I let Lena watch morning cartoons...and on some days it's well past noon before I feel like turning it off because I needed her to be quiet
I have let Lena eat candy during breakfast because 1. I wanted it out of the house faster and 2. she is so tiny that she could use some extra pounds for the winter.
I have put Lena to bed and then after her screaming for a bit I realized she didn't have anything to eat for dinner (one of my proudest moments)
In the middle of "disagreements" with The Brenton I think of snappy things to say and sometimes I say it out loud even before I finish my thought knowing it was mean and unnecessary.
I have gone to bed angry
I have cried myself to sleep
I have cried in the shower so the noise of the water would block the sound
Sometimes I look up at the airplanes flying overhead and wish I was on it flying to my family back out west
I can't take very good pictures, I don't have an eye for anything
I use all purpose flour and cook white rice because I rather it taste better then be healthier.
The only pictures I think I look good in are my wedding pictures, everything else I can and do find a flaw
I am not a creative person, most of my inspiration comes from the internet
I have to stop myself from eating my feelings on an hourly basis
I am my worst enemy
I read other blogs and sometimes feel guilty that I don't have or do what they have or do
But that is no more...
I realized that everyone has problems...EVERYONE. Even those bloggers who have thought of every craft, made every delicious baked good, and done everything that looks to be super awesome...and the more I open up about it the more I find people like me, people who are just trying to do the best they can with the hand they have been dealt.
I am grateful for my problems because according to the things I see on the news...my problems are teenie tiny on the scale of how bad things can get....nano problems if you will.
I have
this
and
this.
I have the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
I have faith that with every trial I am being shaped and formed to be something greater than I could ever try to be.
I am Lena's mom and Brenton's wife I am a one of a kind
There is no mold for me to try to fit into.