Sunday, December 29, 2013
Santa gave me an IPad for Christmas, so ill be posting more soon.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, and has a happy new year!
You'll be seeing more from me soon! :)
Monday, May 27, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Have you ever had those times in life where you get worked on really hard? Of course you have. We all have. The past little while has been like that for me. Last week was a tough, tough week for me. One particular afternoon last week, I had physical therapy in Spanish Fork. On the drive up, I was alone. I was crying. I put on my sunglasses to try to hide my tears from the cars that surrounded me, from the world. Soon, my glasses started to fog up so I had to keep taking them off and cleaning them. Through the midst of my tears I started venting to God. I was so frustrated and hurt. I was telling God that if He is real, then He needs to take this great burden away from me. I was also telling Him that I am tired of the trials that we have to face in this life. I was being very ungrateful. I pulled up to my physical therapist's office with my eyes red and puffy. I applied some makeup the best I could, but I know I looked just awful. After 2 hours at my physical therapy appointment, I left for a salon in Springville. My husband was so supportive of me, and told me to take all the time I needed. And I did just that. I got my very first facial. I got a chemical peal. It was amazing, and just what I needed. I ended my night with dinner at wingers, and a movie. I saw The Big Wedding. I was solo in the theater. No one else was there but me. It was kind of weird, but nice. I ended my night with sub zero frozen yogurt. On my way home I was still overwhelmed and still extremely sad. However, I knew I had 2 choices, I could make my trials make me or break me. I was, and still am, determined to let my trials make me into a better, stronger person.
The following day I had the song Try by Pink playing on my CD player in my home. I looked at my baby and saw her standing up and falling. She did this over and over and over again. She has been doing this for the past month. Each day she gets a little further without falling. As I watched my baby get up, take a few steps, wobble, and fall, the lyrics to Pink's song opened up something inside of me. "We've got to get up and try" is what the song says over and over and over again. Watching my baby doing just that inspired me. I am thankful for my children, and all that they teach me.
We are born with the tendency to keep trying, and to never give up. I will never lose the will to rise above, stronger than before. I will succeed. We all can if we strive to be better each and every day. Needless to say, this week has gone much better. It's so important to stay positive and to NEVER GIVE UP!
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
In a child's mind, their parents know everything. I remember feeling completely protected as a child because I thought my parents knew it all. I thought they knew exactly how everything ran, and that it was simple to them. I didn't have to worry about how the bills were paid, how hard my dad worked to support the family, how many loads of laundry my mother did, and how much time it took my mother and older siblings to get food on the table. It's not always as easy for parents as children like to think. Yesterday Myriam puked on my back, the kids were extra ornery getting ready for school, and all I wanted to do yesterday was cry, and that's just what I did, I cried, a lot.
I miss the innocence of childhood. I realize that my children are living in that complete isolated place right now. They think that I know everything. For all they know, money grows on trees. They know that their bellies are full, their home is warm, and they can come to their parents whenever they need anything. They won't always be told yes to every request or demand, but they know they will always find comfort in their parents. They are completely content and satisfied. Okay, other than occasionally having "the meanest mom in the world" when I won't let them do anything and everything they want anytime they want. But, they know they have the people in their lives that love them more than anyone else does. I will always be here to love and protect my children. However, I am a full believer that children need to learn from their OWN mistakes. I cannot, and should not, protect them from these learning experiences. I am a full believer in the love and logic parenting way. I attended their classes a few months ago. That was one of the best things I could have done. If you're interested, just visit www.loveandlogic.com.
I guess my point to all of this is that we need to let children relish in the innocence of their childhood. So many times children are being pushed to be older than they really are. We need to take a step back from our busy lives and just let our kids be kids. I need to learn to do this more often. I'm not saying my outlook is the right way. But, it is what I believe to be true.
The reason I type my thoughts down like this is so that my children can look back and read what I was feeling when they were little. I want them to know what it was like for me, for all of us. I want them to remember not only the big things, but the small things as well. I want them to be able to look back and reminisce on their childhood. I wish my mother would have written down her thoughts when I was little. As a child, I never took too much time to see what things were like for her. I just trusted that she had it ALL figured out. Now that I am a mother, I would really like to know what her frame of mind was when I was little and in her home. I know that when I am much older, and my children are grown, I will forget a lot of how I felt at this time in my life. Sure, I will remember the important things like how happy my children made me. I'll remember the hugs, the kisses, and the laughs. But, I probably won't remember these little thoughts that crossed my mind. I'm sure I will remember some, but most certainly not all of them. My mind is constantly going. If I don't type my thoughts down, it often passes and I forget. If my children are reading this, and we are all much older, just know that I love you so so much. You are the world to me. I am thankful to be your mommy. I wouldn't trade you for the world. There isn't a day that goes by, or that will go by, where I won't be thinking of you. You are the loves of my life.
