In a little twist on Milton's Paradise Lost and Paradise Regained, I found my temple recommend on Saturday. I knew that if I could just get into my mom's car and snoop around, I'd find it. Even though she had scoured the vehicle herself, I found the blessed little card in about ten seconds between two of the back seats. Turns out my mind isn't completely gone after all.
Another treasure regained this weekend: some measure of happiness in being a mother. Being the mommy has just felt like a grind for the last little while, especially with the weepiness and mood swings of pregnancy. But my sweet husband saw that I needed a break and asked my mother-in-law to watch Truman for us overnight as part of my Mother's Day gift. So on Saturday I slept in past six am, spent time with my favorite girlfriend in the world, and emerged feeling like I just might make it through Truman's toddlerhood. It's tough, this mother business, but I think that smelly little whiny creature is worth it.
And thanks, Matt, for seeing me through the insanity. And for those delicious crepes this morning...
7 comments:
do you have to give birth to earn crepes?
Crepes! Is that becoming a tradition? Sounds good to me. Congrats on getting to sleep in and have some girl time. Those things are so important at times.
By the way, your "pregnancy" brain is me on a good day. Just in case it makes you feel any better.
This is me, hugging your little Bo-self. I love you.
Way to pull through, Matt. You deserved it, Brittany.
Bryon and I pray for you and the baby every night, Britt. We love you guys!
Weird that you would call me your girlfriend, but whatever. I love you too.
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