Monday, January 31, 2011

True Friends

Saturday night I was uber tired. Alan was at work and since there was nothing to do, and as I said, I was uber tired, I went to bed at 9:30; well that is until Alan woke me up by calling me. He had just invited some people over for dinner the next day and wanted to make sure that this was okay. I was a little mad at first, he had invited these people over for dinner without asking me about it first and now he expected me to just come up with a meal to feed four people. It didn't help that I was tired and was almost asleep when he called me.

But it worked out perfectly. Alan helped me make dinner and then he felt like rearranging the living room. I told him to forget about it, that that was a Saturday thing to do and that we should just focus on clearing off the table (basically our desk, eating area, dump everything place). Well he pushed on and broke the Sabbath just a little bit ;). Haha! But I'm really estatic about the results. I love the way that he set it up. But moving on from that. Dinner turned out way awesome and though we didn't have quite enough they brought a dessert so it was just fine. So my angst about that was easily brushed off. What made the night was what happened after dinner.

As is wont, we sat down on the couches and talked, just catching each other up on what was going on in our lives. This is where I had a change of heart. I was still being a little bit mad about Alan and his lack of planning, but then we started talking. These friends of ours are some of the best people that I have ever met. They make me want to be a better person. Everything we talked about was tied into the Gospel, literally everything. It is so wonderful. Other couples that Alan and I hang out with we can't do that with, even though they are also members, it just feels weird (I hope you all get what I'm trying to say there), but these wonderful people are different. To be a little cliche, they literally glow. They have such strong testimonies and are so grounded in the Gospel that I felt comfortable bringing out the Ensign and sharing something I had learned from an article in it! We talked about everything from parenting styles, to exercising, to achieving goals. We also discussed budgeting, grocery shopping, and God's tender mercies and how He takes care of His children; with every subject being approached from a Gospel perspective.

After they left (at 11, yikes!) I felt so darn happy, uplifted, and motivated to do better in my own life.  I thanked the Lord for such wonderful friends in our life. They helped to boost Alan and I. The spirit of our house seems lighter after they were here, and both Alan and I have a new, fresh take on life. I want to thank them so much for being our friends and I want to thank the Lord for such friends. I want to be just like them, to be that friend who motivates those around me to do better.
I hope that all of you are blessed enough to have friends in your life who are like this; who will buoy you up when you are down and who will motivate you to become a better person. I hope that you are as blessed as our family is in the friends that you have.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Saturday is the Day We Get Ready for Sunday

Today was one of those days where I wanted to stay in bed all day, or at least stay in my pajamas. Instead I was super productive. I did three loads of laundry, cut out some diaper covers (more info coming in a later post), went shooting with my in-laws, and folded and put away all that laundry. And after such a productive day, I'm really glad that I got out of bed this morning.

Now I just have to feel that way tomorrow morning! (8 o'clock church is a killer!)

Friday, January 28, 2011

Realities of Motherhood Part 1: Fluids

So I'm going to devote a series of posts on my blog about motherhood. I was told by other mothers some things to expect, but lots of what I'm dealing with is stuff that I never heard about. So I'm going to share some things that I've learned about being a mom. These may or may not help other mothers because, well, every kid is different, and these are just the things I've learned with my one child.

First off I want to reiterate that every baby is different; so what holds true for little Killer (what my husband calls our son, it's a play on his initials) does not hold true for every baby out there. Killer is a very liquidy baby. Some form of fluids is always coming out of him, whether it be poop, spit-up/throw-up, or drool. And it has been continuous for the past two months. I can handle the poop (heck, I cloth diaper, I'd better be able to handle the poop), I can even handle the drool (just wipe it up, good to go); but the spit-up, ugh! Spit-up is the grossest thing known to this mother. Killer spits-up all the time. And that is barely hyperbole. The worst is when it's thick and chunky. Okay, sorry, enough of the gross adjectives. But it's gross, really gross. And of course because I hate it so much I get spit up on most every day. Add to that our carpets smelling bad and desperately needing a cleaning; and the fact that I have to do more laundry for my son than for my husband! Regular burp cloths do me no good. Swing by my place anytime and you'll most likely see me draped in a towel trying to keep the nastiness off of my beautiful (well, once beautiful and clean) shirt. Spit-up is mega yucky!

The whole point of this comes down to two things: 1. I never knew that a baby could spit-up this much and still manage to double his birth weight in less than three months; and 2. no one warned me! So I am warning all of you now-babies will spit up and there will be lots of spit-up, EVERYWHERE! Consider yourself warned.

