Mother’s Day

Every Mother’s Day, I request pictures with my kids and I love looking back at them.

This Mother’s Day, we went to our park to my favorite bench.

And it wasn’t long before we were blowing wishes!

And to be honest, I never know what to wish for, because I’ve already got my dream wish.

My husband still makes me laugh and comforts me when I cry.

I’m tired and been through a rough year, but my body is slowly getting stronger and my eyes show my joy.

Joy for this squeezie treasure who’s just as cute as can be.

Joy for this young man who randomly declares, “You’re the best, Mom!” with a wonderful smile. Or slings his arm around my shoulders and asks, “Who’s our favorite Mom-face?” Always makes day!

Joy for this boy with a huge heart who takes time every day to stop, look into my eyes and ask, “Mom, how are you feeling?” It gets me every time.

Joy for this gentle boy who melts my heart with his generosity one moment and then makes me guffaw the next when he breaks out his perfect infomercial voice.

Joy for this sneaky child whose sole mission in life is to hide and jump out when I least expect it. “Hi, Mom!… Did I scare you??”

Joy for this sparkly ninja princess who plays dolls with a vengeance that I love beyond measure.

Together they fulfill every dandelion wish I could ever make. Thank you, my dear children. You make every day special because you’re in it. I love you!!

A few weeks ago… (By Sir Potatoes)

Testing, testing… Well, look at that! It’s me and Boots!

Now wait a second… Boots, are you giving me bunny ears?

[What? Me? No way! You must be seeing things with your crazy eyes there.]

Ok, everyone. Are you ready? Today is super special and we don’t want to mess this up.

[We’re ready, Potatoes!]

Ok. One, two, three…

*Cheese!*

*More cheese!*

Ha, ha! Ok, Mom, I’ve got the camera all warmed up and ready for you!

[Thank you, Potatoes! Places, everyone!]

Sure thing, Mom!

Ta-dah! It’s our whole faminy!!

Aww. Look at us all! Spit shined and all ready for our turn at church during COVID-19. *Sigh* There’s only one thing that could make this better. Do you know what it is? 🥰 I’ll give you some hints…

He’s 38 weeks old, sitting all comfy and breech, and giving Mommy contractions like nobody’s bidness. He’s also a powerful magnet for our hands and we love to find his head and feel his huge kicks and jabs. AND! The doctor is going to take him out in just two days!!!

He’s our new baby brother!!!

Aww… We just can’t wait to meet him.

And I’ll bet when he comes out, he’s going to make…

… The Bubbers King look every inch of being a teenager who’s almost as tall as his mom! (Though it makes him sad and excited at the same time. He wants to tower over Mommy, and yet he doesn’t… Isn’t growing up confusing?)

Baby brother will also make…

… Mommy shake her head in wonder that Sir Boots is old enough to have the Priesthood and pass the sacrament at church. It just swells her heart to the brim to watch him and she’ll get to again today!

And of course…

… Mommy can’t believe I’m old enough to hold and rock my baby brother like a champ! (Wasn’t it just yesterday that she was rocking ME to sleep every night for hours while watching Larkrise to Candleford on her phone? That was almost 10 years ago? Holy cow…)

But for sure…

… This little guy is still little. (Wait. Joo-Jee’s getting baptized this year? And he’s reading up a storm and totally holds his own in wrestling matches with his older brothers? That can’t be right.)

Then just maybe…

… Mommy’s little Princess won’t look like a giant after Mommy brings home her new baby. Because she remembers VERY well when this girl couldn’t sing and dance and twirl all day long.

Man. I guess it’s true, Mom.

We’ve really grown up! And honestly? It’s amazing!

And just think… We get to help one more tiny son of Heavenly Father’s learn all about this beautiful world, his miraculous new body and the roadmap back home.

[Yes, we do, Potatoes! And there’s nothing in the world more incredible than that.]

That’s true. Thanks, Mom and Dad! ❤️

Love, Sir Potatoes

Someone turned six…

… And we had such a fantastic day celebrating with him!

Rebel troops, Jedi Knights and Princess Leias helped us defeat Darth Vader, destroy the Death Star (our first attempt at a pinata!) and eat R2-D2 while Star Wars music played and chaos rang out merrily.

Happy Birthday, Brother! You are such a treasure. Thank you for coming to our family! We love you with all our hearts.

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The boys were so cute today in their matching sweaters, I had to pause before going in the church building to snap a picture on my phone.

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Then a kind visitor passing by asked if we wanted a family picture and I said, “Sure!” I loved how it turned out–especially for a phone with a very long shutter delay.

After church, I was grateful for these pictures for an unexpected reason. Today was the first time I’ve fasted from food on Fast Sunday for six-and-a-half years, because that’s how long I’ve been pregnant or nursing (or both!). To be honest, I was a little nervous. How was I going to handle church, my calling and being patient with my sons on an empty stomach when I often had trouble on a full stomach?

But, once again, Heavenly Father taught me the beauty of faith. I fasted and I prayed for my friend’s husband who’s having health problems. And it was wonderful.

I actually felt freed from the cares of mortality, because I didn’t have to eat. I could just take time serving my children food and not worry about shoveling down my own meal in between filling sippy cups and keeping Mr. Moo’s bowl full.

And from the moment church began until it ended, it was so easy to feel the Holy Ghost. Usually I have to make a concentrated effort to be in tune, but today it was almost effortless. And that made my calling marvelous because I felt love for the sisters in Relief Society instead of stress or worry.

I also felt released from my own worries as I focused on praying for the purpose of my fast: my friend’s husband.

All of these feelings seemed to be enhanced because it had been so very long since I had fasted. Just like when I go to church or the temple after being gone from having a baby or being sick, everything is more meaningful and powerful because I’ve been away for a while.

In the end, it was empowering to truly be patient with my sons knowing I hadn’t eaten all day. And it was humbling to have yet another testament of what I’m capable of with God’s help.

Thank you, Heavenly Father. I wouldn’t, and couldn’t, have done it without You.