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Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Don't walk a mile in my shoes
I have found it difficult to pray lately. Mostly because both of my knees are scraped and bruised from my recent accident I was in. The right knee and my right hand got it the worst. I actually have cuts and bruises on the inside of my palm. It looks like I spilled dye or something on it. My left ankle/foot hurt so bad I went to the doctor to see if I broke it. Nothing. X-rays cleared me. I was sent home with a brace and crutches and told to keep off of my foot for awhile. I have. Everything is feeling better now. Oh...how did I get hurt? I guess I didn't mention that. I was walking and fell. No there were no steps, no mountains, no inclines, just a plain ordinary street. I know. I'm extremely talented in uncoordinated attempts to maim myself. I have a history...I don't want to repeat the long list of lifetime achievements I have in this area. But, I will say I think it all started when I broke my leg playing duck, duck, goose when I was three.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
A river runs around it
I usually try to be so optimistic about life. While going to marriage counseling a year ago, we had to fill out a form each time we before we went into to talk to our counselor. One day, she told me, "Liz, you can not have this high of a score. No one is this happy. Not even me. I think you are overly optimistic." I remember getting in trouble for leaving the keys in the pizza parlor door overnight. Of course someone stole them. My Dad was so upset with me. It was his entire master set of keys. I don't blame him. I went in that morning and tried to clean the store and do the best I could to try to make up for it. I know he was really upset about it. He said to me, "You are just like a river. When something gets in your way, you just go around."
I do try to look at the bright side of life. But sometimes, it seems like I just can't carry all of the optimism anymore and it's too hard. Sometimes I feel so tired, so frustrated, I just don't have any more to give. I think, "I am terrible at being a mother or I am not a good enough wife. Why did I sign up for all of this?" I hate feeling this way. It will probably pass in a couple of days, but in the meantime, it's so overwhelming.
I do try to look at the bright side of life. But sometimes, it seems like I just can't carry all of the optimism anymore and it's too hard. Sometimes I feel so tired, so frustrated, I just don't have any more to give. I think, "I am terrible at being a mother or I am not a good enough wife. Why did I sign up for all of this?" I hate feeling this way. It will probably pass in a couple of days, but in the meantime, it's so overwhelming.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Life without a cell phone
I haven't had a cellphone since Saturday. I often stick my phone in my bra--it's so convenient, what can I say. Forgot to take it out of my swimsuit when I went swimming. Robin already told me I get the "Blond of the week" award. It's so weird. I feel like I am on diet. I keep reaching for something I can't have. I am so anxious to get my new one today. Where is the FedEx guy? How did we live without those things? What WAS life like without it.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Temple Trip
I had the kids with me in St. George. On Friday, Mom babysat while I went to work. After work, I took the kids to the temple. They loved it. When we walked in the twins saw the big statue of Jesus and said, "It's Jesus!" Lane started clapping. They were very excited. It was such a warm spirit there. I am glad they were able to go. They also get excited when they see the St. George temple or the Manti temple as we are driving by, so they were excited to get to "go" to the temple.
More wedding pictures
On Tuesday, I left with the kids to go up to Mt. Pleasant for Jake's wedding. The Expedition broke down about 20 miles from Richfield. Thankfully, my mom and dad were able to come down and get us. However, we had to wait for 3 hours in the car. It was painful. But I just thought that it was good, quality time to spend with my kids. It could have been a lot worse. There was a breeze and it was only about 83 degrees. At least I didn't break down in Vegas.
We got to Mt. Pleasant Tuesday evening. I was exhausted. Plus, I no longer had a vehicle and had to crowd in (all 4 of my little posse) into my Dad's truck so we could get up to the wedding. Wednesday was pretty much taken up by the wedding. Madison and Porter tried to pee in the bushes--they said their cousins showed them. They ended up peeing on their clothes. They went running at full speed towards each other. I kept thinking, surely they're going to turn away. When I realized they were going to fast to stop, I yelled at them not to hit each other. It was too late. Porter was crying because his head hurt, and Madison was crying because her top lip split open. I was so ready to go home at the end of the day. We didn't get into Mt. Pleasant until almost midnight.
