During the first part of my day today, when I teach writing, one of my students raised her hand to make a comment and said, "Mrs. Workman - I googled you last night." That threw me off guard and I started laughing. I had no idea that I could be googled! Note to self...I am googleable.
My mom says that I should be writing more stuff down about my feelings, thoughts, experiences, etc. with this pregnancy. One thing that I have been feeling lately, is this incredibly overwhelming desire to feel this wonderful child inside of me moving around! Now that we are into our 20th week (yea!!!!) I should be able to feel him/her anytime now. I cannot WAIT until that happens. More and more I am realizing that motherhood is an amazing, sacred calling and I am so humbled by the enormity of it all. How can my faith in Heavenly Father not be strengthened as I realize more and more that I need to rely on Him?
Yesterday I was feeling so overwhelmed, so completely incompetent as a wife and mother, so utterly unprepared for anything. I was trying so hard not to curl up and bawl (#1 because I physically can't curl up right now and #2 - that doesn't solve anything). I just sat on my bed, looked out the window at the Utah mountains, and just had a heart-to-heart with my Father in Heaven. When I was done, this incredible feeling of peace, comfort, and strength flooded over and into me. I can handle this. I was given a blessing when we were first pregnant and one of the promises I was given was that I would be given the strength to handle whatever came my way during this pregnancy. Last night I was reminded of that.
"There is no one perfect way to be a good mother. Each situation is unique. Each mother has different challenges, different skills and abilities...What matters is that a mother loves her children deeply and, in keeping with the devotion she has for God and her husband, prioritizes them above all else."
- M. Russell Ballard, “Daughters of God,” Ensign, May 2008, 108–10
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Just wait until you feel the hiccups... :)
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