Sunday, February 10, 2013

Sunday: The Worst Day of the Week

Today, during sacrament meeting, I determined Sunday is the worst day of the week. In Mormon culture Sunday is supposed to be the best day of the week, because theoretically you are supposed to go to church and be spiritually refueled.

Right now, that simply is not the case. * Be warned, this will be a whiny post and I don't care.
Today Shane had to work. Shane has been signing up for more weekends, so that he can stay at home when I work, resulting in me taking our kids to church solo. This is my hats off to all of the single mama's and papa's that bring their kids to church faithfully. It is hard. It is difficult because although my children are small, I am trying to teach them. I am trying to have them respect church and make it a habit. In our meetings we strive for reverence at all times. 1 and 3 year old boys and reverence is not synonymous. Not at all. Sometimes All the time, I think it would be way easier to stay home, until they are older and understand more fully the concepts of being quiet or sitting still. The problem with that is that day may never come. Instead, I will fight my kids to get dressed in their church clothes, keep Cooper up from his nap, walk the halls when Cooper is being loud and crazy in class, bribe and threaten my son to be good for his teacher, go through 46 packs of fruit snacks in an hour just so my kids don't go insane in sacrament meeting, and get more grey hairs in hopes that I can instill the importance of regular church attendance in my young kids.

This week Shane and I were able to witness a really amazing event. One of the girls that was in Young Womens with me, Storm, was sealed in the Edmonton Temple to her adoptive family. I feel so privileged that I was able to witness such a beautiful ceremony. Her family is great, and Storm looked amazing. She glowed in her white gown and the spirit was very strong. I was very emotional and I am not too sure why but I really was overcome.  It is events like these that remind me how lucky I am to have something so beautiful and important be a part of my life(and make me keep bringing by boys to church:)

 This week, has been an emotional week for me for other reasons as well. I am not even too sure what to write about it, because it is still too soon. I resigned from my job on Friday, and will be working my last shift tomorrow. Being totally honest, I was not just working for fun, I worked because our family finances depended on my income. I am not really sure what I am going to do now, and due to the raging sinus infection I am sporting, I can't even think that hard about it, or I feel that my head will pop off. The timing of me being essentially be forced to resign could not have come at a worse time for us. We were making plans to try and move and finding work that will hire me part time in my field will likely take a miracle. I guess the biggest hardship this has provided me is, working as a Nuclear Med tech is a big part of who I am. It is what I do. It is what I feel confident doing. I have worked with my company longer that I have been married or been a Mother. It felt very safe and familiar too me and I genuinely really really like the people I get to associate with. I have no idea right now what is next for me, but I feel like I had no other choice than to resign from  my position. Everything happened very quickly, but deep down somewhere in my soul, I do feel like everything will be okay. I don't profess to have abundant faith in this matter. I am a chronic worrier who loves to have a very strategic and calculated plan at all times(which is actually hilarious-as my plans NEVER work out the way I have them set in my mind), but on some small level, I know me and my family will be taken care of.

On to my sweeties. Well they are amazing and fun and hard and hyper and fabulous.
Cooper's personality has been blooming. He does not talk at all but vividly communicates in other ways. He grunts and screams and leads me by the hand. His favorite thing to do is climb and he will stand on top of the kitchen table and snoop through my china cabinet for hours(the table is pushed up against the cabinet so he will not get into the bottom cabinets). Cooper can hold his own a bit more with Hudson, but is still just elated to be acknowledged by his brother. Cooper loves doing ANYTHING with Hudson. He especially loves being pushed around on his blue truck, and taking baths with Hudson. As stated above, Cooper is awful at church. He usually naps between 11-1, which is when church is, so he is pretty miserable at church. Generally Coops still naps really well, and he is a great night sleeper. Cooper loves TV. His favorite show is Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. He bounces and claps his hands every time the theme music comes on. Hudson and I have been working to teach Cooper his nose, and eyes and ears. When we ask him to point to his nose he does, then he gets so so proud of himself, and claps. It really is so sweet.  Cooper is becoming such a big boy. He now refuses to let me help him eat. This causes the poor boy to be bathed several times a day as he has not mastered the finesse of feeding himself. For some reason part of Cooper feeding himself consists of him rubbing his food in his hair. So nasty.

Just talking on the phone-ha!

Chips and Hungry Hungry Hippos??

Helping a Bro out! Cause Cooper needs help right?? haha. I don't know why, but I think it is so funny when Hudson carries his brother:)

A current favorite. Typically ends in tears, but they do it day after day.

Mr. Hudson man has just been growing like a weed. This morning I got a box of hand-me down clothes from my sister out and showed Hudson all of the new clothes. Hudson screamed with excitement. He was ecstatic! Hudson loves getting dressed and continues to change his clothes several times a day. A couple nights ago Shane was changing into some sports clothes for volleyball in our room. Hudson had been sleeping in our bed and woke up. He demanded that Shane show him his outfit before going back to sleep. He truly loves clothes and is often worried that he won't look handsome in certain outfits. It is annoying doing all of the laundry, but it is so cute!
Hudson has been really really into letters and sounds. I think in the next couple months he will be reading. He knows all of his letters and all of their associated sounds. He has even been working on writing his letters. He will tell me that he wants to work on them so that he is ready to go to school.  I can take no credit for any of Hudson's progress with reading, he is just really interested in it.  Hudson is also really into computer games. He loves and when Cooper goes down for his naps he will play learning games, and he gets so proud when he passes levels. It is pretty adorable to see him navigating around the website and I can't believe how good he is at working the laptop mouse. Another thing Mr. H right loves right now is is babies. He always wants to pet babies or hold them. If there is a baby girl around he always asks me "if hers is a princess". It really melts my heart.

I really love my little boys so so much. Nothing makes me feel better than their snuggles or reminders that they love me. Today while snuggling with Hudson on the couch, I called him my boy, then he kissed me on the cheek and called me his girl.With all of the uncertainty and changes going on, my sweet boys are such a bright and stable constant. I love them more than they will ever know, and I am excited to give them my full attention and do my very best to be the kind of Mom they deserve!


  1. Good luck with everything Lindsey!! I like to be settled and I'm sure the uncertainty with work would be stressful, good for you for trying to have faith. And look at you! started out whining (which we all like to do!) and ended so positive, I loved this whole post!

  2. Lindsey, I love hearing about your little family! Your boys are full of so much personality and I love it! I can't believe how big Hudson is, it has been so long! I wish I knew Cooper! I am thrilled for Storm, I had no idea! What a great thing to witness. I miss you guys!

  3. I saw you that day and remembered the no husband Sundays and how unfun they are. Just remember you are teaching them the habit of church. But I will say that between my kids and sunbeams I come home pretty tired.