I was dozing to sleep on the couch for the second time today- holy moly growing a baby is exhausting. The time was 4:30 pm -witching hour- the kids were tired from skipping naps, hungry and wanting all the treats they could find, fighting over a piece of fluff they found on the floor, and Dad had just texted to say he needed to work late. All of my “sweet mommy voice” had run out after breaking up arguments and dealing with tantrums all day. Being house bound from the terribly cold and snowy weather was starting to affect all of us. That nauseous feeling from pregnancy was picking up again and there was a very high chance we were having Kraft Dinner or pancakes for supper. I was feeling overwhelmed. There was nothing left to give and the day still had so many hours…
I seem to have many moments like earlier today. I want so badly to be “Super Mom”… but sometimes that ideal seems far away.
I have been doing a lot of self-contemplation and studying on parenting. There are a few things that I have learned that have been helpful in my quest for becoming “Super Mom”:
I’m not very good at New Year’s resolutions. I mean, who actually has time to think about a resolution on the first day of the year? I’m still recovering from the Holidays. It’s now almost a week into 2017 and I think I have figured out the direction of my ‘resolution’.
This Christmas season I have joined in with mormon.org and their #LIGHTtheWORLD 25 days of service challenge. I am posting a few weeks ahead, as my December is a whirlwind of crazy in our home, and I wanted to start sparking your ideas for service you can do! First up is our Christmas service of Gratitude.
Yesterday’s rainy afternoon took us to Walmart; partially because we were out of fruit, but mostly because we needed an outing. Nap time for the almost 2-year-old was being put on hold to try to get on a better bedtime schedule (Summer has been terrible for schedules). Our aisle wandering finally took us to the toy section where the kids explored and pushed all the buttons, creating a chaotic, noisy section of the store. It was still rainy outside so I let them play for longer than usual, I was being a fun mom. There were a few tricycles out on display that my two little rugrats hopped on and started motoring around on. No one else was around, so I didn’t mind.
When I was a young girl, bombarded by Disney princesses, I dreamed of the day my prince would come whisk me from a hard and destitute life to one of ease and pleasure, complete with an ever pouring fountain of love. “Happily Ever After” is the end result of the princess films, riding off into the sunset while with a white and golden carriage sent off with happy cheers and wedding bells.
My husband and I have just arrived at our 5th wedding anniversary. Our wedding day was not our “Happily Ever After”. That is not to say we didn’t enjoy our wedding, in fact, we loved it. The anticipation of being married, going to the temple together, being surrounded by family and friends, and a great party after made for a wonderful and beautiful day. However, that was not the end of the story. Instead of it being the end of the fairy-tale, our wedding day became our “Once upon a time…” a journey of hardships, happiness, and growth.
Why IS chastity important? That is the question I pondered as I tried to figure out how to present this vital and sacred information to the Young Women who would attend my Sunday lesson. There are so many different aspects of chastity that are incredibly important and I had to narrow it all down into a 40 minute (which turned into a 25 minute) lesson. In my preparation, I created a printout for the girls to fill out during and after the lesson. This worksheet is intended to help the youth contemplate the material discussed and set personal goals. While using the material from the LDS manual lesson “Why is chastity important?” I selected a few key concepts to focus on.
I believe that childhood is a gift. Childhood is a period of innocence and immaturity; a time to explore, learn, and progress. Our Creator, who in his wisdom, sends each person as a child to enhance their life, and bless the world around them.
There is only a single chance to live childhood. Each individual is born only once; body and spirit combined into a tiny infant. A fresh baby, who through much trial and hardship, is brought through the veil of heaven and into the arms of a mother. Totally and completely dependent, the journey of mortality begins. Aging is a mortal concept, a process appointed singularly for our earth life. For a few short years, each person has an opportunity to be young.
My first memories are recalled at the age of four. My world towered above me, my parents knew all sorts of important information, and everything tasted better dipped in ketchup. I watched and learned from my parents; awe-struck with what they accomplished. Once, my father ran behind me as I learned to balance on a bike without training wheels. I knew I was amazing; I was special. I easily accepted everyone, and especially enjoyed playing with the children who had challenges. My world was simple and beautiful.
I recently received a copy of “The Sacred Gift of Childbirth; making empowered choices for you and your baby” by Marie Bigelow, with the expectation to write a review and post it here for all of you to read. I had high hopes that I would enjoy it and be able to positively recommend it to my blog readers. Marie did not disappoint. I found myself drawn to the book, and excited to read on. Not only was the read educational and informative on the process of birth, but it caused me to feel uplifted and become a cheerleader for all women.