Lately it seems like I haven't had a whole lot of patience. Chris started work a couple weeks ago and is gone alot which has been a huge adjustment for me and the life I was used to of going to work and coming home and doing a whole lot of nothing. Now it seems like I'm constantly running from one place to the other, we're surviving on cereal, and I'm late to everything. I've developed a nasty little habit of saying bad words in my head and under my breath, a lot. On Thursday I'd gotten off work late and hurried home to make dinner so I could get to a training meeting for church. Of course I'm running behind, Huntley has a major diaper blowout, and not one dress or skirt in my closet fits. I walked into the meeting late thinking not so nice thoughts and was then served my piece of humble pie. Our meeting was on constantly using the For Strenth of Youth pamphlet in any way you can when working with the youth. We learned how the number one way to do this was to make sure you always live the standards in the pamphlet. Originally I had forgotten what had been going through my head just a few short minutes before and thought I'm not perfect but I do feel like I try and live my life according to those values. As the meeting went on we were told to open the pamphlet and they wanted to go through an exercise on how to teach values. Here comes my big piece of pie, the value they picked was language. I sat there in my too tight clothes feeling extremely bad and realizing I had a problem. I'm glad I was able to have this experience before it gets any worse but I'm since it's a problem I have in my head I figured writing it down and admitting I have a problem is the best way to overcome it. Now my plan of action is to try and sing songs to put me in a better mood. Plus I'd rather have Huntley pick up on hymns than spitting out swear words.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Humble Pie for the Homeless
Our Easter was so much fun this year. Huntley actually understood and grasped concepts so we were able to dye eggs, hide eggs, find eggs, not to mention enjoy the real reason for the celebration and be thankful for our savior and all he did for us so that someday we can see Bow again. I love that she is starting to grow and learn things but the independent attitude that is also coming with that growth is not my favorite thing. She had a gorgeous Easter dress that is too painful to wear and after me arguing with her forever about it not hurting her Chris finally pointed out we were late for church and just let her wear what she wants. We got the below ensemble of a pink polka dot dress, pink rain boots, pink blanket subsituted in for a little old lady shawl, and our pink princess lunch pail. She looked homeless. The picture is horrible but I had to take it so that I could someday laugh at her stubborness and not be upset with her not wearing the dress she was supposed to wear.
Lately it seems like I haven't had a whole lot of patience. Chris started work a couple weeks ago and is gone alot which has been a huge adjustment for me and the life I was used to of going to work and coming home and doing a whole lot of nothing. Now it seems like I'm constantly running from one place to the other, we're surviving on cereal, and I'm late to everything. I've developed a nasty little habit of saying bad words in my head and under my breath, a lot. On Thursday I'd gotten off work late and hurried home to make dinner so I could get to a training meeting for church. Of course I'm running behind, Huntley has a major diaper blowout, and not one dress or skirt in my closet fits. I walked into the meeting late thinking not so nice thoughts and was then served my piece of humble pie. Our meeting was on constantly using the For Strenth of Youth pamphlet in any way you can when working with the youth. We learned how the number one way to do this was to make sure you always live the standards in the pamphlet. Originally I had forgotten what had been going through my head just a few short minutes before and thought I'm not perfect but I do feel like I try and live my life according to those values. As the meeting went on we were told to open the pamphlet and they wanted to go through an exercise on how to teach values. Here comes my big piece of pie, the value they picked was language. I sat there in my too tight clothes feeling extremely bad and realizing I had a problem. I'm glad I was able to have this experience before it gets any worse but I'm since it's a problem I have in my head I figured writing it down and admitting I have a problem is the best way to overcome it. Now my plan of action is to try and sing songs to put me in a better mood. Plus I'd rather have Huntley pick up on hymns than spitting out swear words.
Lately it seems like I haven't had a whole lot of patience. Chris started work a couple weeks ago and is gone alot which has been a huge adjustment for me and the life I was used to of going to work and coming home and doing a whole lot of nothing. Now it seems like I'm constantly running from one place to the other, we're surviving on cereal, and I'm late to everything. I've developed a nasty little habit of saying bad words in my head and under my breath, a lot. On Thursday I'd gotten off work late and hurried home to make dinner so I could get to a training meeting for church. Of course I'm running behind, Huntley has a major diaper blowout, and not one dress or skirt in my closet fits. I walked into the meeting late thinking not so nice thoughts and was then served my piece of humble pie. Our meeting was on constantly using the For Strenth of Youth pamphlet in any way you can when working with the youth. We learned how the number one way to do this was to make sure you always live the standards in the pamphlet. Originally I had forgotten what had been going through my head just a few short minutes before and thought I'm not perfect but I do feel like I try and live my life according to those values. As the meeting went on we were told to open the pamphlet and they wanted to go through an exercise on how to teach values. Here comes my big piece of pie, the value they picked was language. I sat there in my too tight clothes feeling extremely bad and realizing I had a problem. I'm glad I was able to have this experience before it gets any worse but I'm since it's a problem I have in my head I figured writing it down and admitting I have a problem is the best way to overcome it. Now my plan of action is to try and sing songs to put me in a better mood. Plus I'd rather have Huntley pick up on hymns than spitting out swear words.
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2 comments:
hahaha!! Huntley's outfit is my favorite thing ever! I love that she went to church like that! hehehehe!! Your right hymns are probably better and more acceptable than curse words. You'll do awesome, Jess.
I love the outfit! That was frustrating I'm sure, but it will be a fun thing to remember. And she still looked adorable.
I'm sorry it's been hard for you lately. I hope you find your groove soon. Good luck on your goal too. It's hard to change the way we think, but I think you have a great plan. You are being a great example by sharing this with us all and working hard to fix it.
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