Memories of Me

I opened my "Napkins" Christmas morning while two little gitty girls gathered near with anticipation. The second the wrapping paper was off they both nearly exploded then squealed,  "Its not napkins! We tricked you, Mom!"

In place of napkins I found a delicate necklace that bore one simple charm which read "MOM".

A symbol of what I now am- and not because I'm now maturing into my 30's :-) or because I have been out of the singles-game for almost 12 years now...but its because I am fortunate enough to have 4 beautiful children in my life that call me "MOM"...and for that, I'm grateful.

It hasn't been an easy road and it definitely hasn't been filled everyday with rainbows and sunshine like I imagined before I had kids -- there have been many dark and cloudy days, but I'll take the clouds so I remember to appreciate and soak in the sun when it shines.

With the planning and pondering of our New Years Resolutions coming to full swing over the next little while -- I would like to share with you a New Resolution to consider adding to your list--

Add to your list: Improve M.O.M

(and not for the reasons you might be thinking)

We women could think of a million and two ways to "Improve our mothering techniques" this next year...but the one I hope you focus on is strictly the M.O.M portion.....

M.O.M = Memories Of Me

In the busy world we call home, we often try to match the pace of the mayhem around us, leaving little time to slow and look at the demanding, amped up life we are trying to live. 

We have our shopping lists, endless loads of laundry and dishes, dirty floors to clean, social networks and blogs to update. :-)

Some of us try to balance duties of home while working outside jobs, the list is endless...but I promise you, that the things we occupy most of our day with (which I'm just as guilty), if left alone for a time, will still be there unchanged tomorrow --  but our little ones will not. 

Every day they grow older, Every hour they absorb, Every minute they are looking for something to do....can't that something but with you??

The greatest gift you could give your family this year are the memories they will hold dear for the rest of their life....memories of their time spent with you.

So live up to that wonderful title you have been so fortunate to bare -- MOM -- and give your children the TIME to create something irreplaceable, which are those precious memories of you!

--- HAPPY 2012--- 

MAY IT BE A BRIGHT & SUNNY YEAR FOR YOU & YOUR FAMILY!

The white lies of Christmas

Auh Christmas...the time of year when little white lies run ramped in our house.

I find it amusing that we lecture to our kids about being truthful and that telling the truth the first time instead of being caught in a lie will always bring lesser punishment and heartbreak.

However as Moms, we know there will be moments when these little white lies can sometimes save our little ones from their own self-punishment and heartbreak.

For example....

The other night, after we arrived home from Christmas shopping with the kiddos, Dad and the girls gathered up the wrapping supplies and started to head up stairs to wrap the gifts they have bought for the family.
(Now it wouldn't be a night of wrapping if there wasn't a few 'I want to wrap that!' arguments from the girls.)

As they were headed up the stairs I hear Arlee begin to argue with her sister by saying "No Dewie, I get to wrap it." Then Dewie pipped in and said, "DAAAAaaad, Arlee says she's going to wrap it but I want to wrap moms Neck....." Then her little voice trailed off - realizing she had just blown the Christmas surprise.

Immediately Arlee got upset and cried out, "Thanks a lot Dewie now mom knows!" Then Dewie ran off crying in the other direction.

Thinking fast I walked upstairs, called them in together, gave them a hug and said, "Hey, accidents happen, that's why we shouldn't fight over silly things right? And its okay that I know that I'm getting Napkins for Christmas (honestly napkins was the only 'N' word I could think of at the time) I have never been given napkins and I'm really looking forward to opening them."

They both looked at me confused for a split second then instant joy returned as they realized I had heard the word NAPKIN..instead of NECKLACE :)

As the days have drawn nearer to Christmas the glorious splendor of the notorious Napkin has also grown. It has gone from being regular old napkins - to being napkins made of Christmas colors - from Christmas colored napkins, to napkins with glitter and Christmas tree stars on them -from a glittery, star covered Christmas napkin, to glittery star covered napkins with tv screens on them so we can watch TV while we eat - from a flat screened, glittery star covered Christmas napkin to a deluxe tv screened, glittery star covered napkin with a built in house alarm so if anyone breaks in during Christmas the napkin's alarm will sound.

YES-- this little white lie has snowballed into a gigantic wondrous fib...but hey...that's what we allow sometimes as moms, right?! :)

...and I'm not going to lie -- I'm looking forward to opening my "Napkins" on Christmas morning and seeing the joy on their little faces, knowing I had helped to keep their Christmas secret live in their hearts and hopefully made this season bright.

 MY WISH FOR YOU IS THAT YOUR DAYS MIGHT BE FILLED WITH THE SIMPLE JOYS AND WONDERS OF THE SEASON...AND MOST OF ALL MAY YOUR DAYS BE FILLED WITH THE COMPANY OF THOSE WHO MEAN THE MOST TO YOU!  

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!



MAMA POWER

These past couple of weeks have been extra crazy for some reason and I bet I'm not alone.

On top of the usual everyday dishes, laundry, grocery store trips, homework and more...we ladies always think its possible to add to the mix this time of year a couple holiday parties, school parties, Christmas shopping, gift making, present wrapping, treat making, Christmas card mailing....aauuuuhhhh the list goes on.

Even after the kids are in bed we find ourselves plugging away til the wee hours of the morning......I guess that could be considered Mama Power, but tonight, I believe I have discovered the true meaning of the phrase.

We have had the opportunity to have our sweet niece stay with our family this week. She has been such a joy and a blessing to have in our home.

Tonight as she and my girls were getting ready for bed I walked past their bedroom door and heard them giggling hysterically inside. I paused for a moment at the closed door with a smile to listen...curious to find out what in the world was so funny to an eight, a seven and a five year old girl.

What I discovered however, was that their conversation was a brutal verbal beat down to a once beloved friend of my dear five year old.

I listened for a bit longer to the ridiculous things they were saying about poor Dora The Explorer.

Finally, I cracked open the door, popped my head in and said, "Lets remember to say nice things....even if it is about poor Dora. "

My girls just gave me the 'OOhhh mom' look but my Niece stared back at me with a look of complete shock upon her face, She stared at me for a bit - jaw open, mind racing (I'm sure), then replied...."WOW...How good is your hearing?? You must have Mama Power like my mom!"

I was caught off guard for a second but them asked with a laugh, "What Power?"

Then she replied, "You know...Mama Power."

