Describe your most embarrassing moment.
Which one?
Do I dare share a story that would embarrass me even more but put Jared in a glowing light?
Why not, the few of you reading this hopefully think highly enough of me that you wont be too disgusted with me after you read this. Disclaimer - if you do not like potty talk - don't read!
Jared and I had been dating seriously for nearly two months. He wanted me to meet his family who all live in Idaho so we planned a trip with his parents. We would stay at his sisters house with Jared sleeping in the basement and I would be sleeping in the guest room upstairs. I did not eat healthily while in Idaho (I never do:)) consequently my digestion was unhappy, to top it off it was my time of the month. (I did warn you.) I was feeling sick and I thought a shower would help, it didn't. The shower just added dizziness to my cramps and additional discomforts. I was miserable, weak, sick, in a new place where I couldn't find anything (like a necessary plunger). I wanted so much to make a good impression on Jared's family, instead I spent nearly two hours in a bathroom getting ready while everyone waited for me in the nearby living room. Jared came to check on me a few times before I finally in tears requested a plunger. It did me no good, I was too week to unplug the toilet. I could not leave the restroom in the condition it was in or in the condition I was in, so I stayed, unsure what to do. Jared came again and through even more tears I told him everything. Enter my Knight in Shining Armor. Jared told me to just take care of myself and then go lay down on my bed and he would take care of everything else. After unplugging the toilet and tidying up the bathroom, he came in to check on me. He sat next to my bed and while caressing my arm and hand, created a beautiful escape for me by telling me all about a beautiful beach with palm trees swaying, the warm sun on my face, dolphins jumping in the horizon, while I was laying on a hammock. He assured me that his family (still waiting for me nearly two hours later) was just fine and that I did not need to worry about what they thought. I was SO grateful for his compassion and willingness to see past how disgusting I felt and I am sure I was. I was SO impressed with him. By the time we went on this trip I already knew I loved him, I already knew it was very likely we would get married and I already knew what a great man he was. This event confirmed my feelings. I had a real man, a tough man that loved me - a lot! A lesser man would have done nothing or dumped me after the trip. I would like to say that was the only time Jared has had to come to my rescue in such a way, but it wasn't and I suspect there will be other times when I need his help. I love knowing that he will be there, in sickness and in health. :) He is such a great man, and I am so very lucky!!
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
9 of 30
List ten people who have influence you and describe how.
Really 10 - JUST 10. I am getting behind on my one a day plan, because "just ten" is giving me fits. However I suppose it has to be ten, otherwise this post would never end. I am sure that everyone feels the same way, that there are so many people who influence us, for whom we are so grateful. So here is my list not in any order.
Mom - I wish I had a gift for putting in to words the appreciation and love I feel for my mom, but I don't. George Washington said it well when he said " All I am I owe to my mother. I attribute all my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her." I would add Spiritual education to the list and it would be complete. However I still don't think it does justice to the influence she had on me. I am so grateful for her. I am who I am because of her, in fact in many ways I am her, and that's okay. I am especially grateful that she both recognized and embarrassed the importance of her role as a mother. "Being a king, emperor, or president is mighty small potatoes compared to being a mother. Commanding an army is little more than sweeping a street compared with training a boy or girl. The mother of Moses did more for the world than all the kings that Egypt ever had. Oh, you wait until you reach the mountains of eternity, then read the mothers' names in God's Hall of Fame." (Billy Sunday) My mom's name will be in the Hall of Fame. She, more than anyone helps me to realize just how important I am as a mother and that I have value as a daughter of God. She is my greatest cheerleader!! Love you mom!
Dad - If every child could have a dad like me, how fortunate would they be and how better off the world would be. My dad spent quality time with me, taking us out on bike rides, taking us to the office, playing the guitar while I played the piano. He brought humor and excitement to our home through story telling, water fights, hide-n-seek, and a quick wit. He taught me patience, hard work and dedication. He is a great example of quiet faith, I always knew where my dad stood and I knew when I crossed the line, but never because of what he said, it was because of his example. He also taught me the joy of service. I am so blessed to have him as my dad, because of him my mind is filled with thousands of rich memories (perhaps that is why there is no room for tedious facts, :) I would prefer to have it filled with wonderful memories). I wish so much that I could be more like my dad!
Jared - I am truly a better person because of Jared. Jared more than any one has taught me humility, forgiveness and patience. It was not until I met Jared that I finally read the Book of Mormon cover to cover and gained a solid testimony of the gospel. Jared has opened my eyes to the world by exposing me to travel, many new foods, lots of media, and his love of history. Because of Jared I learned more about the world we live in, the famous people who shape it, the history of it, and the cultures than I ever learned while in school. Because of Jared I know how to cook. Because of Jared I have realized my greatest blessings of a temple marriage and the gift of becoming a mother. We are celebrating our 11th anniversary this Friday. I am eternally grateful he chose me and I chose him. I love and adore him!
Grandma Johnson - I think my Grandma is the best! She was always so good to have me, my sister and my two cousins (Jennifer and Carolyn) over for sleep overs or just over to play. I loved walking into her house and hearing some opera or classical music playing on her little yellow stereo while she was washing the dishes by hand. Her house always smelled yummy. She was the best cook and baker I had ever met. She would even make a pb and jelly sandwich special because she would cut it with cookie cutters. Her toy closet had the greatest treasures from her latest trip to the DI, but the best toys were the sheets she would find - endless creations from a plain old sheet. My mom was my Grandma's oldest daughter, I am my moms oldest daughter, the three of us have a LOT in common. We all have strong opinions which we like to express, like how to properly load a dish washer. :) We all have a great appreciation of the arts, music, dance, paintings, literature, etc. My grandma instilled a love of books in me from a very young age because she read to me all the time while I sat on her lap in her rocking chair. I am grateful for the legacy my Grandma left me. And I can't forget to mention my Grandpa Johnson who was also very influential in my life, teaching me the value of hard work, self reliance through gardening, food storage and budgeting and the value of exercises. I admire him a lot.
