I'm feeling a need to counter balance my last post. I've noticed this is kind of my rant place and my journal is my gratitude/happy place. Which is fine except I think some people are getting the wrong idea. So here are a few entries to remind those few who do read this blog that I do love being a mom.
December 7: I love the smell of coffee beans and real Christmas trees. Patrick yesterday said sorry to Auretta (a very real sorry) and she said that's ok. And Patrick asked, "Want to play house?" It was a perfect, simple moment. I love that my kids play together.
December 14: I had two terrible, no good, very bad nights. And when the Lord knew I couldn't handle it much longer, I got a haircut with no kids, Chad picked up and did dishes, read scriptures, went to Chad's work party and I got to go running with a friend PLUS eight hours of sleep with only one feeding. I feel good! The Lord knows how much I can take and I need to trust him.
January 3: Today I got to go to the park with my little ones. It was beautiful. Patrick and Auretta were laughing together, David was wandering around by himself (I hope he gets admitted into the older kid club soon), all was peaceful and fun. I love being a mom.
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Maggie we all have bad days and good days, having a bad day or a bad week, does not make you a bad mom. You are a great mom, your kids are HAPPY. I love your rants, and your happy blogs, it makes me feel more human! I love you, I am wishing we were closer.
Write whatever you want. Zero judgment here -- promise.
It was nice to sit by you in choir yesterday. We just don't seem to find time to chat anymore. I guess that's more motivation to keep coming to choir.