Thursday, April 11, 2013

A Major Blessing

A miracle happened today; a major answer to prayers and worries. I got a job. We are going to have an income (very small but incredibly helpful).

We saved and saved for little baby Williams. We put away as much as we could when we were working in Utah, knowing that the expenses were going to come crashing down on us, just as the income stopped. Well, they crashed a bit harder and faster than we anticipated. Doctors bills kept coming from Utah, we had to start purchasing things for baby, and the car kept having issues, over and over again until finally it just had to sit in the garage for a while (we definitely learned how to rely on each other a lot more when this happened). This car has been our biggest headache in our marriage, but we are grateful to have two vehicles and so we hang on to it, with hopes that one day soon, we will have a steady income and therefore can make payments on a new car. So, after carefully planning our budget, thinking we were just barely going to make it, we were hit with $300 in car repairs...then once that was paid for, the car broke again, and we were hit with another $200. Not so big of a deal when you have an income, but when you don't, that sure drains savings fast. Anyways, with a little help, we were able to get those things taken care of and we were back on track to just squeaking by. (p.s. the breaking car was NOT my little '95 Ford Escort that I've had since high school. Shout out to my awesome car Stella, still going strong) We are on a very strict budget, living only off of what Mathew makes donating plasma twice a week. He's really dedicated. I help a little by teaching a few piano and sewing lessons. We also pay cash only now. It's been a great change for us.

Today, though, I gained new hope that we really will be okay. I have been checking craigslist off and on since we moved back, looking for a pregnant friendly job. After we had been here for a month, I pretty much gave up. The closer my due date came, the less likely I felt it was for me to get hired somewhere. Then, on a whim Monday, I was looking at jobs on craigslist and I see the most encouraging post title: "Part Time/At Home Secretarial". It seemed a little too good to be true, and being 37 weeks I figured I didn't have a chance anyways so I ignored it. For about 60 seconds. I debated whether or not to send my resume. I knew if I got an interview I'd show up with a giant belly and have to explain and defend myself. But something pushed me to apply. I felt very strongly that this would be a good fit for me and that I needed to at least try. So I did, and a little over an hour later, I had an interview set up for today.

Tuesday night, I got an email from the guy that said he needed to change my interview time to a little later in the day, which was totally fine with me, so I accepted. I waited all day Wednesday for a confirmation that I still had my interview and information about where to go. Nothing. I was so worked up. This morning, I still hadn't heard anything and I could not figure out what to do. I just kept telling myself to have faith and trust that it would all be okay. Sure enough, a little later, I received the much-anticipated email, the interview was still on. I continued prepping for my interview and on my way there, I just was so nervous. I wanted the job so bad and I was worried he would instantly turn me down since I am due so soon.

Well, turns out, this guy is a huge supporter of families and having employees with kids. His fifth kid is due in July. He had absolutely no problem with my pregnancy. He only had positive things to say about it. I kind of stumbled through the interview. I am definitely out of practice, but when it was all over, he offered me the job on the spot. He had so many nice and complimentary things to say about me and I think I could have just jumped for joy. 

So, now that I have written a complete novel, here is what the actual job is. I get to stay home and answer the phone, make phone calls, and schedule appointments. I will only be working a few hours a day, but it's completely perfect. It's low key enough that I really feel like I will be able to handle it after the baby is here. Everything about the job is perfect. I have always liked doing secretarial type work, and so to be able to do it and stay home with my baby is the biggest blessing. We are going to be able to take care of Ellie now. Plasma money was doing fine to feed us and get Mathew to school, but we wouldn't be able to buy diapers, and clothes, and everything else that's needed for a baby. Now we can. It will still be tight, but it's doable. I truly believe that this miracle came from paying our tithing. Even though I have been scared and unsure of how we were going to survive, I always knew we would somehow because we were paying our tithing. I admit that I had my doubts when the car kept having problems. I kept thinking, WHY is this happening when we are paying our tithing?! We are supposed to be getting blessings! I was quickly straightened out by Mathew and immediately had to repent for my murmuring, but I still was so confused. I tried so hard to be patient and trust that something good would happen and it did. I am so thankful and I can't wait to start working.

2 comments:

  1. congrats on the job! Being married and poor is only fun sometimes, most times its just stressful, I feel you! You're due so soooooon! :]]

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  2. Ahh! I love reading your blog. It's nice to read from someone who is experiencing some of the same things I am. :)

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