Basically a daily occurrence for this girl 😂 luckily Peter is a pretty nice big brother for the most part. I’ve realized I’ve come to just expect Alices calm demeanor. She hasn’t been having her usual calmness the past week, and neither have I. She’s my steady rock, but I also am remembering that I’m in charge of me, and her behavior shouldn’t control mine. Working on it, and just super grateful for our moments of calm right now. ❤️
Wild blueberries are a favorite around here. My kids would eat the entire frozen bag every day if I let them. But why wild blueberries? They have the highest proportion of antioxidants of any other food. Antioxidants help neutralize free radicals that can cause cell damage leading to cancer, and other age related conditions. It is also one of the best heavy metal detox foods. Boost brain health, support digestion, alleviate inflammation, promote heart health, gut health, diabetes prevention, cancer prevention, urinary tract health, weight, etc. I could go on and on!
Becoming and staying a calm mother I’ve realized how important it is to keep aware in the morning, during meals, and while we are getting ready for bed. I made it into a habit when I was starting to feel a rise inside, and now I am able to return back to being calm that much faster! Listen to yourself, write down your thoughts, and you can become better too. We aren’t reaching for perfection, just small steps of awareness in becoming better versions of ourself.
Being entrusted as the mother of these two humans is the best thing I’ve ever done, & somehow the most impossible at the same time. . . . Finding myself with only 1-3 hours of sleep this week has not been good for my mental or physical state. I had been helping Alice through the night on Saturday, every half hour, until it was 5am. I just laid in my bed and started sobbing. It was too hard. It felt impossible to do everything I wanted to. And I had to just put my earplugs in and go to sleep. In some ways I felt guilty for making that choice. But then I realized I was also acknowledging when I had reached my limit, and sometimes it’s wise to give yourself space from your kids. . . . Motherhood stretches and sanctifies me more than I knew possible. Sometimes I’m not interested in the stretching, but often I come out stronger and more resilient. Motherhood is an honor, but also a duty that can weigh heavily. I believe the love and joy I feel as a mom is so deep and gratifying because it isn’t easy. Being a mom always gives back, I just have to remind myself to keep going and going. And then the impossible is made possible little by little. 📷 @jessicahaderlie
I believe in healthy food, but also not being a perfectionist. Donuts on occasion are some of our favorite things! Also, this kid is really sanctifying me. Pushes me harder than I thought possible. I’m sure I’ll thank him later, but hoping I give him everything he needs from his mom. Living in gratitude today for all that he is. ☀️
Maternal mental health, why is there not a class on that? There probably is, but I wasn’t prepared for that. This picture is from 3 months postpartum. I felt like I had just given birth. My pain was overflowing, and it was all I thought about. Yes, absolutely yes, my son gave me the most joyful pauses with what was going on with my body. But I was lonely in my pain. Crying daily by myself. I was sleeping on my stomach, and I felt like I could barely take care of me and my baby. It was tough. I wanted to feel like I was thriving, but I felt like I was failing. . . . I look back and wish I could just give myself a hug. Tell her that she just needs to keep finding the people that will care and listen. Even if you don’t know how to talk about what you are grieving about the “right” way. I would tell her that she is going to find so many truths and so many strengths from her experience. That her experience would be a benefit to those around her. That even if she feels like Christ has forgotten her, he hasn’t. He is there. He loves you, & he knows what feeling alone and in pain feels like. I still have moments of grief from things I am dealing with, but if I have learned anything It’s that, 1. I am strong. 2. Time heals. 3. Look for the small pockets of joy because they will get you through. 4. Love and believe in yourself. 5. My weaknesses really can be made strong. 6. I’ve felt more joy than I ever knew, maybe because of what I’ve gone through. If you are hurting, I see you. #mmhweek2019 @thebluedotprj
Sometimes I feel like our life just revolves around me figuring out what we are eating next, but I’m also realizing the moments we are all together eating are (usually) happy and unified. And obviously, a willing baby eating everything I hand her is something I’m living in gratitude for. ❤️
I’ve made this three Monday’s in a row. It has made this day each week start out brighter. ☀️
Because of Him, I have a family. Because of him, the atonement has allowed me to feel loved and whole so many times over and over again. . . Not gonna lie, today was not the peaceful Easter Day that I thought it would be. Noted. I might be the person that doesn’t do candy on the Saturday before Easter 🤷♀️ Peter was so hyped up on sugar, it took us 2 hours to get ready for church. 😂 Right before leaving the house Peter fell and hit his head on our hard wood floor. . . He threw his underwear in the air in sacrament, and that was the icing on the cake and I chose to laugh so hard. Because sometimes it seems so crazy what the reality of our morning looks like. . . Trying to honor my children, and foster their individual personalities, while still creating good boundaries. But gosh it can be hard! . . The day ended so beautifully though. I am so grateful I felt so much peace. I will not apologize for this family photo, I don’t do it often, & it was a moment of joy for us today. And we love our dandelions too. ❤️ . . Happy Easter! He lives.