A little reminder:

Ugh.
Today was one of those days.
You know the type. The all over-horrible-not an ounce of patience left in your body-bad days. Morgan woke up at 5:30 and well, if you are a parent, you know the rest.
But in case you don't, here's a small overview:
Potty Accidents: 2
Time-Outs: About a Bajillion
Waking up the brother that is miserable cause he can barely get to sleep anyway: 5 or more
Random Screams: 738,982,415
And then there was the time I put her in the corner and scratched her arm up by accident on the "textured" wall which resulted in me feeling immediately guilty and her screaming about me hurting her.

We were just trying to get out of the house to get some groceries. That's it. And it took 2 hours, so I just called it quits and turned on a movie cause I was SO not doing this anymore.
After The Land Before Time, Morgan decided she was now ready to go shopping. I knew JD would complain if we didn't have milk for the morning, so even though I thought I was basically heading to my doom, we buckled up and went to the store.
I was so afraid Morgan was going to fall asleep at 6:00, which would mean another day like today in the works for tomorrow. So I sang pretty much any silly song I could think of with her in the car.

Giving her those 15 minutes of attention flipped our world around.

I was laughing, she was laughing, even Ian was laughing. And now, I kind of feel like crying.

I have been such a stress case lately and I have only been giving her attention when she acts out. So is it really any wonder that she's been rotten? Before our world got shook up, she was my entire world. And now she has to share that with this stupid move and a little brother that I know she loves, but she is just 3 years old and she needs her mommy. She needs HER mommy. The one who loved her more than anything else, and showed it all the time. I feel awful when I think of the heartbreak she must feel every time I tell her "Not now" and then when she starts to whine I tell her to knock it off...of course she's whining...she's lost her mommy.

What is it that brought about this avalanche of remorse? I had given her maybe a half hour of my time, real loving, happy time, and as I'm driving down the road she says, in the most sincere voice you've ever heard,
"Mommy, I'm sorry for all the trouble I've caused."
It broke my heart. And I am sure it came from some movie, but she still found it applicable to things right now.

So, I am writing this post just to remind myself of what a little angel she is. The next time I'm having a hard day, I might need to remember what it felt like to hear that.

And starting tomorrow, I'm going to try my darndest to give her back her Mommy.

18 Days!

In 18 days we will be boarding a plane to:

Chill under this:

Enjoy doing this:

Stuff our faces with this:

And maybe eventually spend a little time sleeping in this:

Thanks Judie,we are so excited!!!! Turks and Caicos here we come! (18 days, 18 days, 18 days)

Ian's Blessing

"The name that we have given him is Ian James Eddy"

When JD said those words today in Ian's baby blessing, I was reminded how much of an awesome opportunity and responsibility it is to be a parent.

"Children are an heritage of the Lord" (Psalms 127:3)

I was reminded that these beautiful babies were given to JD and I, from our Heavenly Father and our first responsibility is to ensure they learn how to return to Him. I was reminded how much I love JD and his worthiness to bless our babies with sweet promises that they may "grow their own family someday within the ordinances of the temple" and "continue to share the gospel and bring joy to the lives of others."

I was reminded that generations have been preparing for each one of our children to come forth in this time. I was reminded, yet again, what a special spirit our little Ian is.

Today JD gave our baby a blessing and every single day the Lord blesses us with our babies. I'll do the very best I can with them, I promise.