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Auh yes...Mama Power...
- The power to hear through doors
- The power to heal hurt with only a kiss and a hug
- The power to silence any room with 'The Look'
- The power to service selflessly with out need of recognition
- The power to teach without an education
- The power to wash your 3 year old's hands and flush a toilet with your foot all in the same motion
- The power to function on 4 hours of sleep night after night
- The power to set the mood of the home
- The power to receive parental promptings...and then the power to act on them speedily
- The power to sneak clean laundry into drawers and closets of rooms where babies are sleeping
- The power to shape a little ones life
- The power to relate to situations that occur
- The power to be a true best friend
- The power to truly listen
- The power to never die from the monotony of our everyday routine
- The power to love unconditionally
- The power to also forgive unconditionally
- The power to get emotional...over EVERYTHING and be okay with it because ITS NORMAL
- The power to be amazing in the eyes of a little one.....


And that's when it hits you....Mama Power....the power inside that you never knew you had.

Now use that power and become someones hero today.

THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THE POSTINGS OF A RAMBLING CRAZY PERSON WHO BELIEVES SHE CAN TAKE SOMETHING AND TURN IT INTO SOMETHING BIGGER THAN IT IS.....HEY...MAYBE THAT'S ANOTHER ONE OF MY MAMA POWERS!! SWEET!  :-)  ANYWAY...I WISH THE BEST TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY THIS HOLIDAY SEASON.

Merry Christmas!!!

Suffering from bad mom syndrome

There really is no way to escape it, once in while (sometimes more often than we like) we fall ill to the 'Bad Mom Syndrome'. No one is immune.
Its that moment when we feel low and the sense of failure and insecurity creep in. Our weaknesses consume our judgemental minds and our strengths diminish with each passing blow of criticism we cast upon ourselves.

 I recently read a heartbreaking blog post of a friend who lost her baby.

It is usually during times of great sorrow, misfortune and disappointment when we start to question who we are as mother. Are we doing a good enough job? Are we even worthy to care for these tender spirits we are entrusted with from heaven? Does Heavenly Father not trust us? Have we failed him? Have our limits been met or maybe we aren't capable and someone else could do better?

God doesn't punish us in this way -- if anything, he is just as heart broken watching us suffer, unable to see the bigger picture and only seeing the vision of earthly dreams escape us.

The dream of a family does not end here -- for Families are Eternal.

Before Gods children can enter in to immortality,there must be mortality...there isn't a set time limit or number of years that these beautiful children are required to be here. Heavenly Father has a plan for them....and you have provide a way for this spiritual being to accomplish what they couldn't on their own. To gain a body and return to the embrace of a loving Father in Heaven who can now set in motion their eternal progression.

I believe angels surround and the heavens open to pour out greater blessings upon those who have lost a child. For they are stronger than I am...and Heavenly Father knows them....and trusts them....and he knew they could handle these mortal life challenges best.

We shouldn't compare our situations to someone else's, because all we will see is their assumed greatness and our numerous exaggerated faults. The only person you can compare yourself, and your life to....is you. Ask yourself, "Am I better than I was yesterday? And am I doing all I can to strengthen, Me." Be a bit better than you were the day before and strive to improve your knowledge and testimony just a bit more than yesterday and you will find peace, joy and contentment in knowing you are becoming exactly what you long to be. 

Neal A Maxwell once said, "God loves us. I'm not sure we can always understand the implications of his love, because his love will call us at times to do things we may wonder about and we may be confronted with circumstances we would rather not face, he will set before us what we need, not always what we like. ....this will require us to accept with our hearts the truth that there is divine design in each of our lives."

You are not a bad mom....even though we live in a failing world, we have not been sent here to fail.

The Power of Prayer

A few weeks back Darrin was released from Bishopric and I was put in the Stake Primary Presidency -- Which I couldn't have been happier. I love primary!! :)

At my last meeting we were asked to read over Elder J. Devn Cornish's Conference talk on The Privilege of Prayer....
(What a great talk)

There were a few passages from it that I wanted to share that I think can help all mothers and women in general get through their day...I hope you read something here that will bring peace or simply whisper a gentle reminder that all we need to do, is to remember to pray.
                                                                               

"Prayer is an act by which the will of the Father and the will of the child are brought into correspondence with each other." 

"Our Heavenly Father loves us so much that the things that are important to us become important to Him, just because He loves us."

"Your loving Heavenly Father wants to bless you. But because He will not infringe upon our agency, we must ask for His help."

When we are struggling with something -- no matter what the issue, turn it over to the Lord,

"Then drop the matter completely, letting the lord take it from there"

Each day take the time and "Do not forget to ask the Lord to protect and be with you (and your family)"

"Sometimes we seem to get no answer to our sincere and striving prayers....but on further reflection, we will often realize that we already know full well what we should do"

and remember..."Prayer is the provider of spiritual strength; it is the passport to peace...miracles are wrought through prayer."

Finally, if you ever doubt the power that prayer can hold...step back and reflect upon the word in Matthew 7:9-11...

"If ye then know how to give good gifts unto your children....how much more shall your Father which is in heaven give good things to them to ask him?"

YOU ARE LOVED, YOU ARE NEVER ALONE

AND YOU ARE A CHILD OF GOD

If you haven't read or listened to the talk in its entirety I encourage you to do so....what a simple act (prayer)...yet what great gifts it can bring into our lives.  

http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/the-privilege-of-prayer?lang=eng

The Stories I Write...

Of all the stories I write for the Daily Herald...these are the ones I hate the most....The sad ones,

Inndia Powell and her two younger boys, Ashton (1) and Alexander (3) were killed in a car accident on their way to Wyoming last week.


Everyone that I interviewed and spoke with expressed what an amazing mom, wife and friend Inndia was. I wish I could do more for their family, it breaks my heart to hear things like this. It always leaves us asking why...I believe that's what makes these situations so painful for us, we just don't understand the eternal plan behind it all.

Please keep the family in your thoughts and prayers -- with the holidays upon us and everyone starting to return to their own lives, Thomas and Anthony will have a lot of time alone. Lets not let them feel forgotten.

If you live close to the Eagle Mountain Utah area, come over to the Powell Family Bake Sale Fundraiser.

* 4pm-7pm tomorrow (Nov. 22rd) at Eagle Valley Elementary. (4475 N. Heritage Drive in Eagle Mt.)

*They are selling pies, breads and all sorts of yummies that can be eaten at your Thanksgiving dinner (possibly saving you time on your own meal preparations).

*There will also be a silent action on decorations, etc

Read more about them at http://www.heraldextra.com/news/local/north/eagle-mountain/neighbors-plan-thanksgiving-bake-sale-to-help-powell-family/article_760dcf0a-3dba-543e-b98d-ffd08a7b0619.html

There has also been an account set up at America First Credit Union under the name "Inndia Powell Family Memorial".

THE MUD

I spent the afternoon with a great friend of mine. As we visited she confided in me and I in her about some issues we were facing in our own personal lives. Toward the end of our conversation she said something that spoke volumes to me...she said, "Sometimes when you are wading through mud its hard to just jump right out of it."

