2018 Family Moto

35 They were desirous to be baptized as a witness and a testimony that they were willing to serve God with all their hearts; Mosiah 21:35

"Make sure they remember joy yesterday, experience joy today, and anticipate joy tomorrow."

Motherhood Mission Statement

To provide a loving environment that is centered around God and His commandments while effectively teaching my children to love, honor, and respect all Men no matter the race, creed, or background.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Happy Halloween!

Lightening McQueen, Finn McMissile, Holley Shiftwell, and Chick Hicks

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Biggest and best

Nothing like a giant sugar rush at 9 AM in the morning.

Sunday, October 28, 2012

And to top it off...

This week has been... well... Eventful.  Really, my story starts about two weeks ago when I found out I am passing a kidney stone. {BLAH} I actually went with out pain for an entire week and joked about how I had passed it and all was well.  {WRONG!}
On Monday, I thought, "This is such a wonderful day, I hope I have many more like it."  I should have known that was the best day I would get for a while.  I woke up, worked out, read my scriptures, took my boys to a friends house, cleaned house, did laundry, and prepared for Stephen's Mom to arrive.  I made our favorite dinner, pita's, then headed to rehearsal.  I was so happy on Monday.  We listened to some beautiful hymn arrangements all day and I really couldn't imagine a better day.
THEN Monday night arrived.  I came home from rehearsal and went to bed.  Stephen worked that night, so it was just me and Susan.  Nolen woke up at 2 AM so I went down stairs and got him a bottle.  2:20 came around and I was in major pain.  I ended up taking two Oxycontin that made my Tuesday a big blur.  I went to rehearsal Tuesday night.  Wednesday was the WORST! I spent the day in bed and then ended up in the ER anyway.  I missed rehearsal, needless to say.
Thursday I spent the day at the Urologist and I have been feeling OK since.  Friday, I really wanted to get some stuff done so I packed up both the boys and took them to the UPS store where Edward smashed his pinkie finger in the door next to the hinges.  I opened the door and looked at his finger that was bleeding and swelling.  Off to the pediatrician.  {Awesome}

I have to say that although this week has been rough with rehearsal for Otello, kidney stones, and a fractured little finger; it was not as bad as it could have been.  I am so grateful my Mother-in-law was here to save the day.  I was able to sleep all day and rest while she took care of my two little boys.  I don't have many friends in Albuquerque and I know she chose to come this week for a great reason.  I love her! Thank you, Susan!

Friday, October 19, 2012

A little improvement

I have to admit, decorating is expensive and hard. I am trying to do most of it myself. I saw a beautiful quilt idea on Pinterest and wanted to make it. Turns out, it was extremely difficult. So I asked my Mom for help. She made the perfect quilt for Stephen and I. Soft, neutral, and pretty. I wanted a painting to go with our new quilt so I came across another Pinterest idea. I did the painting myself and as you can see it has many flaws and could use a better eye to hang it. All in all, it cost me about $80 for the quilt and $20 for the painting.


He did it.  By his own free will and choice, Edward pooped on the potty.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Celebrating 60 years

Happy Birthday to the most wonderful mother a girl could ask for! My Mom came and celebrated her 60th Birthday here in Albuquerque.  Saturday morning we woke up and headed to McCall's Pumpkin Patch.  We have done this every year since moving to Albuquerque and having kids.  This year it was FREEZING and I didn't bring sweaters for the boys.  {Smart} My Dad bought us some warm stuff to wear from the gift shop; however, we still froze.  The boys seemed to have a good time despite the lack of warm clothing.  I had rehearsal that afternoon so I left my parents to watch the boys.  I am sure they were exhausted after the walking around all morning.
At 6:30 that evening we headed over to the Balloon Fiesta.  I, mistakenly, parked in the $3 dollar parking and made us all walk 2 miles to the Balloon Park.  After realizing my mistake, my Mom and I ran back to get the car while I carried my 30+ pound 1 year old 2 MILES! To make things more complicated, I lost Nolen's shoe and didn't even realize it until Sunday. Yeah, it was awesome. 

Sunday was rather uneventful except that we played some fun games and gave my Mom her quilt.  We all worked together to make a quilt for her birthday and I think she really loved it.  I am so grateful to have her in my life.  She is a true inspiration for kindness.  I am so lucky to get to spend time with her on her birthday.  I love you, Mom!

Friday, October 12, 2012

Balloon Fiesta 2012

Living in Albuquerque has some major perks.  For example: Autumn, Summer, the Rio Grande, amazing Museums, the Zoo, the Bio park, and the Balloon Fiesta!  We have lived all over town and haven't had this great of seats yet.  Our home is located near the river and the balloons float right on by.  It is wonderful.  If only we could move one house out of our way, then we would have the best view in the city.  Alas, we can't have everything. 

