Our Relief Society President did a spin-off on "You might be a redneck if..." for Mother's Day, and in the last three days since Mother's Day, I keep thinking in that format. As I experience them of course. So I thought I would write these all that have happened in just the last 72 hours of my life. Imagine over a lifetime! ;)
-You might be a mother if you can carry on two simultaneous discussions- one with your children and one with the insurance adjuster on the phone- and you know exactly what was discussed with both at the end.
-You might be a mother if you are woken up at 6am to find a 2 year old who has snuck into your bed at some point in the night and to a 5 year old saying, "Mom, I just puked all over."
-You might be a mother if you can carry a 10 month old baby, 7 bags of groceries, shut the door with your foot and have a pinkie finger left over for a 2 year old to hold.
-You might be a mother if the same load of laundry has been washed 4 times because you keep forgetting about it.
-You might be a mother if the feeling of successfully surviving 3 hours of church makes you want to throw a party... but instead you take a nap.
-You might be a mother if you consider dinner a huge success when everyone tries at least 1 bite of everything on their plate.
-You might be a mother if your heart stopped but your body went into superspeed as you saw a 10 month old began to roll down the stairs, miraculously only making it down 2 stairs.
-You might be a mother if, in only a 1/2 mile walk home from pre-school with the double jogging stroller, 4 different kids, a bike and backpacks all took turns sitting in the second seat at different times.
-You might be a mother if family scriptures, prayer or family home evening end in wrestling matches, tickle fights or dog piles.
-You might be a mother if sleeping past 8am and having the kitchen and dishes cleaned for you are the best mother's day gifts.
-You might be a mother if you say a little prayer before taking those sweet, beautiful children into the store where everything is bright, shiny and looks like fun.
-You might be a mother if the shower is one of the most peaceful places to pray.
-You might be a mother if your alarm goes off at 5:45 so you can get a workout in before the kids are awake.
-You might be a mother if you can't wait until you have a quiet house at night and then go check on their sweet sleeping faces because you miss them.
-You might be a mother if you cried because your child cried.
-You might be a mother if little arms wrapped around your neck.
-You might be a mother if a child searches for your face in the congregation at church and lights up when they see it.
-You might be a mother if your kisses and hugs seem to magically heal scrapes, bruises and hurt feelings.
-You might be a mother if the little people you have been impatient and grumpy to don't criticize you, but tell you they love you to the moon and back.
-You might be a mother if your life revolves around little people who hold your heart.
-You might be a mother if you think you have the best "job" in the world.
-You might be a mother if you thank your Heavenly Father for the opportunity to serve and learn from 4 of His amazing, beautiful children everyday.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
T-ball with Emma
It is very clear watching the girls play on the same team for the last time (it is a "pre- school" age team), that they aren't really the same level. Emma has come a long way since last year.
Emma can focus on the game very well, and knows where to be and when to be there.
She had developed some great form when batting, and usually gets a good hit off a pitch at least once a game.
The biggest difference I've noticed in Emma is her increased awareness of timing and direction of where the ball will go. She fields the majority of the balls on this team.
So fun watching this girl grow in confidence!
Emma coming out of a group of kids diving on the ball with the ball in her hand.
Kind of hard to see, but Emma is getting ready to throw the ball to 1st(to Maddie, incidentally).
I was on 2nd helping coach the kids around and got some pictures while I was there!
Winding up.
The swing.
T-ball with Maddie
I'm happy to report that this year the girls are having a blast playing t-ball. Last year they had fun, but also liked to pick dandelions, lay down in the outfield and were burnt out by the end of each game.
This year they can hit the ball off of Jared's pitch (although much less consistently in games than at practice or at home), they don't get lost trying to find the bases, and they are fielding more balls.
Maddie starts to get silly during the last inning, and tortures her coach (Jared) with silly poses and swings at bat. She gets frustrated that she doesn't get her hands on more balls when fielding, and enjoys playing 1st base. Last game she hit a ball off a pitch and smashed it. The best part was that she had no idea, so her jaw dropped and stayed like that as she ran to 1st. So cute.
Jared had something come up at work, and was cutting it close to make it back for a game, so I prepped the girls in the car on the way to the field, telling them that I might have to be their coach. He was able to make it and Maddie was so relieved, "That's good. Mom isn't a good pitcher like Dad."
Hanging out with her coach in the outfield.
Playing 1st base.
I was on 2nd helping coach the kids around and got some pictures while I was there! Silly pose for the camera.
Showing me she is number 1!
Getting ready to swing.
This was her huge hit of the game.
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Things They Say
Sometimes I just get so behind on this blog that I don't even know where to begin, so I don't post anything! But the kids have been cracking us up and I wanted to write some of it down so I don't forget!
Maddie, as she watched Briggs color a series of circles, "Briggs, you are sure talented coloring circles."
Emma had some rainbow goldfish and the others wanted her to share some. She said, "Ok you can have 1." I said, "No, let's give them a few more." I gave them each about 5. I thought she would be upset, so I asked her if she was ok. She said, "I said 1 so they could have 5 and I would be fine with that. If I told them 5, they would still want more and that's too many, so I just said 1."
Briggs approached me very seriously around lunch time and said, "Mom, can I share my feeling with you?" I said yes and he said, "Mom, the feeling I want to share with you is that I don't really like taking naps."
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