If I could do it again...I would have made homemade baby food for my boys. I see all of these books about making fresh, real, organic baby food for babies and I get a pang of sadness that I didn't make my own baby food. I did a little bit with Ian...mainly because he did not like store bought baby food. (He was a foodie from the start, I guess!) I fed him a lot of mashed up bananas, pureed peas and green beans, boiled and mashed apples, ya know, easy things to mash. But I could have done more...and wish that I had.
If I could do it again...I would have home schooled my boys. I know, I know...it's not for everyone. And maybe it wouldn't have been for me, either. But I think I would have done a good job. And I think the boys would have done well. I was seriously considering it when the boys were in grade school, twice. Ian was willing but Seth was not. And Chris wasn't really sure how he felt about it, so it never became reality. But if I could do it again, I would home school from the start.
I know it's not good to look back with regret. And I don't regret anything really...only wish I'd known then what I know now. Don't we all? Because some of my decisions would be different if I had it to do over again.
How about you? What would you do differently if you could have a chance to do it again?
The Lord protects those of childlike faith; I was facing death, and he saved me. Let my soul be at rest again, for the Lord has been good to me. He has saved me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling.
Some people feel guilty about their anxieties and regard them as a defect of faith but they are afflictions, not sins. Like all afflictions, they are, if we can so take them, our share in the passion of Christ.
11 Make it your ambition to lead a quiet life, to mind your own business and to work with your hands, just as we told you, 12 so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody. -1 Thessalonians 4:11-12
from a friend...
An open home, an open heart, here grows a bountiful harvest. ~~Judy Hand~~