Thursday, November 12, 2015

Long Days, Long Years

  Tonight after feeling like it’s been a long day, it dawned on me that I’ve been feeling that way every single night for many years. :)

  Sometimes the years are long, too…and that’s okay.

  When I think about the amount of change I’ve been through over the past four years, I recognize God’s hand through it all - helping me, guiding me, comforting me.  

  Two months ago I joined our Stake Relief Society Christmas Choir.  We meet every Thursday morning for one hour, nursery provided.  It’s been a great opportunity thus far - I haven’t been in a choir for years!  It’s taken me back to my college days when I was in the BYU-I Women’s Chorus.  We had a glorious sound, I must say, and I’ve marveled not just at how that was nearly 15 years ago, but that once upon a time I had not only an hour to myself every day, but entire days to myself.  And as long as we’re being honest here - not just days, but YEARS!  It’s incredible to think this once was so.

  I know this sounds horrible, but I use to feel a little bad for people who had more than three kids and wondered, “How does this woman keep her sanity or give adequate time to each child?”...and truth be told, there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t question my own sanity or have an, “I cannot do this” moment.  The whirlwind of my life is unique right now, and the burdens of responsibility are taking a toll.

  However, I read an analogy tonight that brought comfort…"barely lifting one foot from the mucky waters only to have it drop right back in again is where we discover the beauty of trust.”  Trust, I might add, in a Heavenly Father who knows I need Him, so that when I do have those moments of “I cannot do this,” I’ll trust that I can...but only with Him. 

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Halloween 2015

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 Halloween 2015
Woody the Cowboy, Sofia the First, Baby Bones, and a Vampire Princess

"I love sitting in a moment - like the one pictured above - and soaking it right up, thinking, 'This is life right here and right now,' but I would never want to stay in it forever...the journey is too fun!  Watching my children grow and discover who they are and what they are capable of is extremely rewarding.  Indeed, it's the best part of parenting.


The childhood years are quickly slipping away.  I thought I would mourn the loss, but on the contrary, I find myself simply grateful to witness it and ever so excited to see what the future holds.”

- Lisa Sorenson

Monday, November 2, 2015

school days/tonsillectomy/soccer

The school year is well underway, my goodness.  Miss AnnMarie is in 3rd grade now, and she continues to love books with her whole soul.  She’s definitely a star student, and our hearts beam with happiness for her continued success at school.  She bounces to the bus stop like Tigger every morning ready to take on the world.

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We had a minor setback about three weeks into the school year.  Her previous issues with tonsillitis resurfaced, and the specialist's recommendation to have a tonsillectomy went from borderline to high.  Although we went through this exact same thing with Carlie a few years back, it was still very difficult!  Having to watch AnnMarie come out of surgery was one of the hardest motherhood moments I’ve known.  I crawled into the bed with her and just held onto her for an hour as she tried to make sense of the pain and disorientation she was experiencing.  Glad that’s over. 

She has since made a full recovery.  

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  Carlie is in 1st grade, and she seems to be handling all day school really well.    

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I’ve enjoyed watching her mature into a beautiful young girl.  She absolutely loves her teacher, Mrs. Jacobs.  She’s keeping up with her reading minutes every day, but honestly, she’d rather be doing this:


And boy, is she ever!  Jared is the soccer coach again for her team this year, The Black Widows.  Intense. :)

Luke is 10 1/2 months old now…(he looks even older to me than this picture portrays since I gave him a major haircut last week!  Oh, but I did; I couldn’t help myself.

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I’m a bit sad to say goodbye to October, but it’s been full, so we’re happy to welcome November.  AnnMarie’s dance experience has turned out to be more than we expected.  She’s a ballerina again at the Tri-Cities Academy of Ballet, and since getting the part of a mouse in the Mid-Columbia Ballet's annual production of 'The Nutcracker,’ it’s doubled the amount of time she spends at the studio.  We’re happy for her to have this opportunity, but honest to goodness, this taxi driving part of being a mom is not my favorite.  We’ve found ourselves in this really interesting part of parenting that I swore I’d never fall into - trying to strike that balance between healthy involvement and the simple life together at home.  I have very mixed feelings about it all.

“…Begin thinking of extra-curricular activities–including your own–as secondary to the need to make time to work, play, talk, and pray together as a family.  If you actually gave yourself permission to prioritize your family life–as your Church asks you to–what else would there be time for?  Perhaps the answer is “not much.”  That’s OK.  Your family is the single most important activity you can do in the course of your week.  Start giving yourself permission to think of this as if it was. 

Perhaps the best way to create a “Culture of Encounter” that brings Christ to the world is to simply do what he says and finally make time to waste time with your children.” - Greg Camacho