There are so many BIG things in the works for 2014!!!! I am so nervous/excited I can hardly wait. Each will unravel with time;) This is just a quick little hello, but I have developed some crazy crushes on a few notable bloggers I feel a really GREAT need to share. So everybody please feel free to go stalk each of these online spaces, because each and EVERY SINGLE ONE is sooooo completely deserving of it.
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Eating Whole - Healthy, husband approved recipes that are sure to knock your socks off. And Lauren's instagram is a MUST! You will not believe this girl just started this little community just a few short months ago!
Things We Fancy - A babe, a doll, and a girl you only wish you could be best friends with. And you probably could, because she is just that sincere.
The 444 Project - Your daily dose of Humor from Josie Thompson, a girl who battles bi-polar disorder one country at a time. She's a sort of hero.
Lauren Kelp - This lady could make a thorn look lovely. And her "Tablemakers" column is the very best eye-candy you could possibly ask for. I want to be her.
What new reads are you loving lately?!
(photos taken August 2013)
I have been finding way too many "ifs" and "whens" in my life. "That would have turned out so much better if I would have done that differently" or "Life will be so good when this outcome happens." In small and large scale, these little thoughts can really begin to blanket the joys of everyday living. Ever since reading Elder Uchtdorf's infamous Forget Me Not talk, I like to call it "enjoying the chocolate" Because if you are delaying any type of satisfaction until you have found your "golden ticket", life will surely sneak right on by. Past mistakes can prove to be great and priceless learning experiences, and its is so completely worthwhile to have goals and prepare for the future, but how often do people find themselves obsessing over these moments of time which are completely out of their reach? I'm ready to take a step away from this bad habit, and more completely cherish my own precise moment in time. The days when my boys are constantly causing havoc around the home, I am going to quit dreaming of "clean-house" days ahead and possibly join them in their little imaginative adventures. The times when I find myself in hurtful situation because of the choices of somebody I love, I will strive to give them all the love in my heart and thank my Heavenly Father for the opportunity to have them in my life. And especially those rare days where nothing spectacular happens, but each and every moment with my family seems to be a very special gift from Heaven, I am going to cry tears of joy and remind myself that this is why I do what I do and it is SO worth it.
Yes, I have goals, hopes, and crazy dreams for myself, for my family, and things I have done that just eat me up inside. But right now is where I am at, and it is my greatest opportunity to dig deep and truly create a piece of serenity for myself and those around me no matter what the circumstance. I hope I can be better at this, and hopefully in turn, have a greater, constant sense a of peace and gratitude for the simple moments I am currently living.
I have always loved the Christmas season. Nothing brings greater joy into my life than to have a season where I can celebrate the life of my Savior and reflect upon all He has done for me. I know He lives and that through Him we can find peace and joy even in this crazy world.
Thanksgiving rocked as usual. We ran the Turkey Trot. I only did the 2 mile and got my best time ever (ok in comparison to the one other time I actually ran that dang race) It is really a funny thing. I have been involved in dancing, tumbling, volleyball, elite fitness classes, and any other physical training imaginable (plyometrics?...bring it!) And I have never been intimidated by any of it. Pre-children I could just live, eat, breath, drink working out, but for some reason, running has always intimidated the crap out of me. I am the crazy wife who tries to convince her husband all day long that marathons are not even good for you. ( you do NOT want to get me on my marathon tangent) Nowadays I just suck at just about any physical activity imaginable, and so that makes running just THAT much more intimidating. But I did it...two miles (and seriously, these days 2 miles is a big deal for this out-of-shape momma) And hey! My time was half decent. And I even enjoyed it. Slightly. Baby steps right? I guess I am inspired to get out of my physical comfort zone more often.
Back to Thanksgiving...it was good. Jay's siblings came down and it was just so good spending time with them. Have I ever mentioned I married my hubs for his family? And I think that is what I have been most thankful for this holiday season.... family. We have a small, modest home close to both of our parents. At times I curse it. Maybe more than I care to admit. Because ya know, a laundry room would be nice to have! And Christmas Eve isn't always an easy thing to share. And sometimes I feel a twinge of failure that I never really moved on from my hometown. (that was sort of a big dream of mine) But I realize the blessing of having such supportive parents and in-laws is so completely priceless. (and I am so dang lucky that both of our families are just awesome ones to live close to) It has been a challenge balancing it all, but it has been an incredible gift to our children to have such great influences so prominent in their lives. To be constantly surrounded by relationships that are eternal keeps us grounded. My kids constantly get to experience the best of both of these worlds that Jay and I grew up in. And I feel I have an army of sweet angels supporting me in this difficult journey of motherhood. It is all so very humbling.
As I have reflected on this past year I have felt enormous amounts of gratitude for blessings not deserved. It's been a hard year for me, and I have been a hard-head in return. That's not me. But I can't sit here and pretend that there haven't been times I have slowly felt my heart turn to ice because of difficulties faced. But I do occasionally count my blessings, and when I do I can't help but feel my Savior's love for me because I have been given so so much. And my kids are alive. And I have a great man who loves me. I'm just pretty darn lucky.
When you have two littles young and close, there comes a time in their lives that they discover a special friendship. It the kind of friendship that says, "Yes, if you take my toy I will clobber you...but if anybody so much as looks at you wrong, they're a dead man". But really it is even more than that. It is this sense of comfort and belonging. I witness it in Dallas and Will more and more everyday. Park, gym, home...these two really have chosen each other under any circumstance. Nothing is more joyful than spending time talking with the hubs, only to be interrupted by the laughter of two brothers effortlessly enjoying this special time of their lives where they get to be together. Sometimes its as fun as sliding down slides holding hands (and even legs occasionally). Other times it is as messy as jumping up and down between furniture tossing cereal and glasses of water.
As a mother you hope these guys never take this relationship for granted. I think of my sister and I and how lucky we were to have each other through thick and thin. Even if there was that one time she drove me crazy enough to tie her up to a chair (my family will never let me live this one down) I remember craving her company and being so proud she was my sis. Jay and I have discussed bringing a third child into these boys lives. Although, there is by no means a selected time frame (sorry Dad), I do have a curiosity about what three will be like. Its so uneven, and so out of my comfort zone. But I see such an overprotective, gentle side to both of my boys. I know they would welcome another with loving arms. But until that day comes near or far, I will cherish this blossoming relationship these two are developing. I will continue to learn and realize these relationships are what give depth and meaning to life. So thankful to be a mother and so blessed to call these boys mine.