Grandma Osborn - I also think my Grandma Osborn is the best - but in different ways. My Grandma sent me a letter a few weeks ago which illustrates just how cool she is. The first paragraph said "Don't be alarmed when you see my funeral outline that I am enclosing, but when I was down quite sick last month with pneumonia I realized I am not young any more and at almost 93 years old I won't be around too much longer -- maybe 3 to 6 years at the most." Please don't think badly when I say that I busted up laughing when I read that. She just realized that she is not young any more at 93 years of age, and it is not because she is senile. She is just young at heart. She retired only a few years ago from running her own real estate business. She still drives and cares for herself. She still plays the organ in the temple. She still goes to the retirement home to assist and care for the old people, most of which are younger than her. She still plans and hosts family gatherings. She still plays the piano beautifully. She is still planning on being around for another 3-6 years. I love my Grandma, she is a breath of fresh air. She has a powerful testimony. She has experienced and overcome challenges that would make others sinister, grumpy and mean. She gave me a love and talent for the piano. I hope I can have her attitude about life and enjoy life to the fullest like she has. I want to be young forever too.
Paula Mortimer was my piano teacher, mentor and friend for ten years, which seems like nothing, but she was a powerful influence for good from day one. In fifth grade we all had to write a report on our hero and the best, most meaningful reports would be chosen for the Hero assembly, because of her mine was chosen. She was just that amazing! Paula taught me piano which has made me who I am to everyone on the outside - "Michelle Bowman - oh yeah she's the one that plays the piano really well", it's probably how many will remember me, and that's more than okay. I am SO SO SO grateful that I learned how to play the piano and that she was the BEST piano teacher ever!!! But beyond piano she taught me the gospel, she taught me how to be a good person. She loved me, really loved me and I knew it every time I set foot in her home. I believe deeply that every child and youth needs someone outside of family that loves them, encourages them and is in a position to offer counsel and guidance. Paula was that person for me. I was taught so much more than piano for that short half hour a week that I was in her home, and I am eternally grateful. I hope that I can be or have been that kind of a person for just one of my students, if I have than I feel like I have honored her.
Karie Lasson (Peterson)- When I started high school, I, like everyone else, was terrified and excited, but I was sure everything would be fine because I had a good friend to lean on. Then for some reason (I wish I knew) that friend stopped being my friend, cold shoulder doesn't really do it justice. I became extremely shy and reserved, but Karie (who knows why?) decided to talk to me in dreaded gym class and as a result become my friend. In many ways she saved me. Because of her, I gained more friends, truly great friends, than I could ever count. Having many great friends and belonging to a group of strong, righteous, creative friends made my three years at Brighton High School so enjoyable. Many people look on high school as a terrible time in their life, I don't. Sure it was hard, full of drama and crazy emotions, but I loved it just the same. Just as every youth needs a good mentor they need good friends. I am so grateful that Karie introduced me to and gave me confidence to find so many good friends who in turn were great influences on my life.
Erin Massey - When Jared and I moved to Oregon I was once again in a place where I had to make new friends - YIKES. I was so nervous that we would be lonely for the three years we were there. The first Sunday we attended our new ward, our Bishop came quickly from the stand to meet and greet us after the meeting. After he learned that we were here so that Jared could attend law school he pointed us in the direction of the Massey's and told us to go meet them. We were slow about it, too slow for the Bishops liking, so he marched us over to them and introduced us. (Love Bishop Web for it) And how did the Massey's respond? Not like I probably would have, I would have been friendly, but reserved, which would not have allowed for a good friendship to forge. But no, Erin was so bubbly and excited to meet us and befriend us. We were invited to weekend activities with all the other young couples and families in the ward. We didn't have time to be lonely in Oregon, we were too busy having fun with all of our new friends. :) Once again a good friend introduced me to several great friends who made Oregon magical. so magical I didn't want to leave. I still miss it terribly even though I know it is not the same as it was when we lived there. I could make several more lists of people who have influenced me, just from people I had the privilege of knowing in Oregon, people who I grew to love and admire and who in turn loved me. Now every time I hear someone mention Oregon I perk up and reminisce about the GREAT time Jared and I had there - oh how I miss it. When Jared and I were planning to move back to Utah I told my mom I was scared to come back because I liked "Oregon Michelle" so much better than "Utah Michelle". My good friends in Oregon helped me gained my confidence and learn to be and enjoy my Independence and I was so afraid I would lose that.
