Being A Woman

I hope this post isn't too depressing. I just feel like being honest. I'm not going to lie. Sometimes I feel sad and not altogether great. I know, what a surprise. I'm sure there are other women out there that can relate to just wanting to have a good cry to feel better. I was just washing bottles for tomorrow morning and I had this very lonely feeling come over me. Now this could be caused by either female hormones or not enough sleep. I stood there washing bottles wondering what's wrong with me? Why am I crying? My next thought was, I'm tired. I've had a long day with the kids, taking care of the house, making dinner, and getting Mack back and forth from preschool. Not to mention the girls and all they need. I'm not complaining I guess I'm just writing my feelings, and I guess I'm getting brave enough to share them with all my friends. It isn't that I don't love being a mother. I love those sweet little faces when they crawl up into my lap and try to grab my earrings or want me to hold their little fat hand as I help them walk around the room. I get lost in the smell of their hair and their huge gummy grins when I make them smile. Those moments are beautiful. I guess sometimes you just get tired and you need to cry, and then your right back to folding laundry and wiping noses and taking diapers to the trash. Well here are my thoughts for today. I hope they weren't too sad to read. Maybe tomorrow I won't be so tired?

My Little Girls

I just wanted to post something quickly because I haven't been very good about updating lately. It seems like I never have time, or maybe Im just watch TV instead? I'm not sure, but here is a cute picture to satisfy those who actually look at this blog every now and then. I can't believe that these little girls are going to be 1! I love them so much! (reference to the movie Raising Arizona)

Meeting President Monson

This post is way overdue. Way back in May UVSC became UVU and President Monson came to dedicate the new library. We were very excited and never expected to be able to meet The Prophet. I thought there was no way that Bryan would get close enough to see the prophet let alone shake hands with him! I was wrong. This was a day that we will all remember forever.
President Monson was so sweet with Mack. He took his face in his hands and looked him in the eyes and said, "Look at my ears."He wiggled his ears up and down. Mack smiled and laughed.

I love the way that he is looking at Mack in this picture. We are so blessed to have such a wonderful loving Prophet.

This is a picture of my niece Emma and my sister Mori shaking hands with The Prophet! It was such an exciting day. Sorry it took me so long to post these pictures.

My Mack

This little boy is a roller coaster ride. He is so charming and loving, but he can also be a little sneaky and hyper. He has such a kind heart. I love when he will randomly tell me thank you or this dinner is good. I also love the little flowers and rocks that he brings to me. He is always thinking of what flowers he is going to pick for me when we are outside. I know he must grow up, but those moments make me wish he could stay four forever. Mack loves doing anything that Bryan does. His Dad is his superhero. Mack will say to Bryan, "Dad were cool, right?" He usually follows up that comment with, "And Mom is pretty, right?" Charming. I can't believe my little miracle baby born at 3lbs. 11oz. is four-years-old and growing. I will cherish these moments that I have with him now. Mommy loves you Mack!

Fevers, diapers and a trip to the mall.....

So, since I last blogged I've been taking temperatures and administering medication. I really can't complain because the girls are 9 months old and this is the first time one of them has been sick. As for Mack he has only been sick a handful of times. I really don't claim to be over cautious about germs or anything like that. I just guess I've been a little lucky with the sickness thing. The bright side is we can't sell our house in Yakima, WA, but our children our healthy. (As I type these words I'm hearing a sarcastic under tone.) However, I am a little sick of changing poopy diapers and I don't think the end is in site anytime soon. I love these adorable little girls, but they are a really an expensive hobby.

Now for the exciting stuff. Well it's exciting to me anyway. I've been kind of stuck in the house with sick kids this week. So, tonight I left the two sick kids at home and took Lily with me to the mall. It was such a treat to just have one baby! I walked all around Nordstom and looked at all the things I can't buy. I really didn't care I was just glad to be able to focus on one thing and not have to keep reminding Mack that he needs to hold onto the stroller or to stop hiding in the clothes. Today was my day at the mall. I decided to check out the Shade store to see if anything was on sale. I was glad I did. I found some really cute shirts! I have been really feeling blah lately so finding some cute shirts on sale was just the pick-me-up I needed. I guess I really have more to say than I realized. I'll start with this for now.

On a side note I just wanted to thank all my girlfriends who left encouraging comments on my blog. You are the reason I felt inspired to share some of my thoughts. I just love reading your blogs.

Blog Awakenings

So usually when I post something on my blog it's pictures of my kids with captions of what we are doing. I am finally brave enough to write more than just things about my children. Don't get me wrong I love blogging about them. I also feel like I might need to practice putting my thoughts down on paper so as not to loose my communication skills completely. I've been inspired by some of my friends blogs. They give insights on their life and opinions about different subjects. To quote the Movie Real Women Have Curves, "Thoughts, ideas?" That's right women can have thoughts and ideas. Anyway, I guess Im ready to share a few of mine. Try not to judge me too much on my grammar. I've never been good about that sort of thing.

The Girls

I love the way they look in their swimsuits!

Feeding time is always an adventure. This time they were smiling, go figure.