So now to the drool. My adorable son decided to take after his father and start teething early. At 3 months he started drooling, being fussy, having a super runny nose, and being irritable. One little jagged edge of a tooth appeared and since then nothing else has happened. Except for the fact that the drool has increased. He has a constant rash on his face because he drools so much. And it doesn't help that he is always chewing on his hands or sucking his thumb, both of which are adorable but cause him to drool even more and to spread that drool all over his face and my face and my hands, shirt, coat, anything that he touches actually. But it's cute and it's all for a good cause-teeth! So drool, not my favorite thing, but something I can definitely live with. So all you soon-to-be-moms out there, get ready for the drool because this is something that all teething babies will experience.

Poop we're not going to address today. I'll save that for my cloth diaper post. Don't go getting all scared, no I will not do an in depth poop analysis. I don't want to write it and you don't want to hear it. I'll just explain about cloth diapering an infant and how that goes, so you can all breath now. No crazy poop stories, I promise.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Relief Society Activity

Last night was out monthly Relief Society activity. Katie (my friend I mentioned yesterday) is our activity coordinator. Before we get started on our activities she always gives a spiritual thought. They are always excellent, but last night's thought really got me thinking. She talked about envy and how it affects our relationships with each other. (She actually blogged about it the other day, check out this post.)

Last night and in her blog, Katie shared a quote from Elder Jeffrey R. Holland from the Book of Mormon Institute manual. The part that stood out to me the most was this:

As others seem to grow larger in our sight, we think we must therefore be smaller. So, unfortunately, we occasionally act that way. . .

We are bombarded with the message that on the world’s scale of things we have been weighed in the balance and found wanting [see Daniel 5:27]. . . .

But God does not work this way. . . .

I testify that no one of us is less treasured or cherished of God than another. I testify that He loves each of us—insecurities, anxieties, self-image, and all. He doesn’t measure our talents or our looks; He doesn’t measure our professions or our possessions. He cheers on every runner, calling out that the race is against sin, not against each other.

I often find myself being envious of those around me. What a wonderful reminder that God loves each of us the same, that just because my best friend is better dressed, and my sister-in-law is a better singer does not mean that I am smaller than they are. In God's eyes I am just as good as they are, as Elder Holland so eloquently put it "the race is against sin, not against each other."

Maybe it's just me, but people try so hard to show a perfect exterior to the world so that they will not be judged and that they will look better in other's eyes. But this is no good. Each one of us has insecurities, anxieties and self-image issues. None of us are perfect in any way. But the, as Katie put it, snapshots that we see of each other's lives make it seem that others are so well put together and we end up feeling less than they are. But this is not true. We are all equal because none of us are perfect. There is no need for envy. We can admire others and hope to be more like them, but there is no room for envy.

Thank you Katie, and Elder Holland, for the gentle reminder that I am worthwhile in God's sight. I know that what Elder Holland says is true and that we are all God's children and that he does love us. I say this in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

BACK and Staying in Business!

I have been inspired by my friend (I hope she also considers me a friend) Katie who writes this awesome blog. She is a very inspiring person so totally go check her blog out.

I'm not necessarily going to turn this into a super crafty blog, because I'm not uber crafty, but I might take a page out of Katie's book every once in awhile and do something a little crafty. And if some of my projects are good enough maybe I'll seven do a tutorial! Crazy huh? But what my main focus is going to be is keeping those who care informed of my life, and having a public place to keep tabs on goals that I'm trying to achieve. So here we go!

First, I'm going to start off by complaining. I know, I know, what a turn on to reading my blog, but that's the beauty of this, it's my blog :D. So complaint: I'm sick. I've got a dang cold that's making me feel like crap! What I hate most about having a cold is that no matter how hard I try I feel like I look like crap. Take yesterday for example. I showered (which doesn't happen every day), straightened my hair, put on my favorite sweater, and gasp! wore makeup. Then before heading out to class I donned my cute black boots and sexy Russian shopka. An overall adorable me walking out the door! But sitting in class I felt uglier than sin. I kept sniffling, coughing, my eyes kept running, and the kicker, I was breathing through my mouth; that always makes me feel like a fish. Blah! Nothing makes me feel uglier than a cold. Hopefully I get over this real soon, because I'm ready to stop feeling like a danged fish!

Enough of the complaining. Tomorrow will be a happy post, I promise! Maybe I'll catch you up on the craziness of being a mom, maybe I'll post about being a student and a mom, or maybe I'll talk about my newest adventures with sewing! Anyway, tomorrow will be happy, so be sure to stay tuned!
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