Dana Brosnahan - I entered the next phase of my life when Jared and I moved to Heber, bought a home and began our family. Once again I was in need of new friends and a new support system. Enter Dana to the rescue. We were both serving in Primary together, we lived pretty much next door, and we were expecting children within days of each other, but the real friendship began after I had Brandon and she had McKell. We began helping each other to take care of our children. She would take Brandon in the afternoons for me while I taught piano and I would take McKell in the mornings while she ran errand, worked out and took care of her other two children. When we weren't taking care of each others children we went on long walks together, to work off the baby fat and visit. Our conversation covered everything. Dana is my go to person for everything. I often worry and Jared is convinced, that I take advantage of her, but she assures me that she feels the very same way towards me. I admire Dana so much, she is a giver, Jared teases, that anytime we need something, (particularly relating to our children) we go to Babies-R-Dana. She is constantly thinking of the needs of everyone else but herself. I wish I could be so selfless. Every new mom needs another young mom to be a support and friend. I am grateful Dana was and continues to be one of mine. She also helped me gain more friends within our ward. She is so good to be the one who calls the majority of the time, because of my lame fear of calling people on the phone. She has also kinda forced me out of my shell and helped me try new things that I wouldn't have otherwise tried. I wish I could be as strong as her, even if she doesn't think she is strong. She is a remarkable women and so much fun. We set up these activities for our children, like, wadding pools, train tracks, or making a snowman, but really it is just our "adult" way of saying, "do you want to play" :). I love that Dana like to play with the same things as me. :)
Lastly, my sister Natalie. You can't share a room with someone for 16 plus years, work at the same job for 1 1/2 years, and have your first child (both boys) within months of each other and not have an influence. Natalie would be the first to say she has made many bad choices in her life, and our religion and values don't always match, but that does not change the fact that I greatly admire who she is and that I owe a lot to her for shaping who I have become. We have shared innumerable memories and experience together and through them she has taught me a lot. Natalie is the most accepting person I know. In her eyes no one can do wrong. She more than anyone has shown me what Christ like love it, she loves everyone no matter what. I don't think she know how to judge. This quality is what I wish so much that I could mirror. Natalie is also super fun, she is the life of any party, kids are drawn to her enthusiasm and silliness, I have yet to meet a child that did not adore her, another one of her Christ like attributes. It was because of her love and talent with children that I knew, the moment there was an opening at the preschool where I worked, I wanted her to fill it. I loved being co-teachers with her more than all the 16 years we shared a room together. But now I love being aunts to each others boys even more. And this might sound wrong or unfair, but I am very grateful that because of some of her bad choices she has helped me gain a greater conviction of truth and of right and wrong. Natalie more than anyone through her good and bad example has taught me of Christ, and for that I am grateful. I am so lucky to have a sister that I can be close to, so very lucky!
While writing this post I was impressed with two things. First how much each person matters in the world, I think of the hundreds of people who have had a direct influence on me and then the hundreds of people who had a direct influence on them, and I am amazed. You never will know the impact you may have on someone for good by small and simple things. Second, how mindful Heavenly Father is of me and my needs to send just the right person at the right time to help me, support me, love me, and shape me into the person I need to be. Third I am amazed that all but two on my list are women, perhaps that is because I am a woman, but I think it is more than that. I think it goes to show just how much influence women have. I think it also illustrates the amazing ability to nurture women have. Hooray for the many women in my life, wish I could list them all!!
Really 10 - JUST 10. I am getting behind on my one a day plan, because "just ten" is giving me fits. However I suppose it has to be ten, otherwise this post would never end. I am sure that everyone feels the same way, that there are so many people who influence us, for whom we are so grateful. So here is my list not in any order.
Mom - I wish I had a gift for putting in to words the appreciation and love I feel for my mom, but I don't. George Washington said it well when he said " All I am I owe to my mother. I attribute all my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her." I would add Spiritual education to the list and it would be complete. However I still don't think it does justice to the influence she had on me. I am so grateful for her. I am who I am because of her, in fact in many ways I am her, and that's okay. I am especially grateful that she both recognized and embarrassed the importance of her role as a mother. "Being a king, emperor, or president is mighty small potatoes compared to being a mother. Commanding an army is little more than sweeping a street compared with training a boy or girl. The mother of Moses did more for the world than all the kings that Egypt ever had. Oh, you wait until you reach the mountains of eternity, then read the mothers' names in God's Hall of Fame." (Billy Sunday) My mom's name will be in the Hall of Fame. She, more than anyone helps me to realize just how important I am as a mother and that I have value as a daughter of God. She is my greatest cheerleader!! Love you mom!
Dad - If every child could have a dad like me, how fortunate would they be and how better off the world would be. My dad spent quality time with me, taking us out on bike rides, taking us to the office, playing the guitar while I played the piano. He brought humor and excitement to our home through story telling, water fights, hide-n-seek, and a quick wit. He taught me patience, hard work and dedication. He is a great example of quiet faith, I always knew where my dad stood and I knew when I crossed the line, but never because of what he said, it was because of his example. He also taught me the joy of service. I am so blessed to have him as my dad, because of him my mind is filled with thousands of rich memories (perhaps that is why there is no room for tedious facts, :) I would prefer to have it filled with wonderful memories). I wish so much that I could be more like my dad!
Jared - I am truly a better person because of Jared. Jared more than any one has taught me humility, forgiveness and patience. It was not until I met Jared that I finally read the Book of Mormon cover to cover and gained a solid testimony of the gospel. Jared has opened my eyes to the world by exposing me to travel, many new foods, lots of media, and his love of history. Because of Jared I learned more about the world we live in, the famous people who shape it, the history of it, and the cultures than I ever learned while in school. Because of Jared I know how to cook. Because of Jared I have realized my greatest blessings of a temple marriage and the gift of becoming a mother. We are celebrating our 11th anniversary this Friday. I am eternally grateful he chose me and I chose him. I love and adore him!
Grandma Johnson - I think my Grandma is the best! She was always so good to have me, my sister and my two cousins (Jennifer and Carolyn) over for sleep overs or just over to play. I loved walking into her house and hearing some opera or classical music playing on her little yellow stereo while she was washing the dishes by hand. Her house always smelled yummy. She was the best cook and baker I had ever met. She would even make a pb and jelly sandwich special because she would cut it with cookie cutters. Her toy closet had the greatest treasures from her latest trip to the DI, but the best toys were the sheets she would find - endless creations from a plain old sheet. My mom was my Grandma's oldest daughter, I am my moms oldest daughter, the three of us have a LOT in common. We all have strong opinions which we like to express, like how to properly load a dish washer. :) We all have a great appreciation of the arts, music, dance, paintings, literature, etc. My grandma instilled a love of books in me from a very young age because she read to me all the time while I sat on her lap in her rocking chair. I am grateful for the legacy my Grandma left me. And I can't forget to mention my Grandpa Johnson who was also very influential in my life, teaching me the value of hard work, self reliance through gardening, food storage and budgeting and the value of exercises. I admire him a lot.
