This post was originally written in 2009.  As I sit here re-reading it in 2022, I find that, although we definitely still have “those days (weeks? months?),” I have, indeed, grown a lot in many of the areas listed below.  I pray that it will be encouraging to you to know that, not only are you not alone; there is hope.  We do learn, and we do grow.  And hopefully what I’ve picked up along the way will be useful to you as you read throughout this blog.

It’s days (weeks?) (months?) like this that I wonder what I was thinking starting a homemaking blog.  I certainly don’t have anything to teach, right?  One of the things I love about Balancing Beauty and Bedlam is that she’s honest about the bedlam.  Well, we seem to have the “bedlam” without the “beauty.”  My own home is a wreck.  The house is trashed, the laundry is behind, the girls are out of control.

The Titus 2 Woman is a Work in Progress

That’s when I have to remind myself why this blog is called the “Titus 2 Homemaker.”  Because that’s who I am.  Like it or not, flourish or fail, I am a homemaker.

And Titus 2, well it tells the older women to “train the younger women…”  It doesn’t say that we are all “older women.” Some of us are still learning.  (Actually, I would contend that once we aren’t young children anymore, most of us are somewhere in between, teaching some and learning from others.)  Some of us still have a lot to learn.

Sooo…while I hope that you might learn something through your visits here, because I don’t know that I would be very helpful otherwise, I can guarantee you that I don’t have all of the answers – especially when it comes to the practical facets of domesticity.  Perhaps I can be of more use as an encouragement, if you’re like me, that you aren’t the only one who doesn’t have it all together.

• I have no decorating savvy.
• I am, apparently, lousy with children.  Training them effectively surely isn’t my natural gifting!
• “Juggling” is not something I do well.   (Not a multi-tasker!)
• As soon as I get one small corner of my house tidied/cleaned, I discover that my children have blown through the rest like hurricanes, leaving disaster in their wake.
• I can grocery shop pretty well, and I can cook okay – but I can’t seem to get dinner ready on time more than two days in a row.
• Routine/rote activities bore me to tears — sometimes literally.

And yet, here I am.  Why?  Because it’s what God told me to do.  “Train the younger women…to be homemakers.”

So I hope that I will learn well enough to eventually come out on the other side, and have something to teach.

In the meantime, I hope to get to the end of the week with clean underwear in the drawers and food on the table, and without my daughters having killed each other.