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It is Monday again and this is a typical Monday. I'm tired and grumpy. I have a mountain of laundry waiting for me and the sky is gray. Notice I said "gray" not "grey". One is dark and dreary the other is mystical. Stephen gets to wait to send in his mission papers because the Stake President is going on vacation and didn't have time to do an interview. I should be grateful because now I just might get one more Christmas with all my children at home. But, being mortal and silly sometimes, I want things done now! Actually what I really want today is to be able to hide in my room. It would be lovely to put on some music and curl up on my bed with a good book and a bowl of crisp apples. Since it is Monday.....maybe I'd better think about making my bed first!
I will put on my music and I will rush around and maybe in a few hours I can steal a few minutes for an apple and a few minutes alone in my room - chances are though, that I'll be sharing my minutes with the sweetlings I call my children. Oh well - since all I ever really wanted to be was a mom, what could be better!
I was having a bad day - things that I couldn't fix were making me crazy. You know what I did - I called my dad.
It took him about 3 seconds and it was all better.
I hope some day that I can learn to do that. I'm grateful that there are those in my life who can do that for me.
I'm over emotional these days. My son, David, will come home from his mission in just two months. And my son Stephen should have his call for his mission in two weeks. Changes, transitions, growth and all the joy and pain that goes with it. It's a good thing I have family to help me through all this. Funny thing - it is family that helps get me through and at the same time it is family that gets me often gets me into these stressful situations. One of those paradoxes of life. I wouldn't have it any other way. Thanks Daddy!
Some Monday mornings I can hardly drag myself out of bed. I often feel the need for a day to recover from my Sabbath! I've learned that to insure that my family has a peaceful Sunday -I get to work twice as hard. But today I was ready to get up and get moving. While the sun was slipping over our ancient mountains, turning the whispy clouds from grey to pink, I walked up to campus to meet my sweet Mary and to walk her home from Seminary. William was going on to his music theory class so I had a chance to walk home with my almost grown girl. How sweet to have a daughter who is not ashamed to take my hand, a daughter who seeks me out, a lovely daughter who inspires me to be better. Because of that time with her this morning I am motivated and energized. I find that my positive interactions with my sweetheart and our children rejeuvenate and inspire me. I am going to make time for more one-on-one with my children. They grow up so quickly and they are so very precious. Being a wife and a mother is such a great gift!
In the morning there's a nip in the air and the leaves are beginning to change. I'm thinking of frying donuts and making a big pot of chili. I have to be careful; I can gain weight just thinking about such things.
My little men who aren't little anymore have already gone back to school and my little women and William are busy again with studying at home.
In a mad moment of self-improvement I decided to start blogging. My girls will help me keep you informed of our comings and goings, our adventures and misadventures, our joys and our sorrows. I hope you will enjoy a little bit of whimsy with me, my sweetheart and my kiddywinks.
