MERRY CHRISTMAS

And a Happy New Year!

Time Time, Who's got the time?

Often in talking to friends and family, I hear the complaint that there just isn't enough time.
Ushually I'm on the opposit side where I keep my schedule so free that I have to come up with projects just to feel productive. I do it on purpose because I want to be free for the most part to drop everything and do something more important if I should deem it so.

But this week I find myself with a problem. I've come up with projects (Christmas present and decorations) but I find my hands free only so often (a new baby seems to need lots of mommy holding time and the toddler seems to require what's left.).
Still I was progressing and I knew I'd atleast finish the presents in time for Christmas.... Then this morning I have felt like perhapse there is something more I should be doing....Something I can't seem to figure out ... because my mind keeps saying "Where is there time for anything else? Have you seen the kitchen? The laundry reallyy needs to be folded. You've been selfish this year and now you only have a week or so till you need to have all your ggifts ready..." and on and on.

I have the time... I just can't tell where to spend it, or how...
Presdent Uctdorph said that if I can be motivated by love of God and my fellow men everything else will work out.

So my Christmas goal is to figure out... how I can best show my love for God and His children.


Wish me luck. :)

Can I forget?

I wrote a poem... it vanished... ERG!

Little mE has arrived!

She showed up very quickly Last Sunday morning. It was a good thing we planned to have her at home as I don't know if we would have made it to the hospital. That being said I think I'd prefer a little bit of a slower labor... talk about taking your breath away.

This is my midwife and her asistent. They did get there in time and were wonderfully helpful.
After the birth my blood presure wouldn't come up so I was pale and consind to laying down....Didn't stop me from getting my snuggles in.




Here Yrgysh is still wet from the birthing tub. Little T looks shell shocked in all the pictures but she was running around laughing and saying "baby!". In this picture she had grabbed her baby (a stuffed dog) to mimick the real baby.

She is lovely though and already to joy to us all. Little T adores her (so long as she doesn't take her spot.) And Yrgysh spend several minutes dayly just staring contentedly at her.

Two things

One I'm trying to add links to my page so please send me your blog adress so I can add it.
Two: Any sujestions on how to custamize my back ground?

The men in her life...

There are three men in my life. Fathers, Noble Priesthood bearers true.
Once they held me in a circle and blessed my life with Heaven's view.

Now daily I know my needs are provided for.

Through faith and example they teach me just what to do...

Here's a few things they taught me that I can say are true.

Don't hide in your shell... smile at the world!

Take a joke and make a joke ... but keep on laughing no matter how old.

Stand in Holy places for the closer you are to the Temple, the closer you are to Home.

Dance through life with the ones you love because dancing solo is no fun... no matter how much attention you get.

There is beauty in all of life and magic to be learned in every trial, when faced with your hand in the Lord's.

there are Knights in shining armor all around me... So that I may know one when I see one.

Have patients with those you are teaching... they're likely to fling the flour. But in the end the pancakes taste better for the time well spent.

No matter where you're at... you can wear a hat, like life, with style...

And the hat that fits is the one that brings joy to all around.

So now I'll pick up the hat they have passed down to me. I'll learn from lessons of their lives that encircle me and know Heaven has blessed me.

One is GREAT!... Two is BETTER!!!!!

Happy Birthday to Little T! At Grandma J's with Cousin A.
Blowing out the candles... she blew her own out... without spitting!! Adopted Grandma did the cake.. beautifully! The dress that adopted Grandma got her.

Dress that Grandma J got her... for her Queen training to begin. :)