*waking up and going to the temple. Not being rushed to get there. Feeling peace. Got some good insight to parenting. Sharing it with Klint. Randomly looking over at him. Holding his hand after wards. Joy.
*connecting with some good friends, even though I was very nervous going and being around a bunch of people I don't know that well. It was hard, but I'm glad I went. I cannot believe I've become a homebody, and that I'm very happy about it.
*reading this morning. Taking time to ponder.
*realizing a little more tonight how blest I am to have three very healthy children. Each one of them have had their difficult times, their hospital stays, but that's not the norm with my kids. I feel a bit guilty about that, but grateful. Oh so very grateful.
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Finding joy in the moments of motherhood. Daily moments that: *made me SMILE *appreciate the sweet three kids that have been entrusted to me *feel joy in my decision to raise a family and be a stay at home mother *recognize the Lord’s hand in helping me to be successful as a Latter Day Saint woman and mother
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Daily Joyful Moments
Joyful Moments
Because of those "funkish" moments that I experience every once and while, I want to do as Elder Ballard counseled a few years ago and find joy in the moments of motherhood. To help me do that, I am going to try and write four motherly things that either (1) made me smile (2) appreciate the sweet three kids that have been entrusted to me (3) feel joy in my decision to raise a family and be a full time mom (4) recognize the Lords hand in helping me to be successful as a Latter Day Saint woman and mother.
I have to add that my life isn't perfect. I hope that if anyone ever comes across this blog and reads it (which I am doubtful of) and compares themselves to it, or feels guilt or bad about themselves that they'll realize these are the HIGH points of my life, not my every waking moments. I have terrible mothering moments all the time. And that's the problem, that's why I wanted to start this. I feel so much guilt (which I'm trying to only save for sin now) about the things I do wrong or could have done better, or didn't do at all, that it can be crippling on those funkish days. I'm not trying to pretend that my life is perfect or everything is rosy. Opposition in all things right? We have to have the bad to know the good, the sad to know the happy. Don't compare your low points with my high points. Deal?
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