Grandma Osborn - I also think my Grandma Osborn is the best - but in different ways. My Grandma sent me a letter a few weeks ago which illustrates just how cool she is. The first paragraph said "Don't be alarmed when you see my funeral outline that I am enclosing, but when I was down quite sick last month with pneumonia I realized I am not young any more and at almost 93 years old I won't be around too much longer -- maybe 3 to 6 years at the most." Please don't think badly when I say that I busted up laughing when I read that. She just realized that she is not young any more at 93 years of age, and it is not because she is senile. She is just young at heart. She retired only a few years ago from running her own real estate business. She still drives and cares for herself. She still plays the organ in the temple. She still goes to the retirement home to assist and care for the old people, most of which are younger than her. She still plans and hosts family gatherings. She still plays the piano beautifully. She is still planning on being around for another 3-6 years. I love my Grandma, she is a breath of fresh air. She has a powerful testimony. She has experienced and overcome challenges that would make others sinister, grumpy and mean. She gave me a love and talent for the piano. I hope I can have her attitude about life and enjoy life to the fullest like she has. I want to be young forever too.
Paula Mortimer was my piano teacher, mentor and friend for ten years, which seems like nothing, but she was a powerful influence for good from day one. In fifth grade we all had to write a report on our hero and the best, most meaningful reports would be chosen for the Hero assembly, because of her mine was chosen. She was just that amazing! Paula taught me piano which has made me who I am to everyone on the outside - "Michelle Bowman - oh yeah she's the one that plays the piano really well", it's probably how many will remember me, and that's more than okay. I am SO SO SO grateful that I learned how to play the piano and that she was the BEST piano teacher ever!!! But beyond piano she taught me the gospel, she taught me how to be a good person. She loved me, really loved me and I knew it every time I set foot in her home. I believe deeply that every child and youth needs someone outside of family that loves them, encourages them and is in a position to offer counsel and guidance. Paula was that person for me. I was taught so much more than piano for that short half hour a week that I was in her home, and I am eternally grateful. I hope that I can be or have been that kind of a person for just one of my students, if I have than I feel like I have honored her.
Karie Lasson (Peterson)- When I started high school, I, like everyone else, was terrified and excited, but I was sure everything would be fine because I had a good friend to lean on. Then for some reason (I wish I knew) that friend stopped being my friend, cold shoulder doesn't really do it justice. I became extremely shy and reserved, but Karie (who knows why?) decided to talk to me in dreaded gym class and as a result become my friend. In many ways she saved me. Because of her, I gained more friends, truly great friends, than I could ever count. Having many great friends and belonging to a group of strong, righteous, creative friends made my three years at Brighton High School so enjoyable. Many people look on high school as a terrible time in their life, I don't. Sure it was hard, full of drama and crazy emotions, but I loved it just the same. Just as every youth needs a good mentor they need good friends. I am so grateful that Karie introduced me to and gave me confidence to find so many good friends who in turn were great influences on my life.
Erin Massey - When Jared and I moved to Oregon I was once again in a place where I had to make new friends - YIKES. I was so nervous that we would be lonely for the three years we were there. The first Sunday we attended our new ward, our Bishop came quickly from the stand to meet and greet us after the meeting. After he learned that we were here so that Jared could attend law school he pointed us in the direction of the Massey's and told us to go meet them. We were slow about it, too slow for the Bishops liking, so he marched us over to them and introduced us. (Love Bishop Web for it) And how did the Massey's respond? Not like I probably would have, I would have been friendly, but reserved, which would not have allowed for a good friendship to forge. But no, Erin was so bubbly and excited to meet us and befriend us. We were invited to weekend activities with all the other young couples and families in the ward. We didn't have time to be lonely in Oregon, we were too busy having fun with all of our new friends. :) Once again a good friend introduced me to several great friends who made Oregon magical. so magical I didn't want to leave. I still miss it terribly even though I know it is not the same as it was when we lived there. I could make several more lists of people who have influenced me, just from people I had the privilege of knowing in Oregon, people who I grew to love and admire and who in turn loved me. Now every time I hear someone mention Oregon I perk up and reminisce about the GREAT time Jared and I had there - oh how I miss it. When Jared and I were planning to move back to Utah I told my mom I was scared to come back because I liked "Oregon Michelle" so much better than "Utah Michelle". My good friends in Oregon helped me gained my confidence and learn to be and enjoy my Independence and I was so afraid I would lose that.
Dana Brosnahan - I entered the next phase of my life when Jared and I moved to Heber, bought a home and began our family. Once again I was in need of new friends and a new support system. Enter Dana to the rescue. We were both serving in Primary together, we lived pretty much next door, and we were expecting children within days of each other, but the real friendship began after I had Brandon and she had McKell. We began helping each other to take care of our children. She would take Brandon in the afternoons for me while I taught piano and I would take McKell in the mornings while she ran errand, worked out and took care of her other two children. When we weren't taking care of each others children we went on long walks together, to work off the baby fat and visit. Our conversation covered everything. Dana is my go to person for everything. I often worry and Jared is convinced, that I take advantage of her, but she assures me that she feels the very same way towards me. I admire Dana so much, she is a giver, Jared teases, that anytime we need something, (particularly relating to our children) we go to Babies-R-Dana. She is constantly thinking of the needs of everyone else but herself. I wish I could be so selfless. Every new mom needs another young mom to be a support and friend. I am grateful Dana was and continues to be one of mine. She also helped me gain more friends within our ward. She is so good to be the one who calls the majority of the time, because of my lame fear of calling people on the phone. She has also kinda forced me out of my shell and helped me try new things that I wouldn't have otherwise tried. I wish I could be as strong as her, even if she doesn't think she is strong. She is a remarkable women and so much fun. We set up these activities for our children, like, wadding pools, train tracks, or making a snowman, but really it is just our "adult" way of saying, "do you want to play" :). I love that Dana like to play with the same things as me. :)
Lastly, my sister Natalie. You can't share a room with someone for 16 plus years, work at the same job for 1 1/2 years, and have your first child (both boys) within months of each other and not have an influence. Natalie would be the first to say she has made many bad choices in her life, and our religion and values don't always match, but that does not change the fact that I greatly admire who she is and that I owe a lot to her for shaping who I have become. We have shared innumerable memories and experience together and through them she has taught me a lot. Natalie is the most accepting person I know. In her eyes no one can do wrong. She more than anyone has shown me what Christ like love it, she loves everyone no matter what. I don't think she know how to judge. This quality is what I wish so much that I could mirror. Natalie is also super fun, she is the life of any party, kids are drawn to her enthusiasm and silliness, I have yet to meet a child that did not adore her, another one of her Christ like attributes. It was because of her love and talent with children that I knew, the moment there was an opening at the preschool where I worked, I wanted her to fill it. I loved being co-teachers with her more than all the 16 years we shared a room together. But now I love being aunts to each others boys even more. And this might sound wrong or unfair, but I am very grateful that because of some of her bad choices she has helped me gain a greater conviction of truth and of right and wrong. Natalie more than anyone through her good and bad example has taught me of Christ, and for that I am grateful. I am so lucky to have a sister that I can be close to, so very lucky!