And that's when I realized....

There will be moments in life when we are going to end up in the mud. There will be situations that will weigh us down, slow our progression, tyring us physically and emotionally.

As we trudge though these trials, we will encounter others along our way. There will be people who will simply stand by and watch us struggle, unsure how to help without having to enter the mud themselves. Others will stand on the edge or wade in just enough to dirty their feet, then call out words of encouragement. Some might even question why we are struggling as much as we are...why it is taking us so long to get through? 

Nobody can relate to the difficulty of our own personal struggles. Every one's strengths are different and everyone will push through the mud at different speeds

There will be times when our pit will appear to have no end in sight. There will be times when all we will want to do is to give up, lie down and sink.

But when we are feeling down and defeated, when others efforts aren't quite enough to help us though....those are the times when we need to call out for help,... and Christ will answer that call. Wading out without hesitation,  to carry us the rest of the way. 

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I hope my dear friend knows just how amazing she is as a person, a friend and a mother.
Knowing her makes me a better person...and I'm grateful for that.

The recovery

Okay, I've had my moment and now I'm back! :-)

Thank you to everyone for your emails and thoughtful advice...in fact...this past week reminded me of a life lesson story.

We'll call it -- THE TUTU

For my oldest daughters birthday she asked for a Tutu to dance in. I watch way to much project runway and assumed my sweet skills I acquired from 'Sewing in the Fastlane' (a class I took in High School) were still sharp and ready to wow. So I bought everything I thought I would need and decided that I would whip up one of the most amazing Tutus my daughter had ever seen, but at the end of my 3rd day...I was left with a mess. A flat, 10-gallon, non-stretch elastic waisted mess.

I was going to burn the thing -- but my husband insisted that after all that work I should still give it to her. When she opened her gift, she cheered "A TUTU!" then when she pulled it from the box she said,"Wait? what is this?"

I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. I was glued to the couch in complete disappointment as I looked on. My hubby spoke up for me and told her that it was a Tutu that I had made for her.

This is when my amazing daughter said, "Oh I love it!! You would make something for me? Wow, its perfect!" Then she tried to put it on and she looked like a....well......I don't even have words for it.

(Poor girl)

Needless to say -- she never wore it and a few days later I was sharing this tale with one of my dear neighborhood friends when she said, "Oh you should have just called me, I know how to make easy Tutu's where you just tie and go - no sewing."

I took from this life lesson the idea of never trying to tackle things on my own, no matter what it is. I realize now that no matter what I'm faced with, some one I know will always have a way to over come or some advice to help improve my situation. I hope you will do the same, don't try to tackle tasks on your own, that's why Heavenly Father gave us family and friends!

And that is why I posted the last post and asked for you to help-- and you pulled through just like I knew you would. I actually received a quote from a few different ladies that I wanted to share.

""People are often unreasonable and self centered.  Forgive them anyway.  If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives.  Be kind anyway.  If you are honest, people may cheat you.  Be honest anyway.  If you find happiness, people may be jealous.  Be happy anyway.  The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow.  Do good anyway.  Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.  Give your best anyway.  For you see, in the end it is between you and God.  It never was between you and them anyway."  (Mother Teresa)

THANK YOU AGAIN FOR UPLIFTING ME AND CARRYING ME WHEN I NEEDED YOU.

The Table has turned...

I know many of you come to visit the blog looking for a little pick-me-up...we'll today I am asking you to pick me up.

I was confronted with a little situation the other day -- where I was approached by someone with an usual situation, one that left me in awe at the moment but as time passes...I'm beginning to be unsure about how to address my own problems. So now I turn to you....my mediocre mom advice may appear at times to be helpful,  but I am discovering that when it comes to advice on life in general...that is where I'm lacking.
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The other day I had a knock at my door where I welcomed in someone who asked to speak to me and my husband about some things that were weighing on their mind. They took a seat and over the next while proceeded to address issues that they had with me and my family. We responded to them the best we could on the spot, and at the end of the conversation, we were asked (in a non-offensive way) to leave them be...we shook hands and they left my home.
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I've laughed, I've cried and I've questioned....What do I do from here??

I know the details are vague -- but only because I still hold feelings for this family. I do love them, I wish my kindness wasn't perceived as acts of pity upon them. I wish my decisions (unknowingly) wouldn't have affected their family they way they did.

I've decided for now...the best thing for me to do is to just smile, pray for understanding (on my part) and for their family as well.

The world is a strange one at times.....isn't it?

If you have any advice or anything to help me understand how to handle such a situation...please share your thoughts....I would love to hear from you, you hear enough from me as it is.

The Reality is...

I was told something yesterday that was a small piece of advice - yet rang enormously in truth.
When it comes to raising children in the gospel today....One of the counselors in my stake presidency stated:

"What we have to realize

is that our kids are better than we are.....

They just need to be taught."

Live today in a way that allows your children to become the best they can be, and don't be afraid to be one of the M.E.A.N.E.S.T moms around -- allow them to stand firm on your unwavering testimony until they are old enough to stand alone. 

 

The Apology

After surviving a long, painful day of emotional mayhem (from myself) -- I went in to my little boy's room to tuck them in for the night, While kneeling by Corby's bed I told him I loved him and that I would try to do a better job and that they all deserved more from me.

While I was pouring my heart out to the boy, Dewie walked in, over hearing the last little bit of my lengthy apology regarding my failed day.

She didn't say a word. She hugged me silently and left to get into bed. I kissed my boys and headed over to the girls room. Where I kissed them, told them I loved them and tucked them in for the night. I turned to walk out of the room when Dewie called me back...

"Mom?"
"What."
"Aren't you going to tell us a story?"
"No, no stories tonight."
"But Corby got a story."
"No, Corby didn't get stories."
"Yes he did...the story about how mean you were today. Will you tell that one to us too?"

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YES - They all deserved to hear my apology
YES - I shouldn't have yelled and should have been more patient
YES - They are good kids
YES - They needed to hear it...(how much I loved them)
YES - They will forgive me and love me for who I am
YES - I am human
YES - My personal demons will try to convince me that I failed
YES - there is room for improvement
YES - I'm mad at myself
YES - They need me to be stronger
YES - I'm doing the best I can right now
YES - My Heavenly Father knows that
YES - He has already forgiven me
YES - He is willing to help
YES - He loves me still

 -- You can never out grow it and there is no shame in an apology -- And after you have apologized, don't forget to hug, kiss and tell your kids how much you love and appreciate all they do for you. --

Its sounds like...

A while back I had company over. They spent the afternoon with us and by evening, after I had finally settled my crazy crew down in their beds, I sat down next to our guest on my couch and they breathed an exhausted sigh and ask, "Is it always this crazy around here?" (odd, why were they exhausted? Shouldn't I be the worn out one?) I smiled back and said, "This isn't crazy, this is every day fun."

