Monday, February 4, 2008

So don't freak out... anymore.

I didn't want to alarm anyone... I have really been feeling this way for quite a while... like months... I put it aside, because it doesn't do any good to sit and worry. I was talking with Brooke today, and something else was brought to light; I am also afraid of being released form my calling. I really love where I am and who I get to serve with. I quite frankly wouldn't know what to do with myself if I just had to go to Relief Society... I never have before. I've always had a calling that has kept me otherwise occupied. It freaks me out to think of not having a Sunday responsibility. The thought of me, sitting there, with a just my baby to take care of, kind of freaks me out. So maybe that's what it is, that would be opposition to me...
Last night, I had to be thankful. As I went upstairs, because I couldn't take the shrill little girl screams anymore, I was so thankful. I do not have a sports nut of a husband. We watched the Superbowl, but it wasn't yelling or everyone out of the way, or silence while we stress about this game... it was family fun. Mer played with the girls and had them really going. He was the monster. See how shrill screams were involved? I was so thankful that I have a husband who isn't afraid to play and rough-house with his little girls.
I got two BIG projects done today for HOF... almost done!

3 comments:

brooke said...

That is the cutest dang kid I've ever seen! Who is his parents? :)

summer said...

i'm going to put in my guess for the 9th. if i win, give the cards to brooke. here's wishing you a great delivery on the 9th!!!

summer said...

well, i just saw that someone else guessed the 9th before me so bump it up to the 7th :)!!!