Ever thought you missed it?

Ok, so have you ever had a time in your life where you felt like you lucked out and missed something that you didn't want to do? I've had a couple of experiences that I can think of, the first (I'm sure I've had more than this, but these are the two that I remember): You know how when you move into a new ward they generally make you speak and introduce yourself? Well when we moved to Elk Ridge, they never asked us to speak so I thought we got out of it, but I was wrong, it just took them about a year to ask us. The second, you know how just about everyone has an experience with their children cutting their own hair, or that of a sibling? I thought we missed out on that with Katie, but today she proved it's never too late to experience that. Randy changed Zoe, and in the five minutes it took to do so, Katie found a pair of scissors and cut some of her hair. Thankfully you can't even really tell that she did, but it just made me realize, you're never in the "clear" with things like that. Oh well.

I realized today just how much I love my kids, I've been sick, and I tried to take a nap today, Zoe was asleep, so I knew my window was short, I was trying to get Katie to stay in her room. Finally she did, but I only got about 15-30 minutes of sleep before Zoe woke up. Thankfully though I've found a way to be able to snooze on the couch, all I have to do is put in the Nature movie we made, put Zoe in her bouncer and keep Cheerios on her tray. So I did that today just so I could relax and hopefully get some of this pressure in my sinus' to subside. As I was laying there, all I could do was watch Zoe, I am just so amazed at kids, they truly are a miracle. We all are, it was so fun to watch her get excited over things, waving her little arms. How can you look at babies, and reflect on the complexities of the human body and not believe in God? How can you believe that we just evolved, or just happened to come about. It just doesn't make sense to me. I struggle sometimes, and forget the miracle that my children are, but I have been trying to do better at constantly remembering that they're not my children at all, they're Heavenly Father's children and he has trusted me to take care of them. How I hope I can do a job that would make him proud. I know in moments of weakness I am the exact opposite of what he wants for his children, but I also feel that in moments when I slow down and try to be understanding I am closer to the Mother that God wants me to be. I do love my children, and I love my husband!

Speaking of my husband, yesterday I had one of those moments where I realize how much I love him and how blessed I am to have him. It's been five years now since we were first married, and although it hasnt' always been easy it has always been fun. I used to think that the marriage that Randy and I share was more or less average, everyone had a marriage like ours, but I am coming to realize that's not the case. I'm sure there are other people that do have one like ours, but I've heard so many people say that there were times that they wanted to get out. I have never felt that way, Randy and I have never yelled at each other, we've never really fought, we've hurt each others feelings before, but we always talk it out and we always forgive each other and move on. I love my husband so much, for the wonderful friend he is to me, and for the awesome father that he is to our three girls. They adore their dad, I love to watch him play with the girls, and I can't wait to see him pal around with his son (just so you know, I am not making an announcement, not for another year). I am so grateful for my family, not just Randy and the girls, but for my parents and siblings, and Randy's parents and siblings. I love them all so much!
I'm grateful for the wonderful blessing of families!