Maybe they were referring to the blaring voices of my girls as they sang and danced to their favorite songs down stairs.

Maybe they were referring to the clicketty clack chatter of my boys and their WHOOoo WHooo sounds as they pushed their trains around our feet as we sat around the table chatting after dinner.

Maybe they were referring to the squeals and giggles from tickles, the ruckus of wrestling and chasing each other from room to room.

Maybe it was the fact that more often than I would like to admit one kid was coming up to me whining their complaints about what someone else had done or frankly wasn't doing.

Maybe it was the kerplunk kerplunk of piano keys from inventive, beautiful music played by a 3 year old and a tip toeing, stretched out, one year old who could only reach a few conflicting notes.

Maybe to others it could sound like racket, commotion, disorder, mayhem or simple chaos.

But to me....It Sounds Like HOME,

I'm grateful for the noise that rebounds off the walls of my home, the good and the bad...I wouldn't want to be anywhere else.

What keeps you grounded?

Just a quick reminder of what we need when times get tough...

A TESTIMONY

(With one, we can overcome anything)

 Don't just keep a testimony....let your testimony keep you!

  M - Moms

          E - Everywhere

    A - Always

N -Need

       E - Extremely

  S - Strong

          T - Testimonies

Thats what we do (part 2)

Just to clarify -- there are a lot of moments as mothers that we will look back on and miss...

THIS IS NOT ONE OF THEM

Thank you, Amoxicillin, for bringing to pass one of the greatest blow-outs in Collard history!

While out shopping; with not bathtub; no change of clothes....nothing but sweet memories.

Thats what we do...

We sacrifice our sleep because as a mother we unknowingly signed up to work night shifts.

We take time before the school bus to fix our 7 year olds hair all cute for school -- even though we know that by first recess she will have taken it out and ran about like a wild bushy mess

We drink Dr Pepper more than we should, because its all that keeps us happy when dealing with kids who have Hand foot & Mouth disease; secondary sinus infections, diarrhea and legs that are "tired of walking".

We take on the challenge of grocery shopping with kids every other week with the good intentions of this trip actually being a good one -- you think we would learn.

We buy dog food by the millions of gallons because frankly....dogs are fun.

We work odd ball jobs to earn a little extra cash -- $KA-CHING$ -- but only for the van battery to die and the Nissan alternator to go out. Spending money doesn't seem fun anymore.

We grab lunch in drive Thur's to save time...curse the restaurant because you assume they forgot your plastic knife to cut up a corn dog with - you pull over, cut up a flesh burning dog with its own dull stick, get back on the road and while navigating traffic you reach back and stuff the chops of a starving 1 year old, only to have your own meaty finger mistake as a dog and nearly bitten off. Then while examining your pained finger, you see the plastic knife laying mockingly in your lap. But no worries, its all good.

We go through more laundry detergent than we should, because 2 day old wet towels left in the washer could use a few extra cups on the rewash.

We smile -- because it makes everyone else think we have it all together, until your sour faced 5 year old, with arms crossed angrily chastises you to "Stop Smiling".

ISN'T MOTHERHOOD THE GREATEST!

And its sad but true - that these are the silly things we are going to miss.

Pictures of Christ

I feel that children are subconsciously influenced by the decor inside the home. Their environment speaks to them -- what is your home saying?

I've tried to make an effort to put up pictures -- large or small -- around their rooms, one the fridge and on the walls of the home.....on the backside of their bedroom door, so when they storm up there and slam it shut they have a picture of Christ staring back at them.

You can purchase little picture packets from Desertbook.com for just a few bucks.
http://deseretbook.com/Ministry-Christ-Packet-3x4-Sounds-Zion/i/2886151
They are the perfect size to place around the home.

A while back I was looking for a picture of Christ to put by the front door in our living room. I didn't have very much cash so I tried my luck and looked on ksl.com classified and was surprised to see quite a few pictures of Christ for sale. Many of the ads listed "Does not go with decor"...how is it possible that a picture of Christ could clash with any style? But at their loss and my gain --  I scored a very cool picture for $15 bucks, but it made me wonder....How does Christ fit into our lives? Does his image go with our decor?

Try to make Christ more a part of your home -- The present of his images can be a simple reminder, to not only our family but to us as tired, well-worn, emotional moms looking for that day by day pick-me-up; to be more Christ like - gentle and kind.

Ye Are the Light of the World -- by Simon Dewey

Conference Weekend -- YEAH!

I don't know about you but I am really looking forward to Conference this weekend, I could really use a spiritual pick-me-up.

I can't pin point my problem lately - but these past couple week I've been sulking around feeling sorry for myself. I wouldn't say that I'm sad or depressed...but I wouldn't say that I'm content and over joyed either. I'm in a restless rut and I can't seem to pull out of it.

Then, last Saturday, I was fortunate enough to have a sweet husband who scored me a ticket to the General RS Meeting at the Conference Center in SLC.

I was able to get out and have a girls night with some sweet ladies from our ward; I met up with a dear friend from High school who always makes me feel more amazing than I really am and I was able to sit rows away from our dear Prophet. What a blessed night.

I was able to watch President Monson, I could overhear his voice as he greeted and asked about the families of his counselors and members of the seventy that presided. I watched as he tapped his feet in time with the rhythm of songs and the most important thing I witnessed, was that he was human, like me.

Pres. Dieter F. Uchtdorf spoke at the meeting...he truly was an inspired man!

Through my fumbling and inadequate words I would only take away from this extraordinary message he had prepared, but his talk brought me to tears, for he had touched on each subject that filled the void I had been feeling, and I know I must not be the only one because he wasn't just speaking to Jenn Collard of Cedar Valley Utah...he was speaking to ALL WOMEN.

His main points were : Forget not, to be patient with yourself -- Forget not the difference between a good sacrifice and a foolish sacrifice -- forget not to be happy now -- Forget not the "why" of the gospel and remember the Lord and savior will forget you not.

Please take the time to search out, find his Message and read it in its entirety.

Until then...they have released highlights of the meeting, they can be found at http://lds.org/pages/general-rs-meeting-2011?lang=eng

FIND BEAUTY IN EACH DAYS ORDINARY MOMENTS AND BE HAPPY!!

and take time to read, watch or listen to conference this weekend, I'm sure they will have a message just for you!

There is a lesson to be learned

You know that thing that your kid keeps doing, over...and over...and over again. From your perspective the problem could be resolved if they would just listen to you in the first place. You find yourself echoing yesterdays lecturing words of wisdom day after day.

