Time and time again,
I look at these 3 little dudes and I can't help but think,
"wow, you really belong to me..."
I am always wishing I could slow time down or
in some way enhance my memory so that I can remember each moment
and the emotions whether
good, bad, sad or mad.
I am over taken with feelings of gratitude
that I am able to raise these special spirits.
Then I begin to hope and pray that they will live fulfilling lives full of happiness.
I want them to make good choices and learn from their mistakes.
To be a good example to those around them and
become good fathers and husbands who love the gospel.
I hope to be someone they can turn to and talk to.
I stress about doing everything right.
The other day I was in a
combined relief society/preisthood meeting and the bishop was speaking.
He said something that I have heard many times before...
but this time I couldn't get it out of my head.
"there are endless amounts of books out there on parenting and raising children
and how to guide them, but we have the BEST book of all right here in front of us.
The scriptures. The word of God"
I loved that.
I loved these pictures that I took because you can tell that my kids think I am so funny.
I can always make my kids laugh
and I think one of the greatest parts of being a mom for me
is that my kids think I am the most
funniest, prettiest, best singer, smartest, coolest, strongest person on earth.
Regardless of how other people view me
or think about me,
think its true and it makes me feel so important.