Sunday, May 9, 2010

A Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all. It started off with a bang. I was able to sleep in until 7:45 when I heard Clare going into a breath holding spell and jumped out of bed to grab her before she hit the floor. Garrett and Scott made breakfast (they even ground fresh flour for the pancakes) and Scott's parents were able to eat with us. I spent the morning Relief Societing as Sunday Mornings go for me now. Preston complained of not feeling well before church. What's new? He ended up asleep under the bench with a fever by the end of sacrament meeting. Scott went home with the two sick young ones for a glorious nap had by all. Garrett and I slowly walked home from church holding hands. We came home to Preston still fevered. Clare slept for five hours before Scott walked quietly into the room to get something and was hit by a wall of stench. The poor girl had the biggest blow out EVER (still asleep) all up the front of her chest and all up the back. She was carried half asleep to me in Scott's outstretched arms. "I can't handle this one!" he said, almost heaving. Ah, I'm THE MOM! it's all in a day for me, nothin' new. (To Scott's credit he changes Clare's poopy diaper almost every morning.) When a child is sick at our house they get special treatment, all the movies they want. They watched, How to Train Your Dragon ( sent by Uncle Andrew in China). I was so tired I fell asleep in the chair in the living room.
Oh! the lovely mother's day dinner, lest you wonder, was a delicious instant cup of soup. I heated the water myself. Awe, before you all go feeling sorry for me, we did have kahlua pig for lunch and no one wanted dinner. And....... Great Scott kept the house clean all day and the kids as happy as can be. Really, it was a wonderful day.
I write this because of what a sister in our ward said about journal keeping in her lesson. Sometimes she only writes a sentence. I think of our past 12 years of marriage and really wish I would have written even just a sentence more often. I want our kids to remember and know what a day was like for us. And hope that it will be of help to them.

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