Monday, April 27, 2015
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Just some thoughts
Time is flying by so fast. I have always heard that saying, but these last two years have come and gone in the blink of an eye. Does time pass by more quickly as you age? It sure feels like it. Or is it just with more kids? I feel like each stage of my kids' lives are going so fast I am just reaching out trying to hold on to the moments and they are just passing by. Lynlee will be 7 this year.......7! What? She will be getting baptized next year. She will move up to senior primary....! What is happening! Life with two little boys is hard, fun, joyful, tedious, painful, happy, annoying, and hilarious. All rolled into one. There are many days that end with me curled up on my kitchen floor in the fetal position waving a white flag. Many. And many nights when I ask Jason if I can really do this. No, really. Can I do this? It is not easy. Especially when you want so badly to be the best mother you can be for your children. I want them to grow up to be kind, loving, intelligent, hard working, diligent, responsible people, with a deeply rooted testimony and foundation of the gospel. I feel like there are so many moments in the day when I fail, miserably. Those little teaching moments throughout the day that are seemingly small, but in the bigger picture, can shape and mold my children into the people they will become. I want to grasp onto those moments and make them count. I want to teach my children in those moments. I want to be an example in those moments. And sometimes, instead, I just totally suck in those moments. It is hard for me to strike a balance between being productive and hard working and taking the time to cherish my time with my children. Because like I already said, time is passing by quick. Another thing that is hard for me is to know that what I am doing is important! Despite what the media, television and often even the voices inside my own mind say. Things like degrees, titles, and career. That's what's really important..... It is hard to be confident in the knowledge that although my role is not flashy. And goes unrecognized and unnoticed, it is truly important.
Lynlee is a life saver. She is a mini mom. She is loving and kind and helpful. She has her moments don't get me wrong, but in this particular stage of life, I feel like it is she and I VS the boys. She does great in school. Straight A's so far. She had yet to miss a spelling word. She says her favorite subject is math. She loves swimming, gymnastics, and she wants to be an artist.
Cooper. Oh Cooper. He is stubborn, sweet, crazy, physical, active and he is our family's class clown. He is totally funny. He makes us laugh everyday. (Well. And cry......) He is starting to talk more. Still trying to figure out the sentence thing, but he is definitely improving. He has finally started to repeat words. I'll ask him to say "monkey" and he will actually say "monkey" back. That is a huge step for him. He started riding a bike in March. So about 3 months shy of his 3rd birthday. He can throw a tantrum the likes of which few have ever seen. We are still trying to tame the beast. Who knows, maybe his stubbornness and determination will serve him well as he gets older. We hope. Can't I hope?
Crew is guy smiley. Period. He just smiles and plays. He loves to be outside. He likes to play with any kind of ball he can find. He throws it, then crawls after it. Yes crawls. He is 14 months and is still crawling. However, he started to take his first few steps on Easter morning. So he is going to be running soon. He loves to watch Lynlee and Cooper. He loves to be a part of the fun. He eats anything and everything and therefore, he is huge. He's a chunky little guy with a big heart.
Well that about sums it up. Just a few thoughts I would like to be able to remember someday down the road ten years from now when I have survived this crazy journey. Will I survive? Maybe I should say "if I survive."
Monday, April 6, 2015
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