reminders.

I’ve had lots of reminders of various things these days. Here they are in no particular order…

I have a bruise on my forehead. Every time I wash my face it hurts and reminds me that I cleaned my he_ _ room out the other day because while I was cleaning out that room I bumped my head on something hard. Now when I wash my face I feel kind of proud of myself for accomplishing such a task as that. When I think about the he_ _ room getting cleaned out, I think about the toy room that Ryan and I totally de-junked, cleaned and organized because it is the room right beside the he_ _ room. I like washing my face when I have a bruise to remind me that productivity feels really good.


Right now someone in my neighborhood is barbequing, which is strange because it’s almost 10:00 at night. But it is reminding me that I am hungry. Which reminds me that my feet hurt too badly to go downstairs and do anything about it.

I cleaned, organized, painted, and decorated my laundry room. In the past, I have hated doing laundry but now not so much. I remember a lady I know once talking about how much she loved doing laundry because it felt so good to see her kids in clean clothes because it reminded her how much she loved them. I thought she was crazy. But I hung a quote about love in my laundry room and now when I do my laundry I am reminded that doing laundry and doing it well is an act of love for my family. It feels a lot better doing it these days. Except mating socks. I still hate that a lot. Last week I told the kids that they had a money-making opportunity while they were home from school. I told them that they could mate the socks and clean out the junk drawer in the kitchen. Then I said, just to clarify their options, “okay guys, junk drawer or mating for money…” They thought that was pretty funny because they know what mating is. Now they know what prostitution is too.

I’ve had some excruciating pregnancy related pain this week. It hasn’t been very fun and it is reminded me that I am going to have to/get to birth this child sooner than later. I need to mentally gear up for this opportunity because it hurts to have a baby. I need to start some meditating and preparing or my and my baby’s experience won’t be as positive as it could be otherwise.

Looking at Lennon’s flushed little face reminds me that she still isn’t quite over the flu that has invaded her little body. She got it on Thursday and had to miss the class Christmas party at school and her student of the month assembly. Then on Saturday she missed the ward party and seeing Santa. And on Sunday she missed singing in sacrament meeting. She is feeling a little put upon. I don’t blame her. Hopefully it stops with her and Crayton and Piper can avoid being sick on Christmas. Crue got the stomach flu on Friday night and was fine by Saturday afternoon. Phew.

The screen saver on my computer is just random changing pictures that we have on the computer. It reminds me how fast time goes and how much I love my family. Which reminds me of some thoughts I have been having on opposition. Which are too in depth to share tonight because my feet aren’t throbbing anymore which reminds me that I’m still hungry. Downstairs I go to eat. Better awake than in my sleep. It’s less messy.