I must admit: I’m not a naturally good homemaker. Who really is, anyway? If homemaking is simply shopping for home accoutrements, making pretty pillows (or pinning pretty pillows on Pinterest you intend to make), rearranging furniture, or baking cookies, then yes–I think we all would say we enjoy homemaking. But, if the real work at home involves laundry waiting to be put away, dishes that need handwashing, runaway socks that lurk about, meals that I love to make but hate to clean up after, and the ever elusive phantom dust bunnies that laugh at me from the corners of the house–then, the cultivation of a heart for homemaking is a paradigm shift and not a natural disposition. Working in the home is just that. It’s work. Our culture as seen in television would have us believe that staying at home is either the privilege of frolicking from the gym, to lunch with […]