Not Forgotten

I love this talk by President Uchtdorf. 


As a mother, I find myself continually being surprised by
the blessings of this divine calling, as well as
the Incredible Responsibility I have to love and nurture and guide these children of mine.
The joy is greater then any joy I have ever known.
And conversely, the pressure is unlike any other I have known.
And with the territory come sacrifices, heartaches, guilt, and
exhaustion both physically and emotionally.
But knowing the divinity of my role, gives me reassurance
the Lord is always with me,
which brings me Peace- an invaluable resource.


Now if I could just tape that message to every wall of this house,



I love the way the gospel places value on Women.
Especially now that I have children.

I want Ginger to grow up knowing She is a Daughter of Heavenly Father,
and He loves her, with "an infinite love".
I want Oliver to be a man of worth and integrity
and to see women the way our Father in Heaven intends him to.
To respect the divinity within every one of them.


{Which reminds me to pray for the woman that does have my 
Sweet Oliver's affections...
may she be as perfect as possible.
just kidding. 
sort of}
  
And when the day comes that Ginger or Oliver may
be carrying a burden so heavy it engulfs him/her...


He will know, He is not forgotten. Heavenly Father knows him
and has prepared a way so that he may have that burden lifted.
and

She will know, She is not forgotten. Heavenly Father knows her 
and has prepared a way so that she may have that burden lifted.


And you know what? I hope that for you too.
when the day comes that You may
be carrying a burden so heavy it engulfs you...

You will know, Your are not forgotten. Heavenly Father knows you 
and has prepared a way so that you may have that burden lifted.

Whether you are LDS or not, a mother or not,
You should listen to the words and testimony of President Uchtdorf.
It is such a positive and powerful message.

Part One


Part Two

Oliber

I just want him to be a baby forever. 
He makes me sing church songs in my head. 
Thats how much sunshine he brings to my soul. 

secrets of superheroes

If you have a toddler or have had a toddler
you probably understand the great contradiction 
these little creatures pose.


I mean, they are quite bothersome, aren't they?


And yet, I cannot imagine my life without this beautiful, bothersome fairy, I call Ginger.





Warning... I just took my sleep meds 
and Just so you understand the frame of mind Im in...
Im currently listening to this:





Rock Steady. Its what happens when someone wants you so much, and you didnt get it.


The other day G brought a tape to me and 
asked, "Mama, What's this?" 


A piece of me died that night when I realized she'd never realize the glory of
running on a treadmill, rockin her fly new walkman.





So we called it an accessory and I moved on with my life.


You know that crazy, awesome, adventurous, super fabulous life I have
wherein I make things like this to pass my time...


I title this one Ginger's bedhead.





She likes to hang out with her boyfriend, the running man...


.


Anyway back to my gingerdoodle.
Isn't she lovely?



Point of this post is...


Ginger makes me laugh and smile and feel loved every day.
Every morning, I can count on going to wake her up and hearing her saying "oh my butt"
Like shes just realizing she's naked. 
And for the next 30 minutes, She is known as, Ginger "iwanna" Treese.
Because all I hear is, "I wanna color, I wanna eat. I wanna watch Shark Tale. I wanna Eat. etc. etc.
She's naked. Still.
And her hair is wild. Like Crazy "just escaped from the insane asylum" Hair.
And she is ocd about her clothes. random things like if it feel like their should be another button...
she loses her mind. 
If I try to put on a cropped sweater... ABSOLUTELY BANANAS.
HateS it. 
Empire waists... not into them. 
Maybe thats why shes always naked because clothing stresses her out.


She is obsessed with the garbage truck aka Mater.
The other day I had my headphones on and was lying down in corpse pose meditating.
no for reals.
How else am I supposed to stay sane?
When all of a sudden she jumped on me, I opened my eyes to see her crazy excited eyes 
an inch from my face.
And she yelled MATERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
I threw my headphones off, swooped her up and ran downstairs just in time to get out the door
so we can wave to Mater and they can give us a little honk 
and make Ginger's day. 
And she throws out compliments constantly.
"Ooooh I like your nails." "Ooooh those shoes are gorgeous." 
And she gives credit where credit is due...
the other day, I power cleaned the house while she was napping, and when she woke up,
as she was walking down the stairs she goes, " Oh my goodness. Look at that. Its gorgeous."
"You did that Mama, Im so proud of you". 


Not a man in sight would look twice, but that little 2 year old sees everything.
kinda scary.


But the most wonderful thing about Ginger is her thoughtful beautiful soul.


And every night I tell her a secret, its always I love you accompanied with a
compliment. Then Ginger tells me a secret. 
For three weeks its been. " I love you and I like your coloring"


But do you know what her secret was today?


"I love you and youre a superhero."


Then I died.







I LOVE HER.

Free Night

And so far Ive accomplished so much.

lie.

I swear I have a to do list a mile long...

and as soon as I have the time; Im like

Uhhhhh. errrr.

Quick someone demand something of me!

Im so lost.

Currently Im watching that documentary, Babies.

So much nudity. What is this rated?

No but really, Ginger would love to be an african babe...

All they wear are accessories. No clothes, just awesome necklaces.

Last week I had acupuncture,

this week I missed my appointment.

on purpose.

I just felt so out of wack since my first session.

I've been super low on patience and my body hurts more then before.

I have the worst back and neck pain.

I've even upped my yoga to two daily sessions.

sometimes its with Wiggles as my background music.

And occasionally I have to rig my poses around Oliver

in an effort to entertain him.

This is always fun because he gets super excited.

And when he's excited his legs go bananas.

So downward dog is usually accompanied by a kick to the chest.

Anyway, I was convinced my "off" week was because the doctor

screwed up my chi.

Maybe she tried to balance it but put a needle a millimeter too far.

Sounds logical to me.

Point is... I just realized something that may persuade me to pick up the phone

and beg her to squeeze me in tomorrow.

I realized...

I havent cried in a week.

Oh if you only knew how monumental this was.

Oh my gosh, African babies are so badass.

Remind me to buy oliver some wild animals.

Maybe a pet wildabeest or something.

Yes, thats the correct spelling.

I googled it.

This is the one Im thinking of buying him...

I think we'll name him, Pete.

Oh Speaking of Yoga... seven paragraphs above...

Happy Birthday to this lovely lady...

95 years young!

And also to this Gorgeous Mama

who is still under 50...

Thats not a new mole above her lip.

She's showing off Ginger's excellent makeup skills.

My mom is so amazing.

seriously.

Here's Oliver waiting to give her her birthday balloon...

Yes it says, "thinking of you."

Yes I bought it from the hospital gift store.

And yes, Oliver did almost poke his eye out with that and it had to be taken away.

Heres another picture just for cute sakes,

He was not too happy this night.

His teeth are coming in with a vengeance.

Luckily, he is a superhero and can tolerate this getting teeth nonsense.

And whats a post without this dollface/wierdo?

Not only is she pretty, she's also a total brainiac...

See, glasses to prove it.

okay, Im off to bed.