My dear friend Jenn is a professional artist and she has done the most beautiful portrait of her son. It inspired me to ask her to do one of Jenny. She came over and took some pictures of Jenny to gather inspiration for the portrait. She did a couple sketches for me to help me decide what I'd like.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
The vibrancy and crispness of the outdoors during Autumn always thrills me. Who doesn't love it? And crunching leaves beneath my feet? Delightful!
I have heard reports from my mother that as a child I screamed in my sleep. I only recall two specific epithets being described to me.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Granny invited us over to her house a few weeks ago. Brent was out of town and I was trolling for something to do.
Monday, October 26, 2009
I believe all mothers have feelings of inadequacy. We wonder if we're doing everything the best way we can for our kids. We are riddled with doubt and fear. Here are a few questions I've been asking myself lately:
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
I've been reflecting on the things I need to change in my life and things I need to give up.
I need to give up Halloween candy.
I need to give up some of the time I spend online.
I need to give up complaining.
I need to give up the idea that I am the way I am and am incapable of change.
Once I give up those things I need to replace them with positive things.
Eliminating negative things/thoughts/behaviors from our lives isn't good enough. They need to be supplanted. In their place we need to substitute positive things, positive thoughts, and positive behaviors.
If every time I went to grab a piece of Halloween candy I did 50 jumping jacks instead and drank a glass of water, not only would I avoid the extra calories from the candy, but I'd rev up my metabolism to burn a few more than I would have otherwise.
If I gave up some of the time I spend online and spent it instead on reading the scriptures or in personal prayer, I would have an added measure of the Spirit to guide me and sustain me throughout my day, helping me avoid temptation and encouraging me to do good.
If every time I found the need to complain about something I chose to find something to be grateful for instead, I would have a greater measure of happiness in my life.
If I give up the idea that I'm incapable of change and instead truly believe that change is possible then I am facilitating my own change. If I truly believe in the Savior, Jesus Christ, and his redeeming atonement, then I must believe in the power and possibility of change. If we couldn't change, then His sacrifice would have been meaningless. Having faith in Him means having faith in my own ability to change, for it is through His power that I can be changed.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
From the television I heard Wonder Red, who has WORD POWER ask "What letter makes the errr sound?"
I responded "R!"
Jenny followed up with "Good job, Mommy!"
Later on I heard Super Why with the POWER TO READ ask "What would help Spider not frighten Miss Muffet away? Bark at, smile at, or yell at?"
I shouted "smile at!"
Super Why said "Let's try smile at."
Jenny said "Good job, Mommy!"
I felt so good. It's a nice feeling to get encouragement and positive reinforcement from someone you love, even if it comes from a two year old.
My son has the sweetest smile I've ever seen. It takes up half his face. It bursts forth like a ray of light and happiness. It makes my heart just melt!
Now I know that sounds totally cliche, but it's true! Whenever he smiles I literally have this sensation in my chest like my innards are turning to jelly. He bowls me over every time. I love that kid.
Yesterday my daughter told me "I love you, Mama." for the first time without prompting. She'll tell me she loves me if I ask her to, but this was of her own volition. :) It was a sweet thing to hear.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
After Jenny was born I began to notice my first grey hairs. They seemed to grow in patches. One patch was on the top of my head, right where I part it. Another patch was behind my right ear.
After James was born I noticed even more. Now they are lightly sprinkled throughout. I notice them more because I haven't had my hair done for nearly four months, and my roots are a couple of inches long. Yes, when babies are born mothers tend to neglect their previously lustrous and gorgeous hair. (Except for my mom. I believe she got her hair done when my baby sister was only a few days old.)
I can accept my greying hair. It happens. Colour in a bottle is a happy thing, and I am certainly not too proud to use it.
However, it just does not seem right that I have grey hair at the same time I have acne. Middle-age symptoms and adolescent symptoms should not exist simultaneously in the same body.
I'm 30 years old. Shouldn't I be done with zits by now?
Where's the justice?