While writing this post I was impressed with two things. First how much each person matters in the world, I think of the hundreds of people who have had a direct influence on me and then the hundreds of people who had a direct influence on them, and I am amazed. You never will know the impact you may have on someone for good by small and simple things. Second, how mindful Heavenly Father is of me and my needs to send just the right person at the right time to help me, support me, love me, and shape me into the person I need to be. Third I am amazed that all but two on my list are women, perhaps that is because I am a woman, but I think it is more than that. I think it goes to show just how much influence women have. I think it also illustrates the amazing ability to nurture women have. Hooray for the many women in my life, wish I could list them all!!
Monday, April 30, 2012
Boating
Our good friends and neighbors invited us to go boating with them a few Saturdays ago. We were so excited to be out on the lake enjoying great weather and fun friends. Brandon and Grant have never been on a boat, so this was exciting. 
Or not. :) I'm sure I tried at least a dozen times to get up, but I just could not maintain a grip long enough to get up. I even tried wrapping my arms through the rope hoping I would be able to hold on better like that, I couldn't, but I did get some great bruises to show for it. Brandon was a great cheer leader, so confident that I would get up. I felt a little bad that I couldn't do it for him. My ego was a little hurt, but practice makes perfect, so I'll try again. One thing is for sure, I will be prepared with sun screen, and I will not be wrapping my arms in the rope, ouch :) Despite the aches and pains following the outing, it was absolutely a wonderful, beautiful day!!Friday, April 27, 2012
8 of 10
What are 5 passions you have?
Passion means more than just an interest or something you enjoy, it might even mean more than something that is important to you. Passion to me means "Don't cross me on this subject, unless you want an involved debate". Passion seams to mean a proactive stance on your opinion. Because of this I struggle to think of what my passions are. I don't like confrontation, I am terrible at debating, and regrettably I am not very proactive with my opinions, however I was able to come up with five things that the more I think about, the more I realize, I do feel very strongly about them, so they could be considered a passion.
1. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know this Church is true! I know it with all my heart. Every little aspect of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is true and I know it to be true; from the Book of Mormon, to the Prophet, from the Temple, to Families, from the organization, to the saving ordinances. I love this church and I am so very grateful for it, and I wish so very much that my siblings, family, friends, neighbors, and everyone else could know this for themselves too. I wish so much that everyone could experience the joy and peace that comes from the gospel of Jesus Christ.
2. Children. I am devoted to my children. Yes, I complain, and often wish for a break from parenting, but I LOVE my children. I spend hours debating which preschool will be just right for Brandon. I spend even more time one on one with Grant to help him develop his speech. I spend nearly an hour every day working with Brandon on learning his letters, sounds, numbers, logic, art skills, music, early reading, scripture memorization, and Article of Faith memorization. I feel like if I don't teach them everything they need to know, who will? Preschool is great because it reinforces what I am teaching and it provided an opportunity to socialize, and respect other adults (and it gives me a break :)) but it can not possibly do everything Brandon will need it too. I feel the same way with Primary, Speech Therapy, and ASL. It is a lot of responsibility to place on myself, and I ALWAYS feel like I am coming up short, but that is okay, I am doing the best I know how, and I pray that Heavenly Father will make up for my short comings and help my children learn, protect my children, and give them loving leaders and teachers all along their journey.
3. Family. I feel very strongly about the definition of a family and the roles each family member should play in their family. After working in childcare for nearly 10 years I developed pretty strong opinions about day care and that it should be used only as a back up resource, but nothing more. It was devastating to me to see little babies being dropped off only because their mothers wanted to work more than be with them. I think that every child has the right to a mother and father in the home who love them. I have strong feelings about how women are represented in the media and in the world. Yes I would be talented in the work force as would most women, but my talents are better used in the home. Yes the appearance of women is wonderful and important, but it is not where our value lies. And I am not "JUST" a stay at home mom, or worse yet "housewife". I also get really upset when I hear people putting men down, in fact I am just as upset with how men are portrayed in the media. The men I know are not lazy couch potatoes. They are not incapable of being great fathers. They are not selfish, and unobservant of others. They don't live their lives acting like 10 year old boys. They are capable, competent, hard working, devoted, sincere, goal oriented, protective and loving.
4. Music. Music is powerful. It is a universal language. It inspires and motivates. It can change moods and behaviors. Music can strongly effect your personality, relationships, attitudes, and values. Music can change who you are. Learning music is so rewarding and stimulating. Using music in other areas of learning will often help you learn better. I wish music was used far more in the classroom, from kindergarten to graduate school.
