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Motherhood Sooner Than Expected

First, let’s just clear the waters of any rumors. I am not pregnant, nor do I plan to be any time soon. Teaching overly rambunctious piano students and mentoring overly dramatic teenagers has cured me of that impulse. Let me also say that I absolutely love all of those students just referred to, no matter their age and no matter the strange scenarios through which they put me. But it’s actually the second group that I want to mention. What do you do when you have a student who doesn’t want to go home? Or when you have students who’ve never been taught those skills that your parents teach you- like cooking or laundry or basic cleaning- and now their house is a mess? What do you do when a student says you’re basically like their mom? Well that’s cool and I’m thankful for that relationship and opportunity, but that’s a lot of pressure. I wasn’t really sure I wanted to be a mom yet. But that’s the profession to which Nathan and I have been called. We’ve been called not only to show our kids the light of Christ, but to enter into their lives and live with them-to teach them how to read their Bible, how to pray, and sometimes how to do laundry. And that’s where motherhood comes in. So thank you to my students (some of whom may be reading this). I'm thankful for the training and for the opportunity to be a part of your life and excited for the challenges to come. Never forget how much I adore you, even when I'm not the best at communication or when I don't fully understand your boy crazes :)

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