I had a wonderful Mother's Day weekend. David wanted to take me out on Saturday but all I really wanted was some alone time to think some things over and focus on getting back on track with a few things. The week before I seemed to be a little depressed, knowing that it had all to do with the things that I was not doing but should be. So, Saturday I headed off to Deseret Book and found some books that I knew would help me. From there on, I just calmly did what I wanted. I came back before Levi's volleyball game and felt rejuvenated and ready to change a few things.
And even though I spent the morning of Mother's Day in an InstaCare with Levi, it too was a wonderful day filled with my children and husband. I decided I was not going to cook so we just ate pre-made stuff on Sunday and watched 17 Miracles. This movie of the pioneer's hardships was probably the best I have seen yet. But what was even better than that, was the closeness that I felt to my Brigham after we were done watching it.
Levi is my sensitive child....not Brigham, but on Easter Sunday I noticed that Brigham seemed a little solemn after church. He told me that he had heard a sad story about a baby dieing as tears filled his eyes. It being Easter, I'm sure he was learning from his teacher how that baby will be resurrected with a perfect body and will get to see his/her family one day. I think it was hard for his mind to get passed the sadness of the baby dieing, though.
17 Miracles will mess with your emotions as you cry for the great loss the pioneers endured and then the next moment cry for the amazing miracles that Heavenly Father provided for His children as they were obedient. Again, Brigham didn't act the same. He said he wasn't feeling good and wanted to go to bed. I asked him what was the matter as he got into bed and he told me that he didn't want to tell me. I closed the door and told him that it was just us as he wept because of the movie. I had been super emotional that whole weekend and had felt the spirit numerous times but this experience topped them all. I just wept with him as I made sure that he knew just how much I loved him at that very moment. How I knew of his love for other people and how grateful I was for it. I let him know that I was sad too and that was ok but I also felt the spirit so strong. We prayed together and I left that room hoping I would never forget that experience with my son.
Today, Hyrum and I went to Salt Lake to get the van detailed. We had tons of time to kill so I took him to the Discovery Gateway children's museum. His favorite part was the simpleness of bubbles. I took this picture and realized that I should update what Hyrum is all about, just before he turns 5.
As you can see from this picture, he often wears clothes backwards. It doesn't matter if it is his shoes, underwear, pants, or shirt....somethings seems to be on wrong. I never correct him. I kind of think it is cute....and it defines him. Also, you can see in this picture, his Luigi goes everywhere with him. He loves all things Luigi. In fact, at least a few times a week he wears his Luigi costume and yes, I take him places in it. He loves the Wii and I am sad to report that I too often use it as a babysitter as the other boys are in school so I can get things done. He, of course, sees nothing sad about this. Can you guess his favorite game?
Yep, Mario Brothers!
3 comments:
You are such an example to me and also a very sweet friend. Thank you for texting me about that movie and then answering your phone last week when I needed a friend. I was worried about that movie and then out came all sorts of emotions. I know that Father in Heaven knew I needed YOU. Love to hear those tender stories. We too recently watched that movie and we were all in tears. It stregnthens your testimony of how much the Lord wanted His work to move forward and he did it through the miracles of our pioneers. WOW! Thank you for reminding me that as mothers we do have wonderful moments:)
Sweet Post My Friend, Your a great Momma, The desires you have for your boys is sweet to witness. ")
My boys aren't emotional in a caring for others kinda way. I must be doing something wrong! You my friend must be doing something right!!! How sweet to have those special moments with your sons. Sorry we couldn't meet you at the museum. I think we will be down for Thanksgiving though....
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