Mark is gone for the week. He's at a training for work in North Carolina. Yes, he was gone just a couple weeks ago, but Lauren came to stay with me so that week seemed to fly by. This week I'm flying solo and today was rough. For some unknown reason, Bryce couldn't, or wouldn't, sleep. There were numerous times I'd get him to sleep only to have him wake up within 10 minutes and refuse to go back to dream-land. As the day progressed he got more and more miserable and cried a lot. Aubree did pretty well, but since Bryce didn't nap it made it harder for me to spend one-on-one time with her. Around the time Mark usually gets home from work I noticed she became more demanding and emotional.
A short time later I found myself in the kitchen trying to make dinner with two crying, needy kids who both wanted to be held. I happened to notice a pamphlet on the counter that I picked up at church a couple weeks ago entitled, "Mothering," by Marjorie P. Hinckley. Coincidence? I don't think so. Bryce finally passed out in my arms, so while the noodles cooked I read the first few pages. Here are a few passages that jumped out to me:
"Some of you are mothers of young children. Though it may not always seem like it, these are golden years for you - years when you will probably do the most important work of your lives...When you teach children to love their Heavenly Father, you have done one of the greatest things you will ever do. I have never felt a need to apologize for my role as a full-time homemaker and mother....Remember, my dear friends, that you are now doing the work that God intended you to do. Be grateful for the opportunity."
It's amazing what a little perspective can provide. Suddenly I felt calm and we made it successfully through dinner. The good news is - both kids were asleep in bed by 7 pm.
A short time later I found myself in the kitchen trying to make dinner with two crying, needy kids who both wanted to be held. I happened to notice a pamphlet on the counter that I picked up at church a couple weeks ago entitled, "Mothering," by Marjorie P. Hinckley. Coincidence? I don't think so. Bryce finally passed out in my arms, so while the noodles cooked I read the first few pages. Here are a few passages that jumped out to me:
"Some of you are mothers of young children. Though it may not always seem like it, these are golden years for you - years when you will probably do the most important work of your lives...When you teach children to love their Heavenly Father, you have done one of the greatest things you will ever do. I have never felt a need to apologize for my role as a full-time homemaker and mother....Remember, my dear friends, that you are now doing the work that God intended you to do. Be grateful for the opportunity."
It's amazing what a little perspective can provide. Suddenly I felt calm and we made it successfully through dinner. The good news is - both kids were asleep in bed by 7 pm.
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