Like this morning, everyone work up a bit cranky...Including me, I'm not going to lie. So when the fighting and crying began full force at 7:50am...by 8:15 I had had enough. I sat my kids down and I laid it all out...but the end of my rant my oldest was near tears and my 2 others just sat staring blank faced and shell shocked from over their cereal bowls on the table.

Had I went to far?? what are they thinking right now....did it sink in this time that enough was enough? They knew what was expected of them, regardless of how their day was going, I expect them to show love and respect to each other at all times, Their siblings should be their best friends, not the people the come and go in their lives through school relations, no bulling, no punching while moms not looking, no saying hurtful things.....would the lesson finally sink in....would something be learned?

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I know I'm guilty of not doing the things my Heavenly Father has asked of me, I'm reminded all the time of what I "Should be doing" or "What is expected of me" as a mother, as a daughter of god, as his child.

I know sometimes I push my limits as well -- and in return, I'm sure my Heavenly Father sometimes feels the parental frustrations I endure with my own little ones.

We know what we should be doing, We've been told over, and over and over again.

There is going to come a day when we'll be sat down and reprimand in our own way. We will think, yes, I should have been doing this, or maybe I should have done that before it got this out of hand.

Do we want to wait for the day? Or can we stop the momentum now from building?

How many of our 'Problems' could be resolved if we would just do what we know we should.
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I didn't enjoy myself this morning, and I'm sure Heavenly Father takes no joy in reprimanding us at times.

There is just simply a lesson to be learned.

It's all okay

Regardless of what comes to visit us from time to time...

Sorrow

Misfortune

Heartbreak

Disappointment

Distress

Contention

Doubt

Everyone has their own moments of overwhelming uncertainty...its during those moments you have to remember, no matter what,

YOU'RE GOING TO BE OKAY

Conquering the Chaos

The 'Collard Chaos'...that's what I call it at home. Its an every day occurrence, just some days are worse than others.

Like last night, we had soccer practice. Darrin had a Scout recharter meeting so he wasn't home...again it was up to me to keep my wits about while trying to conquer the chaos.

I was trying to get dinner in the crock pot before we left so it would be ready (Hopefully) when we walked back in the door later that night, while doing so I was barking orders to the kids to go potty, get their shoes and their waters.
A speedy "Yes Mom" wasn't what I got....instead I had Corby laying on the flooring crying out "I can't get ready! My legs are tired of walking!"
Dewie was trying to put her soccer socks on, she would get one toe in and some how the other little piggies kept escaping so she would start kicking and yelling "I can't do it!! I can't....I can't!...MMoooommmm I...CANT...DO...IT!"
Then Arlee walks in the kitchen and I say, "Grab your homework we'll have to do it at the park, bud." Immediately she bursts into tears..."I can't bring my homework, I have to cut out things and the wind will blow them all away."
Meanwhile Creedin is crying from his highchair waiting for his snack that I kept forgetting to get.

After threatening all of them to "stop crying and get moving or we'll just stay home",  for the 109th time....the thought occurred to me...Time to pray.

I have actually found in the past that when my kids, and most importantly my own emotions start to spiral out of control, a simple family prayer solves the problem.

I gathered everyone around Corby, since he was still laying on the floor looking all pathetically crippled, and I said a prayer...I prayed for each one of them individually, as well as myself.  Publicly acknowledging the fact that I was being impatient and not very nice...I then closed by asking that we could all be happy and enjoy our night.

The second the prayer ended we gave hugs, apologized and just as I hoped, the attitudes changed, even mine.

I know for myself when chaos is high in the home I tend to get wrapped up in it and my emotions aren't really in check.

If you ever feel that happening, take time to STOP and PRAY with your kids when you feel the momentum climbing. It will help you come to grips with things, it quickly invites the spirit back to the home and most of all your kids will learn by example that you can ask Heavenly Father for help with anything. 

KEEP BEING THE AMAZING PERSON THAT YOU ARE -- AFTER ALL, YOU ARE THEIR GREATEST EXAMPLE.

Its the little Memories...

I have found that on days when I'm not feeling that chipper or having a poor me day (as I call it), one of the simplest ways to change my mood is to open my Journals and read.

I'm not sure if you can even call my Journals -- Journals. They are more so memory books. They are littered with small entries, each one comprised of something that made me smile, and nothing makes me smile more than the silly or sweet things my kiddos do as I watch them grow.

I encourage you today to pull out a note book, an old Journal or whatever you have, (Internet postings wont count) It needs to be something tangible, a book that you can pull out at any time -- open and read it. In just a few minutes of reminiscing you will feel better, be happier, love more and most of you will be reminded that Motherhood is worth it!

Here are just  few examples of my entries -- proof that they don't have to be complex. After all its the little things in life that make us happy and that often are forgotten with time. It will only take a few minutes before you go to sleep to recapture brief highlights of your day, remember...Simple is all you need.

"Today at lunch Arlee told me she wanted to grow up to be a paleontologist, Dewie pipped up and said, 'Oh yeah, Well I'm going to be a witch!' and then Corby added, 'And I'm going to be a Frog!'"

"I heard Dewie talking in her bed tonight -- I went in to check on her. She was mumbling in her sleep so I leaned in and said 'Dewie are you okay?' She answered, 'Yep, and I found some cheese.' Holding back laughter I said, 'well good, but are you okay? Need anything?' she replied, 'nope, I'm good.' I kissed her and she turned over and went back to sleep."

"Arlee was making her sandwich today for lunch, she pulled out the lunch meat and said in a surprised voice, 'Huh! I didn't know you could buy SMOKED turkey Beast...'I laughed and said...Yeahhhh...then she added, 'how do they smoke it?' and I said 'I think your question should be...where do they Find Turkey BEASTS. She looked confused for a second, looked back at the lunch meat package, reread it and started to belly laugh."

"Today after nursery Corby's teacher came up and told me that Corby was playing Lego's and building something all class. When he was asked at the end of class what he built, he answered, "The Temple."  (What a sweet boy! Maybe we are doing something right.)"

"Creedin thinks it hilarious to screech at the top of his lungs, then laugh. It makes you laugh because of his belly giggles -- which in turn makes him shriek more. Creating a viscous circle of shrill, ear popping chaos."

Start today and make a collection of the little things in your daily life, before they are gone.



The Outlook, What do you see?

"The reason people find it so hard to be happy

is that they always see the past better than it was,

the present worse than it is,

and the future less resolved than it will be."

                                                                    -Marcel Pagnol-

Instead...I hope you cherish the past, live and love the present and embrace to the future. 

There is a LDS Hymn that I think says it all...

(Praise to the Lord, the Almighty pg. 72, 4th vs)

"Hast thou not seen, how all thou needest,

hath been granted...."

