I suppose I should start at the beginning. Why the title and what does it mean? Well, "I'm addicted to Martha Stewart" seemed a little obsessive. And my cake blog was just simply going to make me extremely fat. So a fresh start with a bigger picture seemed in order.
For the last three+ years, I've been learning how to be a stay-at-home-mom. Going from being a youth minister, a very busy career, to being a SAHM has been a huge change. Not that there isn't plenty to keep me busy. I've moved four times since our wedding, added two kids to the picture, and most days am just trying not to lose my voice, temper or sanity. But other days, the monotony of it can be frustrating. Those days, I go to my craft closet, my favorite idea websites, or just call my mom for inspiration. Those days, I try to work on the art of being the queen of my domain, a domestic diva.
What is a domestic diva? I want to be clear that I don't mean I wish away the hard work of women in the past century. A domestic diva is NOT a victim, of time, position, or male society. She is a servant in the great sense of the word, as one who serves her family and friends for the sake of love. And her home is the medium through which she serves that family best.
Am I a domestic diva then? No, certainly the "I want to be" becomes clear here. I struggle constantly to bear the little trials of my daily-ness with grace. I want my family to feel that surely all I do for them is out of love and yet so often my own pride gets in my way. So I pray and I learn and I try again (after I yell and I cry and I feel silly for doing it, of course).
So here I document the outward shows of this inner struggle, the physical signs of something more spiritual and less material, although it perhaps will appear otherwise. These are my little projects for my family, my experiments in baking, cooking, sewing, crafting and very often, my reflections on them and life in a larger sense.
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