Black and Pink

Saturday, September 27, 2008

I am sorry I have been a bit neglectful in my blogging this week. It has been one of THOSE weeks.
There is one thing I really want to share though. It is amazing what lessons we can learn from small and simple things.

My baby girl is done. Done with pull ups, done with wet sheets in the middle of the night. She is completely potty trained. I know, some of you may be saying " big deal". But for me it is huge. It is a reminder that my life is beginning to move into a different season. Which is a whole other blog in itself. The point is my baby is no longer a baby. She can dress her self, go potty all by herself, clean up her messes herself ( ok, that was just wishful thinking, but I thought I would try it and see how it felt!) All of my kids are getting older and they just don't need my help as much. As happy as I am for the extra cash from no more pull ups and less work changing her and all the laundry she created, I am sad too. All but the youngest can get themselves something to eat. Actually the little one can too, but only by destroying the whole kitchen. They can get themselves ready for school with a little prompting ( ok, with a little yelling, who am I fooling). They can put their clothes on and comb their own hair. They spend a lot of time telling me they can do it themselves. It hurts me a little.

I am starting wonder if this is what Heavenly Father feels like sometimes when we get to a point where we decide we are doing things on our own pretty good and forget that we need him.

Just as I sit down to write, my 5 year old came to me and asked me to fix something for him. He could have done it all by himself, but he said it comes out better when I help him.

Aren't kids smart? Don't they teach us some of the best lessons of all? Aren't all things easier when we have His help?

Yes, I can figure things out on my own. But when I do, how do I know I have followed my Fathers will unless I ask him?
How do I know I am receiving the best blessings from Him if I don't know what it is that will lead me to those places where the best blessings are waiting for me?
I say best blessings because there are blessing attached to all good that we try to do, sometimes it is merely the blessing of trying something that fails and learning to try again. But when we follow where the Lord leads us, there is so much more he is waiting to give us, to show us, to teach us.
I am hoping this week I will remember that things just come out better when I have his help. I am hoping I will spend more time on my knees this week finding out where the Lord would have me go, what he would have me do, who he needs me to touch. I know He probably doesn't care where I do my grocery shopping, or what color I paint my room, but there are things, daily things he can help me with. He can help me decide what words I need to use to help a child who is struggling. He can help me know who in my ward might need a phone call or a visit. He can teach me how to overcome something I am dealing with. He can and He is waiting for us to come, so he can make things come out better for us.

5 comments:

zarablue said...

Mouthy Molly,
You are such a good mother for feeling the way you do. I love and completely agree with your testimony that we do have such a loving Heavenly Father. Your children are blessed. After reading this latest blog, I have a big smile on my face and that warm 'awe' feeling in my heart. Before you hear the violins start playing...I am sincerely grateful to have a friend that would express her desire to pray with such sincerity in behalf of others and herself. You're awesome! I was going to wipe a tear off my face when I realized I was drooling from the scent of chocolate brownie on my plate. Keep blogging.
zarablue

Teri said...

Gee thanks! I am trying to get the hang of this blogging thing. I am afraid I am not very good with the technical aspects, but I am trying so hard to develop a love of keeping a journal, and this is my best effort so far!! lol I even enjoy reading what I wrote because it takes me back to when things happened and make me smile too!
Anyway, thanks for reading!!

tiki_lady said...

i am a fellow Molly and popped over to read your blog. I too am addicted to blogging and although, my baby is 8. I fought the change of him growing because it meant that I had to grow too. I had to grow into a whole new world where I no longer played the "traditional" mommy role. My role as caretaker became less detailed responsiblility. I do love each season that life propells me into! Glad to meet ya,
Majestic Molly aka MG

Zionbldr said...

Outstanding blog! Thank you for helping me understand our Heavenly Father a lot better.

As with any writing one must paint pictures in the reader's mind. You rang the bell with this one, sister!

Facebook has led me down many interesting paths. this is one I am most grateful for.

Keep it up!!!

J Hupp

S'mee said...

Hey Teri!
Thanks for popping over and giving me the tip on the Christmas Mice, I am dying to find some of those cherry chips! Anywho, great blog! Because I am old and all my kids are having kids of their own, I have to tell ya, they never stop needing you! Just yesterday our baby, 21, called from college to ask advise, cry a bit, and share some good news...all in one call! Over the summer we have had to 'rescue' all 5 of them somehow or another. Some days it's just words, others it's helping out physically and yup, there are those financial donations from time to time!

Hang in there. it only gets better and better and better!

and amen to the other comments...keep blogging! : )