Its natural to think..."Life would be better if only I had"....or "Things would be better if only I could"....but if we could only realize that we already have everything we would ever need for this time in our lives, how much stronger we could be to face our adversities, how much brighter our out look on life would be and most of all...we would be HAPPY.

                                                        

Blessings aren't material....step back and try to see the blessing you have so abundantly received and remember today, all that you could ever need-you have already received.



I love *SUNdays*

I look forward to Sunday -- and only because it recharges, teaches and brightens my out look on life. My Sundays can be busy, with  my hubby gone early each morning, then up on the stand during sacrament - fulfilling his bishopric duties. I'm trying to entertain and hush 4 - sometimes 5 little bodies, age 7 to 11months.

Amidst all the chatty little voices and fussy baby cries -- there was something my High Councilman said that impacted me, he said....

"The fact is, you will never have enough time to teach

your kids everything they need to know...
so wisely use the time you have been given."

I am guilty of filling my day unknowingly with tasks that eliminate precious time I should be giving to my kids.

I"m going to make a conscience effort and I encourage you as well -- no matter the age of your child/children invite them to be involved in your day, it provides opportunity for them to talk and for you to teach. Make your daily tasks (chores) fun for them as well. Their attention wont last long -- so in that brief moment take the time to hug them, laugh with them and remind them just how amazing they are and that you love them!

Now this isn't to make you feel guilty -- but I hope it encourages you, as it did me, to involve your kids more.

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This last weekend my 4 year old helped can cherry pie filling and my 7 year old wanted to learn how to sew a pillowcase for her friend's birthday. Yes, I could have accomplished both of these tasks a lot faster on my own -- but doing so would have waisted away precious memories. 

Without saying a word, I could tell they truly appreciated and enjoyed the time spent together, their actions said it all.

Its a good day to cry

There is always a day when I feel...
Tired
Deflated
Fat
Concerned
Stressed
Burdened
Lonely
Overwhelmed
Feeling little Self Worth
Frustrated
Angry
 A Failure
Loss
Over worked
Under appreciated
Ugly
Friendless
Hopeless
Alone

These are the days when I need a good cry......A chance to wash away those self destroying, critical emotions that I created for myself. Days when I'm my own worst enemy.

If only I could see myself  - everyday - the way others, and most importantly, the way my Father in Heaven sees me.... 

Successful
Caring
Kind
Selfless
Hopeful
Resilient
Needed
Loved
Beautiful
Talented
Patient
Full of Service
Empowered
A Woman, A Wife, A Mother, A Sister, A Friend

What more could I possibly want to be??

I'll take a few bad days...

Ahhh yes...nothing like a little viral diarriah to put a mom to the test.

I have spent the last 36 hours caring for 3 sick kids. I've been cleaning vomit out of beds, off floors and soaking baby diarriah out of every article of clothing I own.....if my baby poops out of his diaper and on to me one more time....I'm not sure how together I will be come morning.

I called the Dr and they tell me...yep it sounds like viral diarriah which causes upset stomachs, its just going to have to run its course and could take up to 2 weeks (now that's just what I wanted to hear - how exciting! -- can you sense the sarcasm?)

Its moments like this when I find me having a little chat with myself...trying to keep it together.

At first I melt down.....then I get cranky, sometimes telling Heavenly Father, okay a little help here would be nice.....then I melt down again......and then finally I am reminded just how grateful I am that this is all I have to deal with when it comes to my child's health.

I'm so grateful for little bouts of sickness that keep me in check and help me to appreciate the health we have. I'm thankful my kids are home with me. I'm thankful I'm healthy enough to clean up after then and care for them.

Sometimes all it takes is a few bad days to remind us how great the good days are and how lucky we can be.

Thank you for taking the time to read my blog, giving me a place to vent and reflect. I hope you find something you can relate to or find through my crazy life, little reminders, that the daily tasks you do are demanding and sometimes necessary but can be very rewarding.

 I wish great health to you and your family!

Stepping outside your comfort

I have some issues when it comes to camping....tent camping....with 4 little kids...in dirt....eating out of the back of my car...sharing my table with chipmunks...not bathing...and being forced to use stinky, toxic, fly infested, hole in the ground, toilets. I was a bit reluctant and honestly struggled to look forward to my 6 day camping trip in Great Basin National Park on the Utah/Nevada boarder.
For starters it was a nightmare to pack up bedding, food and clothing; cram it all into a minivan while leaving enough comfortable space for 6 breathing bodies. I'll admit it....I was annoyed and possibly not my pleasant self. :-)

But after I had vented all morning and gave a few notorious "you have to be kidding me" sighs, we were on the road. As we drove and as I watched my hubby with perma-grin, tell us about all the cool things we were going to see and do. As I listened to my kiddos squeal with excitement, I decided this week was not about me and that I would do my best to not allow my germaphobic, systematic insanity interfere with their week of fun.

I challenged myself to step outside my comfort zone and while doing so, try to relax a bit...if possible. To my surprise...I ended up having the absolute BEST time of my life! I even found myself laughing with my hubby as we soaked through while struggling to drape a tarp in dim headlamp light over our tent on the third night of down pouring rain.

It made me wonder how much unexpected joy I have already missed by being a house hermit. If I had known how much laughter and memories awaited, I would  have changed my attitude and been more adventurous years ago. I have done other camp outs, but because of my attitude I haven't enjoyed one as much as this.

How long has it been since you've stepped out of your routine and comfort?

Take a chance, change the attitude and do something out of the ordinary today!

(See more pictures of the camp trip on our family blog thecollardgreens.blogspot.com)

Addictions

I want you to think of an addiction (it can be any addiction)....then I want you to think of how that addiction could affect and possibly change some one's life.

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Most likely the addiction you though of was negative....am I right?

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More often than not, the word "Addiction" is looked at in a negative light.

Can there be a good addiction??

This past weekend I attended church at my parents ward. It just happened to be a homecoming of a returned missionary. At the end of her report she mentioned that she was "Addicted to the love of her Father in Heaven", she yearned to feel it every day.

I  believe there can be good addictions....and that these addictions can positively effect and change your life.

Living the life of a missionary helps you to live in constant focus of the gospel principles. You are in tune to the spirit so you can receive direction during your day and you have daily personal  prayer and scripture study -- you are surrounded by reminders of the love your Heavenly Father has for you. 

What are we doing to receive constant reminders?

When was the last time you felt the love of your Father in Heaven?

Just as our children yearn to hear us say we love them; your spirit wants to feel that peace and happiness that comes from knowing and realizing, simply...that your Father in Heaven loves you too. In a busy and distracting world today, this can be tough. 

Even on your most challenging days with your children, you love them all the same -- do you realize your Father in Heaven is more forgiving, more patient and more understanding than we'll ever be.

