The Last 2 Years ~ Part 2

Kevin and I began to fight about the business. A lot. Though I should preface that with the fact that I have a very empathic and calm husband, so "fighting" is more like "serious discussions". His heart was for me to take on a job with a reliable paycheck, and he was right. But I had felt so burnt out by my last job. So used and undervalued and squeezed in every way that I wanted to be my own boss. I was willing to give up everything for that, but not my marriage. And one night after a particularly difficult conversation with Kevin, I went out for a walk. I'm not proud to admit I was steaming. And then, through the wise words of my mother on the other end of the phone, the Lord spoke truth to me and changed the whole situation.

"Is this business more imporant than your marriage?"

I came back inside humbled and repentant, and God restored what my pride had been ripping apart.

I began the next day looking for a job, and God displayed his good and perfect plan and control once again.

The Last 2 Years ~ Part 1

Tonight, or I suppose now this morning (it's hard to keep track anymore), I had the urge to write a blog entry. But guilt tapped on my shoulder, reminding me that it has been over 2 years since I've written a post on this blog, and I can't just start with the now and skip over everything that happened in the middle.

I thought about starting a new blog. Toyed with the idea of deleting all my old posts and beginning fresh. But then I read through those old posts, and though they annoyed me and often made me cringe, they are a genuine representation of our early days and months. Destroying them would be destroying a piece of history that I could never retrieve.

And I want this blog to be genuine, even if that wasn't my highest intention before. So instead, they remain, and I will attempt to quickly update all that has happened so I may begin writing in the moment again.

Last I wrote, Kevin and I were starting an interior organizing business. I had so much fun with it. Well, with the concept of it. I loved designing the logo, making business cards, setting up my office, and spending hours of "research" time in The Container Store.

I continued my nanny job, but we moved to a town father away to live in a house, and the drive became horrible. I would get home with usually less than an hour before Kevin went to bed, and it was so difficult.

Moving in to our house in San Pedro, Ca

Plus the job was extremely hard on me emotionally. So because children were involved, I gave the family about 4 months to adjust and find someone for me to train before leaving. I ended that job in October of 2012 with the intention of taking on Grace Interior Organizing full time.
I continued to work on marketing materials for the company and did organizing projects for family and friends. It's hard for me still to sort through exactly what happened next, but I know the Lord is sovereign, and it was for my good, even if I don't understand or, truthfully, remember how it came to pass.

To be continued...

Featuring Grace

Today Grace Interior Design (graceinteriordesign.blogspot.com) has the awesome honor of being featured on Kevin's sister's blog, natyouraveragegirl.blogspot.com! Be sure to check her out- she has awesome posts about her baby, home, fashion,and great wisdom!!

Saving Grace

I know I was incredibly secretive in my last post. For good reason, I promise!

I wanted to wait until Kevin and I had a name, logo and DBA (like a business license- kinda) before revealing anything about our business.

But I am now pleased to present:

Grace Interior Organizing!!! :)

Read about how it all came to be through a text message:

http://graceinteriororganizing.blogspot.com/

TMI

It has been way too long since writing a post on our blog. I will never claim to be a consistent blogger, but letting a couple months go by is a little ridiculous. My deepest apologies!

I want to keep you updated on what has happened in our lives since my last entry- so very much has happened! The last few months in a few words run-on sentence.

Interviewed with the family in Manhattan Beach, got the job, Natalie delivered Blair Olivia Bushman, she was premature and in NICU for 10 days, we prayed, she is home, healthy, and beautiful, went to San Diego with high school friends, reminded how much I love them, had two free weeks before work, hung out with my mom, Cat came home from South America, hugged her, talked for hours, started my job, felt humbled, questioned why I was there, celebrated Easter, thankful for salvation, applied for a home loan, no responses, struggled to find time to see my husband, thought I was pregnant, started coming up with baby names, pregnancy test- negative, can't stop coming up with baby names, humbled but faithfully sticking out my job, dear friends had their baby, her name is Holland Mercy, she's beautiful, everyone we know is pregnant, sometimes it drives me crazy, had a sleepover with my college roomies, minus Megsie, my husband was on the couch, we all woke up and went to work the next day, growing up is weird, decided to start a business, on weekends only right now, early stages, hoping it grows, and now accepting grace for a new day and seeking purpose in what's in front of me.

Whew. It has been a time of transitions. Transitioning into both working full-time on schedules that are really off from one another. Kevin leaves at 6:30 am and I don't get back from work until 7:30 pm at the earliest. Then we make dinner and it's time for bed since Kev has to be up so early. On top of that there are Bible studies and other church events, family events, and get-togethers with friends that are total blessings, but having around 2 hours a day with my husband is wearing on me. Sometimes I just cry about it.

Transitioning into my job has been interesting as well. I'm working from 11am to 7pm as a Personal Assistant/Nanny. From 11 to 3 I do anything the family needs, from cooking, cleaning, laundry, dishes, grocery shopping, random errands, and helping with the new home they're renovating. From 3 to 7 I'm with the kids- homework, resolving conflict, playtime, dinner, resolving conflict, bathtime, reading, more conflict. The hardest part of this job has been how humbling it is. In college towns, many young, educated women work as nannies, but in Manhattan Beach, it is almost exclusively older non-citizen women, who aren't treated fairly or given many rights. Though I am a citizen and have a college degree (in Psychology and Child Development- which I feel like I use daily), I still feel a bit treated like "the help" and there are days where I wonder why I went to school to be essentially a part time house keeper. I am humbled, and I'm convinced that is not a bad thing.