5. Choice. We chose, before we came to earth, to have the right to choose. Choice was so important we fought a war in heaven to enjoy this right. But, with choice comes a consequence. I get so upset when I hear people say they are "pro choice", because I am too, but not in the way they use the term. People who are "pro choice" are not really pro choice they are simply "pro no consequences". They made a choice, now they need to accept the consequence. Please don't misunderstand I can accept a choice to abort a child, when the conception was not the mothers choice, but if it is some person who "oops" conceived a child, now please make it like it never happened, not okay. My feelings for choice and accountability go beyond the "pro choice" people. If you make any choice, you should accept the consequence. And it is high time we start recognizing that with our choices come consequences.
Whew, I sound and feel a little like a tyrant right now. I suppose I am more passionate about things than I thought. I realized that I have one other passion, the right to your opinion. Just as I clearly have some strong opinions others are entitled to their opinions as well, and it is okay if our opinions are not the same, or if they are similar but have some differences, that is okay, it's their CHOICE. :)
Passion means more than just an interest or something you enjoy, it might even mean more than something that is important to you. Passion to me means "Don't cross me on this subject, unless you want an involved debate". Passion seams to mean a proactive stance on your opinion. Because of this I struggle to think of what my passions are. I don't like confrontation, I am terrible at debating, and regrettably I am not very proactive with my opinions, however I was able to come up with five things that the more I think about, the more I realize, I do feel very strongly about them, so they could be considered a passion.
1. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I know this Church is true! I know it with all my heart. Every little aspect of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is true and I know it to be true; from the Book of Mormon, to the Prophet, from the Temple, to Families, from the organization, to the saving ordinances. I love this church and I am so very grateful for it, and I wish so very much that my siblings, family, friends, neighbors, and everyone else could know this for themselves too. I wish so much that everyone could experience the joy and peace that comes from the gospel of Jesus Christ.
2. Children. I am devoted to my children. Yes, I complain, and often wish for a break from parenting, but I LOVE my children. I spend hours debating which preschool will be just right for Brandon. I spend even more time one on one with Grant to help him develop his speech. I spend nearly an hour every day working with Brandon on learning his letters, sounds, numbers, logic, art skills, music, early reading, scripture memorization, and Article of Faith memorization. I feel like if I don't teach them everything they need to know, who will? Preschool is great because it reinforces what I am teaching and it provided an opportunity to socialize, and respect other adults (and it gives me a break :)) but it can not possibly do everything Brandon will need it too. I feel the same way with Primary, Speech Therapy, and ASL. It is a lot of responsibility to place on myself, and I ALWAYS feel like I am coming up short, but that is okay, I am doing the best I know how, and I pray that Heavenly Father will make up for my short comings and help my children learn, protect my children, and give them loving leaders and teachers all along their journey.
3. Family. I feel very strongly about the definition of a family and the roles each family member should play in their family. After working in childcare for nearly 10 years I developed pretty strong opinions about day care and that it should be used only as a back up resource, but nothing more. It was devastating to me to see little babies being dropped off only because their mothers wanted to work more than be with them. I think that every child has the right to a mother and father in the home who love them. I have strong feelings about how women are represented in the media and in the world. Yes I would be talented in the work force as would most women, but my talents are better used in the home. Yes the appearance of women is wonderful and important, but it is not where our value lies. And I am not "JUST" a stay at home mom, or worse yet "housewife". I also get really upset when I hear people putting men down, in fact I am just as upset with how men are portrayed in the media. The men I know are not lazy couch potatoes. They are not incapable of being great fathers. They are not selfish, and unobservant of others. They don't live their lives acting like 10 year old boys. They are capable, competent, hard working, devoted, sincere, goal oriented, protective and loving.
4. Music. Music is powerful. It is a universal language. It inspires and motivates. It can change moods and behaviors. Music can strongly effect your personality, relationships, attitudes, and values. Music can change who you are. Learning music is so rewarding and stimulating. Using music in other areas of learning will often help you learn better. I wish music was used far more in the classroom, from kindergarten to graduate school.
5. Choice. We chose, before we came to earth, to have the right to choose. Choice was so important we fought a war in heaven to enjoy this right. But, with choice comes a consequence. I get so upset when I hear people say they are "pro choice", because I am too, but not in the way they use the term. People who are "pro choice" are not really pro choice they are simply "pro no consequences". They made a choice, now they need to accept the consequence. Please don't misunderstand I can accept a choice to abort a child, when the conception was not the mothers choice, but if it is some person who "oops" conceived a child, now please make it like it never happened, not okay. My feelings for choice and accountability go beyond the "pro choice" people. If you make any choice, you should accept the consequence. And it is high time we start recognizing that with our choices come consequences.
Whew, I sound and feel a little like a tyrant right now. I suppose I am more passionate about things than I thought. I realized that I have one other passion, the right to your opinion. Just as I clearly have some strong opinions others are entitled to their opinions as well, and it is okay if our opinions are not the same, or if they are similar but have some differences, that is okay, it's their CHOICE. :)
Thursday, April 26, 2012
7 of 30
What is your dream job, and why?
Most of the time I think I have the dream job, at any rate my job as a full time mommy is certainly what I always dreamed about doing as a child and youth. I do feel that my job as a mother is the most important job I could have. Most of the time I really do enjoy it. I am privileged to be witness to all the good and bad moments with my children. I get to see them grow and learn, and I am one of their two favorite people that makes me pretty lucky!
