I didn't have time to write about this last week, so I'm writing now. St. Patrick's Day was quite the day for my children. Nicholas thought it was hilarious that we had a day to pinch people who weren't wearing his favorite color, whereas my daughter thought it was "not nice" to celebrate such a day.
On St. Patrick's Day, I took my children to the doctor's. Katie, my baby girl, was having a checkup. Nicholas smiled in delight as the doctor walked in the room without an ounce of green on. He whispered to me, "Mom, he isn't wearing green!" I told him to pinch him (which made me laugh inside that on this one day a mother encourages her children to pinch people!). Nicholas was to timid and didn't do anything, but as soon as the doctor left the room, Nicholas ran to the door opened it up and yelled down the hall, "Dr. G! You better run! I'm gonna pinch ya!" He then ran down the hall after the doctor, but never did find where the doctor had escaped to.
It just made me smile. I love children and the joy they receive from such simple things as St. Patrick's Day.
Today I'm thankful for...
A warm home, and a comfy bed
Best friends
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
In the wee small hours of the morning
Oh! The joys of a new baby...reminding you that such a time as 3 AM actually does exist.
As I sat up last night with my baby girl wide awake in my arms, I thought how such moments are bitter sweet. Obviously, it's not my ideal time to be awake with my daughter (and I am still yawning this morning over lack of sleep), but at the same time, no one else was awake. It was just me and her, just me and my baby girl. We even took the time to open the window and gaze at the stars and the peaceful morning together.
I also peeked in on my other sleeping children and feelings of complete happiness and disbelief filled my heart. I looked at the baby in my arms, then at my two year old, then at my almost four year old and couldn't really remember when that growing up had happened, and it made me sad.
So even though I wanted to be in bed sleeping, I was content to know that that moment would never happen again- which once again was a bitter sweet. I will love being able to sleep through the night again, but I will greatly miss rocking my sweet, small bundle while only the heavens join us for a solitude moment, which all to quickly will disappear.
As I sat up last night with my baby girl wide awake in my arms, I thought how such moments are bitter sweet. Obviously, it's not my ideal time to be awake with my daughter (and I am still yawning this morning over lack of sleep), but at the same time, no one else was awake. It was just me and her, just me and my baby girl. We even took the time to open the window and gaze at the stars and the peaceful morning together.
I also peeked in on my other sleeping children and feelings of complete happiness and disbelief filled my heart. I looked at the baby in my arms, then at my two year old, then at my almost four year old and couldn't really remember when that growing up had happened, and it made me sad.
So even though I wanted to be in bed sleeping, I was content to know that that moment would never happen again- which once again was a bitter sweet. I will love being able to sleep through the night again, but I will greatly miss rocking my sweet, small bundle while only the heavens join us for a solitude moment, which all to quickly will disappear.
Friday, March 13, 2009
By Small and Simple Things
"By small and simple things shall great things come to pass. And small means, in many instances, doth confound the wise. And the Lord God doth work by means to bring about his great and eternal purposes." -Alma 37:6-7
This is one of my favorite scriptures, and THE scripture, I believe, that best describes the miracle of a newborn baby. Each time I hold our new baby, Katie Mae, I am overcome with the absolute miracle of birth, of each human coming into this world as a small, perfect being. Equally mind-boggling to me is that such a small person can have such an enormous effect on the world. A woman's life completely changes (or should) when she has a child.
I also believe this scripture pertains to the joy of child rearing. As a mother of three, (and my oldest child being only a simple 3 years old), I am in awe that my life has been forever changed...for the better of course...by the "small and simple." Never in my life have I wanted to be so good and so perfect a leader, teacher and example. I've never loved so deeply or cared so much about making and achieving goals. Even the love I have for my husband, whom I love more than I can put words to...it's a different type of love for a husband than a child because part of you is that child and you are shaping your child daily into the man or woman they will someday be. It's absolutely amazing and, I think, the greatest responsibility one can ever have; that of raising children, passing along to another human being your own knowledge, life experiences and values, and praying continuosly that your hard work and efforts are enough.
You give your absolute all...your absolute all...to something, someone. I've never felt so completely exhausted and yet so satisfied when all my hard work pays off in some little way. I've never been so tried and tested. And again, it is almost comical to me that my greatest challenge stems from the smallest people I come in contact with. How can one so small make such a great impact on an adult? That is the majesty and miracle of Heavenly Father's plan, to confound the "Wise" with his "Small and Simple"....to bring about his eternal purposes.
And, isn't it also funny how what we view as "simple", really may not be as simple as we supposed? What we label as "complicated" here in this life might actually be the unneccesary things, while the simple things are the essential things for joy in this life and eventually for eternal life.
How grateful I am to have three of God's Small and Simple in my home, at my breakfast table, running through my halls....to confound the Wise....and to truly bring about Heavenly Father's eternal purposes in my life.
This is one of my favorite scriptures, and THE scripture, I believe, that best describes the miracle of a newborn baby. Each time I hold our new baby, Katie Mae, I am overcome with the absolute miracle of birth, of each human coming into this world as a small, perfect being. Equally mind-boggling to me is that such a small person can have such an enormous effect on the world. A woman's life completely changes (or should) when she has a child.
I also believe this scripture pertains to the joy of child rearing. As a mother of three, (and my oldest child being only a simple 3 years old), I am in awe that my life has been forever changed...for the better of course...by the "small and simple." Never in my life have I wanted to be so good and so perfect a leader, teacher and example. I've never loved so deeply or cared so much about making and achieving goals. Even the love I have for my husband, whom I love more than I can put words to...it's a different type of love for a husband than a child because part of you is that child and you are shaping your child daily into the man or woman they will someday be. It's absolutely amazing and, I think, the greatest responsibility one can ever have; that of raising children, passing along to another human being your own knowledge, life experiences and values, and praying continuosly that your hard work and efforts are enough.
You give your absolute all...your absolute all...to something, someone. I've never felt so completely exhausted and yet so satisfied when all my hard work pays off in some little way. I've never been so tried and tested. And again, it is almost comical to me that my greatest challenge stems from the smallest people I come in contact with. How can one so small make such a great impact on an adult? That is the majesty and miracle of Heavenly Father's plan, to confound the "Wise" with his "Small and Simple"....to bring about his eternal purposes.
And, isn't it also funny how what we view as "simple", really may not be as simple as we supposed? What we label as "complicated" here in this life might actually be the unneccesary things, while the simple things are the essential things for joy in this life and eventually for eternal life.
How grateful I am to have three of God's Small and Simple in my home, at my breakfast table, running through my halls....to confound the Wise....and to truly bring about Heavenly Father's eternal purposes in my life.
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