Most importantly, He loves you more than you can even comprehend.

Don't ever forget -- start today -- and allow yourself the time to feed the daily addiction that your spirit craves, to feel Heavenly Fathers love.

Monster Mom

My girls have a board hanging by their bedroom door. Every night after I tuck them in, they ask if I will draw them a picture - so I usually doodle a few scribbles, call it good and sign it by (drawing) heart -U-2, then we are good for the night.

Tonight they asked me and at first I said, "No." They begged so I did a quick 3 second doodle, popped the pen back into place without signing it and said, "That's all you get tonight" and I walked out of the room to tuck in the boys.

Minutes later Dewie (my 4 year old) calls me back asking for a drink. I noticed Arlee (my 7 year old) hiding her head and unusually quiet.

So I asked her, "What's the matter?"  (in my..."I'm tired, what is your problem" voice)....she didn't answer, so I climbed the bunk and pulled back the blankets to find her quietly crying.

What a heart-breaking moment for a mom.

Naturally I softened my tone and asked again, "Whats wrong, buddy?"

At first she didn't want to talk, but after a little coaxing she finally said, "You were just kind of mean today...and you wouldn't even draw our picture and say you loved us before we went to sleep."

yeah, it might have seemed like a stupid drawing to me.

I know I felt checked out and was tired from the day.

I knew I had been a monster all day long.

I was impatient, bossy, nagging....you name it.

But instead of ignoring it, now was my chance to correct it all.

I had a little heart to heart chat with each of my kiddos, apologizing to them and reassuring them how much I truly loved them and what great kids they are.

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We as moms are going to have off days. That's okay. Its okay to let your children see your weaknesses, but you must take the time to reassure them that they are indeed YOUR weaknesses...not theirs. Children tend to think that parents can be agitated and angry because of things they do.....make sure your children never carry your stress and burdens.

Because you woke up cranky, because your husband is gone a lot, because your baby is sick and not happy, because your house isn't in order....there is no excuse for not showing more love and expressing "I love you" more often to our children.

Take time to talk lovingly to them about your emotions during a rough day. Make sure they understand its just you having a crazy mom moment  :-) ....and you aren't perfect.

Children truly are amazing - they are quick to forgive, they are patient and more understanding than we think...and most of all, they are full of love.

NOW GO HUG AND KISS YOUR KIDS!

Tomorrow is a  new day.   

My Savior

Some days I need a simple-beautiful reminder, maybe there are days you do too.

"HE IS THE LIGHT AND THE LIFE OF THE WORLD;

YEA, A LIGHT THAT IS ENDLESS,

THAT CAN NEVER BE DARKENED..."

(Mosiah 16:9)

A Life Lesson from a Loaf of bread

I stood in the checkout line today...watching my perfect, fluffy loaf of bread make its way to the register where it was carelessly scanned then tossed down to the bagger. Who roughly snatched it up, but only after the conveyor had tumbled it a few times, stuffed it half way into a sack with a couple canned items then hucked it into the cart, topping it with a couple dozen eggs.

The girl then smiled, asked if I needed help out (Ummmm no thank you, you've done enough damage already)....I decline but thank them anyway, then rush out to my car where I attempted to rescue my bread, while trying to reshape it I found myself frustrated and muttering "Unbelievable!" to myself.

On the drive home I tried to figure out why I didn't say something....I stood there witnessing it, knowing full well the outcome.  Why hadn't I stopped it before the damage was done?? Frankly...the only answer I had was because I was afraid to speak up.

LIFE LESSON:

If that loaf of bread was a family member or dear friend, would I idly stand by watching their destruction? Would I be brave enough to speak up, to voice my concern. To try to protect and prevent damage.

Once its damaged, a loaf never really is the same. Your investment in a loaf a bread is minimal...but your investment in the life of a loved one is priceless. Making it more of a reason to step up and say something.

If your child or loved one is unknowingly being pulled by the adversary. If they innocently can't see the dangers around them. If they appear to be headed for danger..... Don't be afraid to speak up - Do what you can to protect and possibly rescue your loved one.

Step up and say something even if it makes you a meanest mom ever....at least you wont have any regrets or what ifs.

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You might be thinking..."that was a stretch" or "wow, all that from a stupid, smashed loaf of bread?"

And my answer to that is....WHY NOT? There are life lessons to be learned everywhere, everyday.

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Add this to your list of a million daily tasks :-)

One of the Greatest Commandments I feel that will bless our lives the most as a Mother, is...

"Thou Shalt Love The Lord Thy God With all Thy Heart"

The more we know God, the more we will love him. When we love him, we trust him. When we have someone to trust and rely on unconditionally we know we are never alone. And when we know, without a doubt that we never stand alone our darkest days can always be brightened.  

So your challenge this week is to give 10 minutes of your busy day to get to know him better. 

Ways to do this:

1. Believe that he exists and know that he loves you

2. Take time to study his scriptures, even a small amount of reading will improve your attitude and your day.

3. Pray often to him -- involve him in your life. 

4. Obey his commandments

Do these things and you will come to know him and you will realize he is always there to comfort and direct us. Do this and your life will be blessed!

The Comforter by Scott Sumner

The Mechanics of Motherhood

I've decided that my kids remind me sometimes of a dreaded trip to the mechanics....

There are days (like today) when I have to call up their dad, telling him all how exhausting my day has been. The battles, the complaining, the screaming, the pushing, the tattling, the wrestling that leads to tears even though I told them over and over and over again to stop wrestling.  

I warn him that when he gets home...I'm going to need his help to keep my sanity.

He gets home, we sit down to dinner....

LAUGHTER is all I hear

We finish eating, everyone puts their dishes away and runs downstairs to play.

I sit on the couch next to their dad, watching them....

Even the baby is entertaining himself and babbling into complete adorableness

That's when my sweet hubby looks over and says with a smile, "They are tough, huh."

Just like that leak or squeak in your car that magically goes away and can't be found by the mechanic after you drive across town and describe it to them....I've learned, some things I witness are for my eyes and ears only. 

But that's okay -- I can take it....right? After all I am a M.M.E (meanest mom ever)  

A mom's "To Do List"

We all have "To Do Lists" for today laid out in our minds...but do our lists include:
 - Giving our children hugs and words of praise
 - Telling your spouse how much you appreciate them
 - Holding/Rocking your baby
 - Sitting down and playing with your child
 - or simply calling a loved one...just because.

Right now, the most important thing you can do today, is to sign off and use these few minutes you have found to give your attention to your family.

Make sure your family knows,

right now,

How much YOU love them!

Consider this....

I love the scriptures!

However I struggle trying to understand exactly what Isaiah's words are all about, but I know they are important so I do my best to tread through the fog that clouds my mind while I read...hoping that I might catch something.

