*talking with my sis on the phone. Oh I love you Cariann (and of course you too Jamie ). It was a cheerful, random, wonderful conversation. Thank you for making me laugh. Even when I told you about my anxiety provoking day, you made me laugh about it, without belittling my feeling. An amazing talent you have I think. I love you and can't wait for you to come and visit. Thanks for giving up a patio set to come be with me :-)
*Reconnecting with a sweet dear family friend. Ray, I think it's wonderful that although it's been a month (?) since you were over, things just picked right up where they were left off. We are so grateful you are apart of our lives. And those potatoes were heavenly tonight.
*Making dinner. Haven't done it for while. Didn't really feel like doing it tonight, but eating it was so wonderfully joyful. It was nourishing. And tasty.
*laughing at my many (can I blame it on pregnancy mind?) mistakes in the kitchen today. I was feeling lazy and didn't want to make rolls, so I grabbed the Rhodes dough from the kitchen and took out the desired amount. Getting distracted, I ended up leaving the rest of a nearly full package of frozen (but not for long in Texas) rolls on the counter for nearly an hour. They were completely thawed. Dang. So I thought I would make monkey bread for breakfast tomorrow. Printed off the recipe and got started. Used the wrong kind of pudding, couldn't get the sugar and butter to become syrupy enough (never had that problem before) and the list of mistakes just kept coming. Although I was flustered I couldn't help but to laugh. I like that I'm old enough now that I can laugh at my mistakes. I remember being first married and if I made a mistake while cooking it ruined my day. Now I get frustrated, but usually end up laughing. I like the laughing better.
*Eating a delicious cantaloupe from my very own garden. The flavor was amazing. I loved it. And I grew it. So what if my zucchini and squash have horrible horrible bug problems. I had a lovely cantaloupe for dinner tonight.
*This doesn't really count for a joyful moment, more for a journaling moment. Feeling anxiety (see first joyful moment) today. Got my titer levels (for the antigen JKA my blood has) back. Waaay too high. Wondering what Atkinson will do now. I know for sure it means ultrasounds weekly instead of every other week, along with NSTs twice a week, OB appointments every other week and blood work (?). I was completely shocked when the nurse told me the numbers and then I was -in -my-gut worried, but honestly, I'm just so tired of worrying. I've got to choose faith. This will work itself all out. Who knows what that means, but I know the Lords in control...definitely not me. Thank goodness. Sigh. I know I've only been pregnant 29 weeks but sometimes it feels a whole lot longer than that.
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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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