However, if I was to choose a job with a pay check I would choose to be a reporter in Utah, specializing in religion, similar to, Carole Mikita. How amazing would it be to be on a first name basis with the prophet and other leaders for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and to be able to visit with them often. It would also be so exciting to meet often with all the other religious leaders in Utah, to gain a better understating of their beliefs and ideals. How wonderful would it be to visit with so many saints and hear their stories, hear them share their testimonies, and feel their faith. How exciting would it be to travel the world, seeing the sites, meeting the people, visiting so many temples. How convenient would it be to have a stylist to help you with your clothes, makeup, and hair. It would be a very rewarding job. The responsibility to represent the church would be a bit daunting, but it would also be motivating, I would work even harder on my testimony and knowledge of the gospel. Yes, the more I think about it, the more I think I would really enjoy it.
Most of the time I think I have the dream job, at any rate my job as a full time mommy is certainly what I always dreamed about doing as a child and youth. I do feel that my job as a mother is the most important job I could have. Most of the time I really do enjoy it. I am privileged to be witness to all the good and bad moments with my children. I get to see them grow and learn, and I am one of their two favorite people that makes me pretty lucky!
However, if I was to choose a job with a pay check I would choose to be a reporter in Utah, specializing in religion, similar to, Carole Mikita. How amazing would it be to be on a first name basis with the prophet and other leaders for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and to be able to visit with them often. It would also be so exciting to meet often with all the other religious leaders in Utah, to gain a better understating of their beliefs and ideals. How wonderful would it be to visit with so many saints and hear their stories, hear them share their testimonies, and feel their faith. How exciting would it be to travel the world, seeing the sites, meeting the people, visiting so many temples. How convenient would it be to have a stylist to help you with your clothes, makeup, and hair. It would be a very rewarding job. The responsibility to represent the church would be a bit daunting, but it would also be motivating, I would work even harder on my testimony and knowledge of the gospel. Yes, the more I think about it, the more I think I would really enjoy it.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
6 of 30
What is the hardest thing you have ever had to experience.
The first thing that comes to mind is when Maggie was hit by a car and passed away, nearly six month later and I still have moments when I struggle and miss her a lot. You can read more about that experience here.
The next thing that comes to mind is Brandon's delivery. Brandon was due to arrive on the 7th of September. Well the 7th, 8th, 9th and the 10th past with out any sign of arrival. So my doctor told me he would have to induce me on the 13th. The morning of the 13th we went in to be induced. By 2:30 that day nothing had happened so they gave me Petocin, still nothing. At midnight I was dilated to a 3 and could not handle the pain anymore so they gave me an epidural and we continued to wait and wait and wait. The next day around 10:30 I was finally dilated to a 10 and we began to push. Three hours later and we had still made no progress. So I was told I would need to have a C-Section. I can't describe how disappointed I was. I know there is nothing wrong with C-Sections, but I still felt like less of a women because I had to have one. I cried and cried when they told me. By the time I was in surgery and Jared and I were prepared for surgery I was starting to go into shock. I was SO cold and the several heated blankets that they were putting on me did nothing to help. Jared was wonderful to comfort me through everything, until they pulled Brandon from me. Jared was so taken by Brandon and the whole procedure that he became completely riveted to everything that was going on. I don't blame him one bit, in fact I love that he was so excited to be a dad. But I felt so lonely at that time. I could hear Brandon and everyone else talking about him, but I couldn't see him or touch him like I had hoped to. The nurse took Brandon to run the tests and held him up for me from across the room, but by this time I was shaking so violently, and so uncomfortable, and emotionally drained that all I could do was give a week giggle and smile. I was so grateful for the anesthesiologist who stood by me, held my hand, and then put me to sleep for the remainder of the surgery. When I finally woke up, Brandon had already been bathed and dressed (with no picture taken). I on the other hand was still shaking form the cold. They put me in whats called a "bear hug", a large plastic blankets with pockets that fill up wit hot air, they also covered me with more warm blankets. I did not like feeling out of control of my body, emotions, and mind. I do remember having one lucid thought to tell my mom and Jared where my socks were and to put them on my feet. According to Jared and my mom my skin was grey and my lips were blue and Jared felt a lot of concern over whether or not I would pull through. I finally came through. I don't remember the first time I held Brandon, but I do remember the first time I got to nurse him. Gratefully he took to nursing quickly and I was finally able to feel like a mother. Despite all the trauma of Brandon's delivery I was so relieved and grateful to have him and to be a mother and have both of us healthy, that I didn't feel too upset about the delivery, but after leaving the hospital and writing in my journal I realized just how emotionally challenging it was for me. I am surprised that even now nearly five years later I still struggle and cried when I think about it. And each time I have to have another baby through C-Section I feel little twinge of regret and failure, I know I shouldn't, but I do.
Really though I count my blessings that the few challenges I have had to face are so small in comparison to others challenges.
The first thing that comes to mind is when Maggie was hit by a car and passed away, nearly six month later and I still have moments when I struggle and miss her a lot. You can read more about that experience here.
