stubbornly crying, asking God for a miracle. The third year I rallied a little, and offered to help my sister-in-law out when she went back to work a year after adopting 4 kids. I spent the 4th year crying again, pregnant, and desperately freaking out about I was going to do if I REALLY HAD to go back to work after the baby was born. Last year, year #5, I put on my big girl pants and started paying attention to the women around me. What I saw surprised me! Most of the women I respected and loved, WORKED. And raised families. And volunteered in some capacity. And had happy marriages. And their kids were great. I’m not talking about just one or two women, I’m talking about dozens!
I took inventory of my personal life, gifts, and interests, and reached out to God for guidance. I continued to grieve what I thought was the loss of my dream a little longer, all the while praying over how to proceed. Going back to school seemed the best option in the long-term. I completed 2 semesters, then, when the financial aid for my transfer to a community college closer to home didn’t work out in time, I took a semester off and blogged. The more I wrote, the clearer it became to me that writing was part of my future.
Around that same time, I agreed to be a member of the leadership team for a local moms group. I have to tell you: I LOVE MY MOMMA FRIENDS! Being a part of that moms group has reinforced the fact that I love speaking and teaching.
Just before Christmas, we got the first credit card that we’ve had in a decade. I apologized to my husband, sincerely sorry that I must have made a mistake in the budget or we wouldn’t have had to use the card to cover the last week’s grocery and gas expenses. At the end of January, in spite of the fact that I had been careful not to make a mistake on the budget, we had to take out the credit card again. And again in February. As the first week of March passed by, I accepted that our situation was more dire than I had previously wanted to admit.
I began pondering my options. Thoughts of the unpredictable nature of David’s job lurked. Plus, he had known for a while that he needed to obtain a 2nd certification in his career field if he wanted to carry on the family business once his father retires. Ideally, I needed to get a job that provided a significant enough income so that David could focus on obtaining his next certification this year. So, what are my options?
I could get a traditional job, but I’ve been a stay-at-home-mom for 16 years plus I do not have a college degree. It is doubtful that I would make more than something close to minimum wage. Looking long-term, the income potential just isn’t there. After all, I have 8 kids to support!
Instead, I am choosing a more logical solution that has greater income potential. I will continue doing what I love: blogging, speaking, and teaching-focusing on women’s issues and family health. A logical income earning step in that area is to share the nutritional supplements that I already love-Plexus!
Because I have had babies every other year for the last 16 years, I have always been diligent about my health and nutritional supplements, from prenatal vitamins to red raspberry leaf, a herb historically thought to enhance a woman’s reproductive system health. I got to experience the power of herbal supplements in action when I had a moderate hemorrhage during my first home birth. It took longer to get the herbs out and measure my dosage than it did for them to stop my hemorrhage! Since then, nutritional supplements of all kinds, whether allopathic or homeopathic, have fascinated me! While I prefer to use natural remedies, I am the first person to grab the ibuprofen if I have a fever. I hate fever!
So, why am I sharing this? Because when you receive messages from me about Plexus supplements, it’s not because I am trying to make a buck. First and foremost, I care about you! In that vein, I start a 1 year course to earn my integrated nutrition coach license on May 15th! Second, when you receive that message from me about Plexus supplements, if you aren’t interested, please don’t hesitate to tell me that you aren’t interested. I promise, it won’t hurt our friendship! Third, when you receive that message from me about Plexus supplements and you hate MLM’s, give me a chance anyway. I promise, I am doing my research. Fourth, if I don’t send that message to you about Plexus supplements and you are even a little curious, contact me!
To wrap up this longer-than-I-wanted-it-to-be post up, I realized that, although I grieved the loss of my dream, this new dream, God’s dream for me, is even better. When I finish teaching a moms group, I leave excited and energized, even sad that it’s over. When I talk to someone about Plexus supplements, it takes everything I have not to over-share in my enthusiasm to help. The idea that Plexus supplements could be part of my friends’ journey back to better, balanced health is invigorating. The fact that I get paid to do it is pretty awesome, too. And I get to keep blogging! I will share my Plexus testimony here soon. Love you all!