Jesus, the Son of God was a carpenter until he began his ministry in his early thirties. If I feel that my life's ministry is to be a mom, and I have to spend 5 years being a surrogate mom to another family, it is no where near the humbling fact that Jesus' ministry was to save His people from eternal suffering with His life and spent decades working with wood. That's not to say that my ministry has not started. I do believe that there is a purpose in being placed with this family, and daily remind myself that my life's purpose does not begin the day I find out I'm expecting. It begins now. But I am at least encouraged to remember that Jesus understands my situation in an ever more intense way than I even do.

As for my business Idea, Kevin and I are really enthusiastic about it, and I'll be describing it in more detail later, but it's just wonderful when skills and experience seem to be pointing toward something that you need to do. I feel like the idea came to us organically and we're both able to use our current jobs as experience to put in our portfolio. More on that later.

My sweet, cuddly, beautiful niece, Blair Olivia.

Easter with my sister and her husband at my parents' house.

Hope March and April have been wonderful months for you as well. Excited to see what May has in store!

Whatever You Do

A few years ago, I heard for the first time a friend of mine use the term "funemployed". I've never experienced it. 


The last 6 months have been difficult geographically for my work life. I graduated in June, moved from San Luis Obispo to South Orange Country from June to August before we got married. After the wedding, we lived in Atascadero from September to early December before moving to Redondo Beach. That's three moves in just under 6 months.


I was so blessed to find a job teaching a Pre-Kindergarten class as just a summer gig, and found work this fall as a preschool teacher and nanny while we were in Atascadero. My experience in LA has been more frustrating. 


Everything I want to do requires a Masters, and Kevin and I have done the math, prayed, and both mutually agree this is just not a wise decision right now. What I desire even more than my masters is to be a stay at home mother in about 5 years, and the cost of grad school for just a couple years of work doesn't pay off in this short time before motherhood. 


I'm allowing myself to be picky in finding a job, and have even turned one down. I'm really looking for something I can keep for the next 5 years until we start having children, and I want it to be the right job.

Today, I hit my breaking point. Boredom, purposelessness, loneliness, and guilt of not contributing financially weighed heavily on me. I felt compelled to start journaling about it, and began by reading these verses, each one a huge encouragement to me in similar past times:

Colossians 3:23 Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men.


Ephesians 2:10 For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.


Proverbs 19:21 Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.


I began soaking up the truth that the exercising, cleaning, baking, cooking, and decorating that I'm filling my time with should be viewed as service to the Lord. I remembered to be encouraged that it is the Lord's work to prepare good works for me to do, and He will make it clear how to walk in them, and I was reminded that there is nothing I can do to take the Lord's purpose for this time away.

This is not just a purposeless waiting period for motherhood. There is a purpose in the next 5 years that I don't yet see, and if I just fast forward through this time to get to being a mommy, I'll miss something the Lord desires to be done in my life. I need to continue to be patient.

Just as I was letting all this settle in my mind, the phone rang. It was a local professional nanny agency that I have recently become a member of. They called to inform me that not only do I have an interview this week with a family that sounds perfect, and is looking for someone just like me, but there's a family with a temporary need, and I start tomorrow.

The Lord is so good. In just a short time of being patient and waiting upon him, I've become so hopeless, but His purpose never left.

I'll keep you posted on how everything goes, and in the meantime, enjoy this encouraging song about finding God's purpose in whatever you do.

Prepare for Blair!

It's been a while since I've posted and I have a few good excuses, but I'll spare you. You're welcome.

This weekend I helped my awesome mother-in-law "Mama Pope" with a baby shower for my sister-in-law Natalie, who is 32 weeks pregant! It was so much fun, and so evident that Baby Blair will have a lot of people loving on her, especially her Aunt Tiffany!

Here are the few details I contributed:

The clash of soft pastels and a Mexican restaurant.

The baby shower was held at El Torito Grill, so Mama Pope and I had quite a challenge of transforming a bright orange Mexican theme room into a sweet, angelic, pastel celebration for a sweet bundle of joy.

Mason jars wrapped in lace and spray painted.

I saw this idea on pinterest.com, and had to try it. I first tried it on round vases, but the lace didn't lay perfectly flat, and obviously the paint didn't stencil the lace crisply. The mason jars worked great because the sides of the jar are relatively flat, and the wrapped lace was flush against the glass. I'm going to try this with white spray paint for our home soon!

Another pinterest idea...

I found a template for this on pinterest.com, but it was "Wishes for Baby". I replaced the word "wish" with "pray", which worked beautifully considering "Prayer" just so happens to rhyme with "Blair". I've loved reading the responses, and am binding it to give back to Mama.

I bought a Martha Stewart pom kit at Michael's, and while I was there, found some green paper lanterns, which I sprayed pink. It's hard to tell in this picture, but it's also covered in glitter.

The head table filled with goodies and gorgeous pictures of Natalie.

Ugh, this was hard to photograph for short little me, but I used an old book from a thrift store (The Divine Comedy..ha!) to make a banner that said, "Welcoming Blair"

Of course, the letters are coated in glitter.

Another pinterest idea that I stole.

 I really can't come up with anything on my own, can I?  They're popcorn bags that say, "Ready to POP!". Without a cricut, I was left to trace and cut each pregnant silhouette individually. My hand is still cramping.

Pink Kettle Corn. So easy to make!

Natalie got some really precious gifts, and was seriously glowing! What a beautiful mom-to-be!

Have a wonderfully romantic Valentine's Day!