I know his words must hold messages I need to hear, otherwise Nephi wouldn't have been inspired to share what he felt was important from Isaiah.

Last night I read 2 Nephi 24 (which is compared to Isaiah 14)....It spoke about Lucifer's rebellion and being cast from heaven, and how he claimed he would "Exalt his throne above the stars of God...and would be like the most high." (vs 13-14)

The verse I want to share with you is 2 Nephi 24:16
(referring to Satan)

"They that see thee shall narrowly look upon thee,

and shall consider thee,

and shall say:

 Is this the man that made the earth to tremble,

that did shake kingdoms?"

I think that if we could only see Satan, we would realize his is NOTHING compared to us!!

Why do we fear him?? Why do we let him defeat us??

When the day comes that we will "Narrowly" look upon him (Narrowly = barely, hardly, scarcely),

We will consider him...(Consider = to judge or think about)

and we will wonder how it was ever possible that he was the one....

WE ARE SO MUCH GREATER THAN HE WILL EVER BE --

TODAY, TOMORROW, FOREVER!

Beating Bedtime Blues

If your house is anything like mine, the very mention of "Bedtime" can cause even the joyfullest of children to melt into a puddle of toxic death.

Some nights are better than others...The good nights seem to be on the nights when Dad is home and can work his mood-changing magic. :-)

Here is an example of his sweet skills that I envy....

Last night we were ready for bed and sat down to do our family scripture reading. We made it about a chapter before kids were chatting with each other about the days events and fighting over who gets to sleep with what, and who slept with this and that the night before.

They were totally checked out from what we were trying to focus on. So I ended the chapter we were on and announced, "Done, off to Bed." 

Instantly, we hear "No, we'll listen, We'll listen!!"

I was tired and ready to just drag them kicking and screaming off to bed when Dad pipped in with an idea.

Since we were sitting in somewhat of a circle he said before anyone could go to bed we would have to say something nice about the person to our right -- Instantly smiles spread across our little ones faces. We went around the circle, taking our time, letting each kid express their own thoughts and as many as they wished about the person to their right, then watched them intently listen to what others had to say.

We ended -- said bedtime prayers -- gave hugs -- then shuffled off to bed...everyone in great moods.

I share this because we have decided to make this a family tradition. Each night before prayers we will go around the circle and express our love and appreciation for one another.

This will invite the spirit into your home. Plus I think, the older our kids get the less we cuddle and kiss them....the busier we become, the less time we take to express our love and praises to them, even for the simplest of things.

Older kids might grumble and think its lame but they might be the ones who need to hear these expressions of love the most.

So tonight before bed, try this with your family.

Do this and I promise your family bond will grow, and maybe your bedtime with little ones wont be as rough.

Gone, but only for a while.

Last Saturday our sweet Stacey would have celebrated her 33rd Birthday.

I've thought a lot about you these past few days...I miss you Stace, I miss being able to call you for advise or even just to hear your words of encouragement when my days seem long and draining. 

Stacey was one of the M.E.A.N.E.S.T moms I knew :-) and I know she would have adorned the title with pride. She was so patient and always seeking out ways to teach her children.

She passed away suddenly- 2 weeks after the birth of her fourth baby. It took several months for me to come to terms with her loss. As I stood by her bedside saying our goodbyes and watching my brothers heart breaking -- devastated, doesn't even come close to how I felt. I was so certain she was going to make it, her work as a mother was not even close to being finished. She was needed here.....what was so important to take her way?

As weeks passed my heartache and questioning turned to anger, watching my brother struggle with his little ones as he tried to grieve and come to terms with the responsibilities he now faced alone. I just couldn't understand the situation we were left in.....til one day I received a phone call from my sister. She had just walked out of the temple when she called me. She said she was sitting waiting for her session when she pulled out the Book of Mormon and it fell open to Moroni chapter 9. She then stated, "I just felt verse 25 was something you needed to hear.....

"My [Daughter], be faithful in Christ; and may not the things

I have [done] grieve thee, to weigh thee down unto death,

but may Christ lift thee up, and may his sufferings and death,

and the showing his body unto our fathers, and his mercy

and long suffering, and the hope of his glory and of

eternal life, rest in your mind forever"

This was the start to my awakening....days later I sat down to read a quick talk out of the Ensign. The talk I opened to was by Pres. Eyring...as I read it I cried. Our Father in Heaven is amazing...and when we are finally willing to listen, he will reach out to us.

http://lds.org/ensign/2009/05/adversity?lang=eng&noLang=true&path=/ensign/2009/05/adversity

The loss of a loved one can break you. But when you get knocked down you have to find a way to pick yourself back up again. If you or someone you know is struggling today -- I hope these messages that brought me understanding, renewed my hope and joy for life, will do the same for you.

And when we think of our loved ones -- remember the words of Enos...

"...I go to the place of my rest, which is with my Redeemer;

And I rejoice in the day when my mortal shall put on immortality,

and shall stand before him; then shall I see his face with pleasure..."
(Enos 1:27)

http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/deseretnews/obituary.aspx?n=stacey-lynn-lambert-wolfley&pid=129745389&fhid=4510

Its a SPOON! - Get a grip

I'm slightly embarrassed to post this one because it might make me look like a complete lunatic. But....my hope is that my readers will either understand my insanity or wont make the same mistake I did.

we woke up yesterday morning and headed down to breakfast. After getting the kids cereal all poured I realize -- because I didn't do the dishes the day before, we were spoon less, I couldn't even scrounge up my usual plastic supply, it was out too.

I found myself quickly annoyed at the fact I was digging through the sink, finding spoons to wash. My sweet hubby -- innocently made the comment "We just need to buy more spoons so we wont run out as quickly."

KABOOM!

Wrong thing to say to a wildly unstable woman who was digging through a sink of filth at 8am in the morning.

 For some reason -- the very though of "buy more spoons" made me angry - but only with myself. Why had I been so LAZY yesterday, Why wasn't I capable of staying on top of such a SIMPLE task as keeping the spoons we did have, clean.

(I know, your thinking wow - phys co.....you can stop reading anytime now if you want.) 

It took me a good 2 hours to get a grip on myself and realize, "HELLO,...Its a SPOON."

I then had to go around and apologize to everyone in the family for my stupid-spitfire morning. Never a fun task...but it needed to be done.

There are going to be days when things you do will never be good enough, in your eyes. Those are the days you need to reality check yourself...are you plummeting over something as silly as a spoon?? Keep focused on what really is important -- Do what you can to keep the spirit in the home, Don't get frustrated and don't let something so meaningless ruin your day.

so next time you feel your mood shifting...think of me, then ask yourself,

" IS THIS A SPOON ISSUE?"