Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Joyful Moment
A good friend of mine has a blog called Abiding Joy "to discuss ways to create greater joy in our lives." The past several weeks she has been posting a daily joyful moment and I want to follow her example for today.
This afternoon I tried to put Alyson down for nap. She was so tired and normally falls right asleep when I place her in her crib but, today she fought it. I started to feel frustrated because Cole was already napping (thank goodness) and I had so much to do as soon as she fell asleep. But then I suddenly remembered a dear sister in our ward who one night took the extra time to lay with her daughter and talk to her- to live in the moment and not rush through it. It was a great mother daughter moment. Whether she felt prompted to do so or not I don't know, but she will always be thankful - by that weekend her sweet daughter was gone forever.
I looked at my sweet baby girl who just wanted to be held by her mom and remembered that even though I can be with my family for eternity that doesn't always mean they will be with me forever on earth. So I forgot about the dishes and piles of laundry, my dirty room with an unmade bed and I held my daughter close and rocked her till she was almost asleep and then I gently placed her in her crib. I then snuck into my sons room, tucked him in and watched him sleep peacefully for a moment. This was my joyful moment for today - the blessing of living in a precious moment.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tonight as I was at McDonalds, picking up a little extra thank you for my amazing husband, I started to people watch. I don't know if it is only at my McDonalds (that is attached to a Walmart) but each time I have gone I have noticed a mother with 2 or more kids and how these mom's treat their kids. They are mean, rude, sarcastic, and sometimes physical. It makes me so sad to see how these mothers treat their children, such special kids that were entrusted to them to care for - not abuse. I noticed that each time I left McDonald's after one of these encounters that for the next several days I was more loving to not only my kids, but nicer to everyone around me - even the people I had never met but just passed by. It is almost like I felt the need to make up for these "other" mothers. So I guess if you are ever feeling like you have no patience for you own kids or maybe others around you, go to your local McDonalds and just people watch - you most likely come out feeling a lot more grateful to be the mom and person you are.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Simplify
"We women have a lot to learn about simplifying our lives. We have to decide what is important and then move along at a pace that is comfortable for us. We have to develop the maturity to stop trying to prove something. We have to learn to be content with what we are.
As you create a home, don’t get distracted with a lot of things that have no meaning for you or your family. Don’t dwell on your failures, but think about your successes. Have joy in your home. Have joy in your children. Have joy in your husband. Be grateful for the journey."
~Marjorie P. Hinckley
Trip to Albuquerque
Cole tried to go after Keri's cat that was hiding in the toy and ended up getting his head stuck.
Cole glued himself to Jill. She couldn't go any where in the house or do anything without him right there. If she left the house without him he would cry for her to come back. It was quite cute.
Katy's Baby Shower
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The Girl I Used To Be
She came tonight as I sat alone, the girl I used to be.
And she gazed at me with her earnest eye, and questioned reproachfully:
Have you forgotten the many plans and hopes that I had for you?
The great career, the splendid fame, all the wonderful things to do?
Where is the mansion of stately height, with all of its gardens rare?
The silken robes that I dreamed for you, and the jewels in your hair?
And as she spoke, I was very sad, for I wanted her pleased with me.
This slender girl from the shadowy past, the girl that I used to be.
So gently rising, I took her hand, and guided her up the stair
Where peacefully sleeping, my babies lay, innocent, sweet, and fair.
And I told her that these are my only gems, and precious they are to me;
That silken robe is my motherhood, of costly simplicity.
And my mansion of stately height is love, and the only career I know
Is serving each day in these sheltered walls, for the dear ones who come and go.
And as I spoke to my shadowy guest, she smiled through her tears at me.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Bret & The Arnold Expo
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