Miscellaneous pics
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Taylor Busts A Move

Wedding Date: 7/8/9. How can you forget that?




Madison and Porter has so much fun. They were so excited to be the ring bearer and flower girl. We practiced with them at home. They didn't cry, get nervous, or throw a fit. Yeah! I was a little worried. Orange is Porter's favorite color, so he was delighted with his tie. Madison was excited to get a new dress. I had several people come up and tell me how cute they were. I think the novelty of the boy/girl twins and their age had a lot to do with their cute factor. They are also quite the little couple--as they love to be together and are very close. I've got more pictures. I'll have to keep adding as I get time.
Lane was a little pill. We arrived right at his nap time. He screamed and whined and cried for nearly four hours. I even buckled him into his car seat in hopes that he would doze off. Nothing. He wanted his bed or nothing. Ughh! I think that wore me out more than Madison's two dozen trips to the bathroom. Just to let you know how much I ran around with kids at that wedding--I lost 2.6 pounds. That never happens to me. I was up and down that amphitheatre steps at least 8 times. I guess the exercise was good for me.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Yes, Moms, you do work harder than your husband
I have always said that I believed it was easier to work a long day than it is to stay home with kids. I have always believed that I was not as tired when I worked. Nor, was I as spent physically, emotionally, or mentally. Sometimes I second-guessed my theory. I thought maybe I was just getting older and didn't have the energy I had when I was working.
Now that I am working four days a week out-of-town and spending three days a week at home with kids, I have discovered the real truth. It is so much easier to work. I can work a 12 hour day in the office, still have energy to go to the gym, visit, shop, watch TV, write, etc. and I find myself awake at 10, 11, or even midnight. I'm not tired. I am full of energy. I still wake up at 5:30 or 6. Can't seem to break that habit.
I usually work a long day on Thursday and drive back home. It is on Friday, around 7 pm that I feel exceptionally tired. It is after chasing 3 children around all day--worrying that they are getting the right food, the right exercise, the right academia, the right spirituality, and of course, the right parenting. It is a full day of feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, and tending to the less fortunate. It is from carrying kids up and down stairs, and bending over to pick up toys, food, or books. It is cleaning the bathroom, cleaning the bedroom, cleaning the kitchen, and doing the laundry. It makes me tired to think about it.
So to all of the Mom's out there, if you feel tired, old, and worn out--you are. You ARE working harder than your husband. I have proof. I think the consolation of knowing that your job is really hard, is enough to make you feel better. It's really not you, it's them.
Now that I am working four days a week out-of-town and spending three days a week at home with kids, I have discovered the real truth. It is so much easier to work. I can work a 12 hour day in the office, still have energy to go to the gym, visit, shop, watch TV, write, etc. and I find myself awake at 10, 11, or even midnight. I'm not tired. I am full of energy. I still wake up at 5:30 or 6. Can't seem to break that habit.
I usually work a long day on Thursday and drive back home. It is on Friday, around 7 pm that I feel exceptionally tired. It is after chasing 3 children around all day--worrying that they are getting the right food, the right exercise, the right academia, the right spirituality, and of course, the right parenting. It is a full day of feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, and tending to the less fortunate. It is from carrying kids up and down stairs, and bending over to pick up toys, food, or books. It is cleaning the bathroom, cleaning the bedroom, cleaning the kitchen, and doing the laundry. It makes me tired to think about it.
So to all of the Mom's out there, if you feel tired, old, and worn out--you are. You ARE working harder than your husband. I have proof. I think the consolation of knowing that your job is really hard, is enough to make you feel better. It's really not you, it's them.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Fourth of July Parade
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Flag Raising Ceremony
3rd of July
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