Monday, October 8, 2012

A mothers guilt

As a mother, it is hard to give yourself a free moment with out the looming guilt calling from the back of your mind.  Today, I spent an hour on my hair.  Yes, an hour.  I straightened it, then curled it. (Sounds absurd coming from someone with curly hair, to straighten then curl; however, that is my favorite way to wear my hair.) Before that hour, I exercised for an hour.  All the while, Edward was begging me to play crash cars with him.  I kept saying, "In just a minute, I will be done getting the sugar bugs off my body, then we can play."  A lie.
I distracted him with an iPad and headed up stairs to take a shower.  Then I did my hair.  These two hours are extremely small compared to the 24 hours I give to my children.  Why do I feel so guilty? Why, as mothers, are we constantly feeling guilt for some much needed time alone?  Why do I feel like I did something "wrong"? 
I have to admit, it bothers me.  Most of the time, I am OK with running around sans the make-up and a rumpled t-shirt with my: I haven't washed these jeans in weeks, pants.  I don't usually see anyone so it doesn't matter.  Today, I only left the house to get cookies for the missionaries.  Why, then, is it so important to get dressed up and feel like our old selves?  Haven't I accepted my role?  I am a 31 year old mother of two boys.  I rarely leave the house and if I do, it doesn't really matter what I appear like to others. 
I guess my question is: Am I the only one?  Why, as mothers, are we constantly plagued with guilt?  Is this something we are doing to ourselves? I worry that my moments with these boys are so few that if I don't take a picture every day and spend hours playing cars it will seem as if I don't care and that I wasted our precious time together.
Anyhow, to sum up today: I let Edward win a 9 day battle.  He has a strong will.  I have to admit I was worried.  I even called the doctor to see how long I could allow this battle to press on.  I put a pull up on him and guess what?  He pooped like it was no big deal. UGH! 1 Edward - 0 Mom.  Potty training a 3.5 year old with nerves of steal has become more than a challenge.  Should I wave the white flag yet?  Edward, I give up, you win... you can just wear your stinkin' pull-up until you are 18.  OK?

Friday, October 5, 2012

Monday, October 1, 2012

The good, the bad, the ugly

Sometimes things go good. Sometimes things go bad. Then there are the ugly times. These times really help me LOVE the beautiful times.

  Last Wednesday I dropped my phone in the toilet. Not cool. I, usually, do not take my phone with me anywhere in the house. It sits on the counter in the kitchen on silent. Occasionally, I will hear it buzz and answer it. Most of the time, I will check it when I walk past it. I don't like to be a slave to my phone and technology. I needed some alone time so I took my phone upstairs. I placed it in my back pocket so I could carry the laundry up stairs at the same time. By the time I got the laundry folded, I had completely forgot my phone was with me. I had to use the bathroom and as it was in my back pocket it then took a swim in the toilet. Fun. It seemed OK at first, but after talking and texting the afternoon away, it died. I put it in a bag of rice and waited. It lived. But not for long. The battery is zapped.  (The Bad)

Thursday was Edward's surgery. He had his adenoids removed and tubes put back in his ears. We have been through this last year with him, but I wasn't too worried. I didn't have my phone and that was odd. Edward had a lot of fluid in his right ear, again, but came out of the surgery happy and he can hear! (The good)

And now for THE UGLY. I shared the toilet/phone experience to bring you to this story. Sunday, before church, my phone died, again. I had an Opera Unlimited meeting after church and I really didn't want to bring the boys. Luckily, I used my IPad to text Stephen and meet him outside his work to trade cars and kids. Ha ha. After my meeting I called my friend of a friend, April, to see if she could fix my phone. Edward and I headed over to her home (on the other side of town). Some back ground info on April: We have never met. She was the start of Legally Blond here in town. She is a body double for Jennifer Anniston. She has two little boys the exact same age as my boys. Her house is cute and perfect. Edward was playing upstairs with the boys and then came running downstairs. He had a look of terror in his eyes. I knew this couldn't be good. I asked him what was wrong. He whispered, "I diarrheaed my pants". Yes, he did. Right there. I didn't bring ANYTHING with me, at all! Nothing. No wipes. No diapers. Nothing. April was so kind about it, but there wasn't much I could do. I put a borrowed pull up on him and then he had another explosion as we walked out the door. Yep, he had to go all the way home like that.

Somehow, magically, he decided that instead of pooping in his pants he was going to poop in the potty! So he did. 7 times last night! What joy! Out of the ugliness can come something wonderful. Pooping on the potty.

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