mother's weekend

So I'm a little behind on posting and since I'm trying to keep up and use this as my journal, I will bore you with the details of Mother's day :) that is, if you end up reading past this.

The Friday evening of that weekend, Clay told me to make sure and have the house clean. Well, if that isn't enough of a hint that we would have someone over. ;) He got one of his work buddies to come over and stay here while Kort was asleep and we could go to dinner. The last time we went out without Kort was last summer back in good ol' Austin, MN. It was so weird to be without Kort. We went to an Italian restaurant, which really wasn't all that great. Oh well. It was nice to get out and just be the two of us.

The rest of the weekend wasn't really all that spectacular. Clay had to work Saturday, like most of the weeks, and so Sunday he took care of Kort like most of the time also. I did, however, get to enjoy a nap without Kort pulling at my hair, and Clay made dinner.

Clay had kept it a secret on what he was making me for the day. I had an idea when he bought play-doh, but it was the best mother's day gift :)

He also let me get a new Scentsy burner! 

We were in need of some good smells in our home.

I was just looking through my old posts from last year and realized that I didn't even have one for mother's day. But I suppose I already wrote about that in my last post or so. 

Becoming a mother

I've been thinking lately about how my life has changed by becoming a mother. I get so caught up reminiscing about the past, of the things I would do while being single. There's times that I miss High School, the sports part of it, and being part of a team and competing. Then there's college. I had my moments that I slipped, wasn't as close to my Father in Heaven as I hoped to be, but I had other moments that lifted me up so much that I wish I wouldn't have to come back to reality. Being an EFY counselor was one of those moments. Moving to Rexburg and attending BYU-Idaho was another. 

However, it was getting to the point where I was lonely, thinking something was missing from my life, which in turn, missionary work kept popping in my head. Was I supposed to serve a mission? I decided to go to the missionary training class in church, study Preach My Gospel, and meet with my Bishop to find what I all needed to do to prepare if this was to be my next step in life. 

I met with him. He told me to continue preparing to serve and go on our ward temple trip the following week and that I would get my answer soon enough. The temple trip was on a Thursday. The next day, Friday afternoon, I received a text from a friend asking if I wanted to go on a blind date that night. Eh. I was sick of blind dates and hated them. I guess I just needed to put myself out there though, and try to meet new people. To make a story short, I met my future husband that night. I'm so thankful for that decision I made. 

Flash forward 3 and half years later, we welcomed our first child into the world. I expected to be flooded with this overwhelming love for this newborn. However, hormones got the best of me for quite some time. With the lack of sleep, Kort's bad sleeping habits, and short naps, it was hard for me to look forward and be positive and optimistic. 

I don't know when it happened, but I can say without a doubt in my mind, that I love this little boy with every ounce of my body, and then some. I love his smiles, his laughs, his craziness, random facial expressions, and much, much more. I am starting to understand the importance of being a mother, that this little being is dependent upon me. I am the key to his survival. 

No matter the ups and downs, there's no reason to get mad at him. He is perfect. He knows no better than to explore and destroy the house, to throw his food on the floor, to want to stay up and play with daddy when he should be asleep. 

So now I look back in my past differently. Although I may miss playing sports, working, and socializing, I wouldn't change things for the world. I am so grateful that I get to stay home and raise our child, to watch him grow up. I have definitely become more of a homebody. I still love being in large crowds, but I fear running into people I know. Like you know how awesome it is being at the Cassia County Fair? Yeah, I miss that, but the other part of me fears ever going back just so I don't have to run into old schoolmates, ya know. Kind of pathetic. I considered myself to be outgoing in high school, but I think I'm just the opposite now. Looks like Clay and I have switched roles. But I got my little buddy to hang out with :)

Anyway, along with the hardships and trials, being a mother is a step in life that I wanted to take, and I'm so glad that I have been blessed with that chance.

This video is by Kenneth Cope (one of my favorite LDS singers). I hope you enjoy it like I do.