Until next time, XOXO
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Monday, April 29, 2013
Would somebody please have a talk with my little girl and tell her hair to grow grow grow!? ;)
Myr is a baldy with a Mohawk and a few cute lil curls in the back......... Ok, so she has a liiiittle more hair than that, but I'm using the word little very lightly here.
My other children were all born with more hair than she has now. It is quite funny.
She makes bald(ish) look good.
Sorry Brittney Spears, my baby wears it best. (Remember when Brit shaved her head? Yowza!)
Bald(ish) or not, my baby still rocks my world.
PS. I love her hair just the way it is.
Friday, April 26, 2013
TGIF! I am so excited for this weekend. I have no plans which means I get to take a breather for a min. My knee is killing me. Darn running. I kept waking up throughout the night due to the pain. It hurts to walk on it. Ben massaged it this morning which helped. I have went 12 miles this week. I think I'm getting addicted. I have a running partner now. Hopefully my knee will be feeling better by Monday so I can get back out there.
This morning I went on a field trip with Courtney's preschool class. We went to Carter's Dairy Farm. We had a lot of fun.
I volunteered to decorate Mady's teachers door for teacher appreciation week. I finished it up today with the "help" of Myriam. We had fun.
Tonight is Friday, that means pizza night here. I will be making it from scratch. It is seriously the best pizza ever. My good friend Jamie gave me her dough recipe, and I use a sauce recipe I got off Pinterest. Seriously, if I was on death row, I would choose my homemade pizza as my last meal. I take that back, I would probably choose chicken alforno from The Brick Oven. ;)
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Marshall and Courtney are doing great. They are both in the low percentile for weight. I have skinny-minis. Courtney had a wart that had to be froze off. To put it lightly, she freaked out. I'm glad I don't know the pain that comes from having a wart froze off. I've had babies. That's enough pain. Screw the warts. ;)
This morning Courtney told me that she is completely convinced that we still have birthdays when we are in heaven. Her only concern about that was how she would be able to blow out her candles, and eat her cake while in heaven. If these type of things were my only concerns, I'd be golden.
Today I ran (and walked) 4 miles. I went 3 miles yesterday. And the other times I've been, I just went about a mile. The weather is finally cooporating enough for me to be able to go for longer periods of time. It is still a bit chilly, but nothing bad enough to hold me back. I have never been a runner. In fact, I've always hated it. This is a new experience for me. My body aches especially today, but I love the achy feeling. It means my body is transforming. It will take awhile before I get to the point where I am satisfied, but by the end of the year, I WILL be there.
Quote for the day: A successful woman is one who can build a firm foundation with the bricks others have thrown at her.
Happy Tuesday to all!
Monday, April 22, 2013
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Mady learned how to play Mary had a little lamb the other day. She has been teaching Courtney how to play it. Courtney practices it now mainly when Mady is at school. The little piano is being played alllll day long!
Yesterday while Mady was playing the song, she and Courtney brought the baby on the chair with them, then asked me to take a picture of them. I did gladly.
PS. If the piano suddenly goes missing in a week or two of them constantly pounding on it, I have no clue where it went.... OK. OK. I'm not that mean. At least I hope I'm not. ;)
Oh, and great news: I have lost just under 12 pounds in 16 days. It may or may not partly have to do with my lack of appetite this week.
Anyway, go me! I can see and feel a difference already. There is no stopping me now.... unless someone brings me a big slice of carrot cake. No, even then I will keep on keepin' on.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
This photo kind of makes me giggle.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Time really does fly.
Saturday, April 6, 2013
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
I love this photo of Marshall on Easter morning with Christ's picture behind him.
I am SO thankful that Christ died for us, and that He IS Risen so that we, too, can be risen again and have the opportunity to live eternally with our Father and Mother in Heaven.
At the end of the night, Courtney BEGGED me to PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let her take some pictures with my camera. So, I let her.