The next thing that comes to mind is Brandon's delivery. Brandon was due to arrive on the 7th of September. Well the 7th, 8th, 9th and the 10th past with out any sign of arrival. So my doctor told me he would have to induce me on the 13th. The morning of the 13th we went in to be induced. By 2:30 that day nothing had happened so they gave me Petocin, still nothing. At midnight I was dilated to a 3 and could not handle the pain anymore so they gave me an epidural and we continued to wait and wait and wait. The next day around 10:30 I was finally dilated to a 10 and we began to push. Three hours later and we had still made no progress. So I was told I would need to have a C-Section. I can't describe how disappointed I was. I know there is nothing wrong with C-Sections, but I still felt like less of a women because I had to have one. I cried and cried when they told me. By the time I was in surgery and Jared and I were prepared for surgery I was starting to go into shock. I was SO cold and the several heated blankets that they were putting on me did nothing to help. Jared was wonderful to comfort me through everything, until they pulled Brandon from me. Jared was so taken by Brandon and the whole procedure that he became completely riveted to everything that was going on. I don't blame him one bit, in fact I love that he was so excited to be a dad. But I felt so lonely at that time. I could hear Brandon and everyone else talking about him, but I couldn't see him or touch him like I had hoped to. The nurse took Brandon to run the tests and held him up for me from across the room, but by this time I was shaking so violently, and so uncomfortable, and emotionally drained that all I could do was give a week giggle and smile. I was so grateful for the anesthesiologist who stood by me, held my hand, and then put me to sleep for the remainder of the surgery. When I finally woke up, Brandon had already been bathed and dressed (with no picture taken). I on the other hand was still shaking form the cold. They put me in whats called a "bear hug", a large plastic blankets with pockets that fill up wit hot air, they also covered me with more warm blankets. I did not like feeling out of control of my body, emotions, and mind. I do remember having one lucid thought to tell my mom and Jared where my socks were and to put them on my feet. According to Jared and my mom my skin was grey and my lips were blue and Jared felt a lot of concern over whether or not I would pull through. I finally came through. I don't remember the first time I held Brandon, but I do remember the first time I got to nurse him. Gratefully he took to nursing quickly and I was finally able to feel like a mother. Despite all the trauma of Brandon's delivery I was so relieved and grateful to have him and to be a mother and have both of us healthy, that I didn't feel too upset about the delivery, but after leaving the hospital and writing in my journal I realized just how emotionally challenging it was for me. I am surprised that even now nearly five years later I still struggle and cried when I think about it. And each time I have to have another baby through C-Section I feel little twinge of regret and failure, I know I shouldn't, but I do.
Really though I count my blessings that the few challenges I have had to face are so small in comparison to others challenges.
5 of 30
What are the five things that make you the most happy right now?
1. MY CHILDREN
* when I worry that it has been too quiet for too long and upon investigation find them sitting in one of the chairs reading books alone, or to each other. I really love hearing Brandon read the story and get it nearly word for word, because he paid such close attention when Jared or I read it to him.
* when they laugh. Brandon and Grant have such wonderful giggles that I too often excuse bad behavior if it is making them laugh.
* when they are sleeping - it is a beautiful thing. I am especially happy when one of them will fall asleep in my arms, that is heaven!
* when they recognize things of the spirit. Like when Brandon tried to give me a blessing because I was not feeling well, or when Grant insists on saying his prayers before bed time even though he can't talk yet, or when Brandon starts singing I am a Child of God.
* when they learn something new. Like when Grant learns a new words, or Brandon learns how to blend new words
*when they dance, they are the CUTEST dancers ever!
2. MY HUSBAND
* when he puts one of the boys to bed and enjoys reading them stories before bed time.
* when he show appreciation for the dinner I made by insisting that we eat at the table and enjoy family conversation and thanks me for it.
* when he steps up to a challenge because he knows it is proving to be too much for me to handle alone.
* when he leads our family in family prayer or family home evening
* when he takes me on dates, especially to the temple
* when we talk and talk and talk into the late hours of the night
3. THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER-DAY SAINTS
* serving with the Young Women
* reading the Book of Mormon
* watching a Mormon Media film online
* working on Personal Progress
* singing the hymns
* enjoying my association with the Relief Society sisters - Great Friends
* hearing a great talk or testimony
* knowing the joy of the plan of salvation
* attending the temple
4. PERSONAL TIME
* running (while my children are in the day care)
* reading a good novel
* morning scripture study
* taking a nap with the window open
* playing the piano without interruptions
5. OTHERS
* Great Friends - who help me with my children and who I can enjoy great conversations with, and laugh with. Friends who find selfless ways to serve and uplift me. Friends who are genuinely interested in me and care about me.
* Nature - birds waking me up in the morning, sunshine warming (or recently, burning) my face, a cool breeze, the smell after a rain shower
* A clean house
I have a LOT to be happy about!!!
1. MY CHILDREN
* when I worry that it has been too quiet for too long and upon investigation find them sitting in one of the chairs reading books alone, or to each other. I really love hearing Brandon read the story and get it nearly word for word, because he paid such close attention when Jared or I read it to him.
* when they laugh. Brandon and Grant have such wonderful giggles that I too often excuse bad behavior if it is making them laugh.
* when they are sleeping - it is a beautiful thing. I am especially happy when one of them will fall asleep in my arms, that is heaven!
* when they recognize things of the spirit. Like when Brandon tried to give me a blessing because I was not feeling well, or when Grant insists on saying his prayers before bed time even though he can't talk yet, or when Brandon starts singing I am a Child of God.
* when they learn something new. Like when Grant learns a new words, or Brandon learns how to blend new words
*when they dance, they are the CUTEST dancers ever!
2. MY HUSBAND
* when he puts one of the boys to bed and enjoys reading them stories before bed time.
* when he show appreciation for the dinner I made by insisting that we eat at the table and enjoy family conversation and thanks me for it.
* when he steps up to a challenge because he knows it is proving to be too much for me to handle alone.
* when he leads our family in family prayer or family home evening
* when he takes me on dates, especially to the temple
* when we talk and talk and talk into the late hours of the night
3. THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER-DAY SAINTS
* serving with the Young Women
* reading the Book of Mormon
* watching a Mormon Media film online
* working on Personal Progress
* singing the hymns
* enjoying my association with the Relief Society sisters - Great Friends
* hearing a great talk or testimony
* knowing the joy of the plan of salvation
* attending the temple
4. PERSONAL TIME
* running (while my children are in the day care)
* reading a good novel
* morning scripture study
* taking a nap with the window open
* playing the piano without interruptions
5. OTHERS
* Great Friends - who help me with my children and who I can enjoy great conversations with, and laugh with. Friends who find selfless ways to serve and uplift me. Friends who are genuinely interested in me and care about me.
* Nature - birds waking me up in the morning, sunshine warming (or recently, burning) my face, a cool breeze, the smell after a rain shower
* A clean house
I have a LOT to be happy about!!!
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