9.27.2009

When you're doing what you should...

Heavenly Father will find a way to tell you so. Recently Jeff and I were able to go to Lagoon with his company for a retreat. It was for adults and nurslings (Willie) only so my wonderful sister agreed to take Abby and Harvey for 2 nights. She also agreed to watch Willie the first evening so we could attend the Provo temple while we were there. When a sitter and an opportunity to attend the Temple happen to come along at the same time, we try to take it. It was late in the evening, we still had a few hours of driving in front of us, and Willie is fussy in evening so we decided to do Sealings instead of a session.

When we signed in for sealings the Sister that helped us asked if we were just finishing- she had signed in Brother and Sister Pectol not very long ago. Jeff's brother Mike lives in Provo with his wife Helen- so we realized they were already there. She told us what time they should be done, and made a note that we would like to be excused when we were done with our portion of the Sealing session. We finished before they did and decided to take some time upstairs, just to feel the Spirit. We rather hoped they would go upstairs too and we would see them there. They never came upstairs, and after a time I felt like we should probably go. We went down the North stairways, and as we were rounding the corner to go down the second flight of stairs- there was Mike, sitting on a bench! We were looking for him, but he had no idea we were there- 3 1/2 hours away from home. As it turns out the Spirit very much orchestrated that meeting. Mike and Helen had been planning on doing a session, but at 36 weeks pregnant, Helen thought better of it. They had come to the Temple earlier in the evening, but decided to eat in the cafeteria first. Additionally there happened to be a much needed women's restroom (aaah 36 weeks pregnant what fun), with a bench just outside it, on the second floor, right by the stairs, which they had never seen before, and that is where we found them. Poor Helen wasn't certain where she was when she saw us- we don't belong in Provo, we belong in the St. George Temple. (Well we each belong in any Temple we can get too, but St George is our district.) Only 2 of Jeff's siblings attend the temple, and we have only gone with his family for weddings. So running into his brother there in the temple was the best blessing we could have gotten. Jeff said it made his day, his week, his year. Mine too.

Personally, Heavenly Father has expressed little things to let me know I'm doing fine too. When Jeff was gone overnight for work this last Thursday, the kids and I had a very smooth evening, even though it was a busy one. I was definitely sustained with Divine Help for that. My friend Tawnya called and let me know of some free peaches I could get, then helped me pick AND bottle them. (Great friend isn't she??) Then last night I invited another friend, Tia, to come with me to the General Relief Society Broadcast. I didn't want to go alone. She went with me, but while I was getting ready, another sister(actually in the ward) called to ask if I'd like a ride. That may seem like a very, very small thing. But it was an answer to a prayer, and a blessing for me. The messages last night were rather generic, but I still found ANOTHER answer to a prayer in them. Today in Nursery, it went so smoothly that I decided I won't beg to be released after all. It's been a very, very good week. Not all weeks are like this, and I know I will have bad days/weeks again. But right now I know I'm doing what I should- including trying to improve some things. Hopefully writing this down will make it easier to remember and be hopeful when life isn't so perfect. For now, I will go back to enjoying my Sabbath. After all, the Sabbath was made for man, and is a great blessing. Enjoy yours too.

9.02.2009

A New Phase In Our Lives

Abby just started Kindergarten. Her first day of school was just yesterday. For months, a full year even, I've been looking forward to this for her. She is a bright and social little girl, and I didn't feel I was fully meeting her needs at home. With no children her age on our street she craves someone- a GIRL- to play with. Despite taking all the Early Childhood Ed classes I did, I'm not a good teacher at home. Home-schoolers have my highest respect. Harvey spends much of his day being railroaded by his strong willed sister. For all these reasons and more, we were looking forward to school. And then came the day. I couldn't believe it, my baby in school. I had to put some effort into not crying when I would think about it. But off she went, and she loved it. She 'sang her song' (recited a poem) for me that night. All about Inch the Worm and the things he ate. Very funny, Harvey has adopted it now too. Up until now, our lives have been fairly unstructured. That is definitely changing now. Just having Abby in school will be forcing a routine upon us, and while I was worried I now look forward to it. Yesterday was kind of a bad day for it- I was a minute late dropping her off and picking her up because I lost track of time, and Willie was asleep. Now we will have to have a regular nap time, that ends in time to pick her up. Regular lunch hour- that allows her to get there on time. And mom is going to have to stop sitting at the computer all day. I confess her entire first day of school blew by while Willie napped, Harvey played, and I surfed the net. NO MORE. My first project is to get the house dejunked and decluttered for a yard sale. I need to make more space so that Abby can have Willie's room and the boys can share. Currently Willie shares with clutter. I'm not sure what I'll do after that, but I hope to incorporate projects for Harvey, and some true home-making. Hanging up pictures will be a good place to start. We needed a schedule, and now I have a good starting point. In fact, it's time for me to go get her RIGHT NOW. See you all later- bye for now