Saturday, May 22, 2010
So this last week my wonderfully talented friend Mandie took these pics of Kenzie. She did really well as always. I'm very grateful that she knows how to shoot kids because Kenzie held still for like 0.2 seconds and she still got some awesome pics. I thought it would be nice to have one last photo shoot with Kenzie before she gets a little sibling here. Kenzie has not clue that this baby is even coming. She knows and points to my belly and says baby "siser" but then she points to hers and says the same thing, so who knows. All I know is this baby is going to be hard for her. She is used to being the only princess in the house for the last 20 months, but all I know is that it will be really good for her. This baby, though it was early for me, is coming at the perfect time, and I am starting to see that now. Heavenly Father has a much different but much better plan that I do, and I am grateful for that.
Kenzie is getting to be quite the talker. She is starting to say "peas" (please) and "dedu"(thank you) without us even queing her, which is so awesome. She will just look at me several times a day and talk about stuff. Sometimes I can understand her and sometimes I can't, but it sure is cute how she just wants to talk. She's all about "horsy" (horse) and "moo" (which means cow). She thinks anytime she sees a pasture or meadow of any sort there will be a "moo" or "horsy" there. It's pretty funny. We were at Deseret Book once and I was standing there ready to check out and I hear her yelling "moo." Well she saw a CD where a woman was standing in a meadow so she thought there would be a "moo" in there. I thought it was pretty darn funny. She calls her binki and blanket "meaner" which we have not found out where she got that word or how. But at least she gets her point across. I just wanted to post a few things about Kenzie in this adorable and challenging phase.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
So a couple of weeks ago I attended a workshop for the primary board callings in our stake. I was currently the primary chorister and was anxious to hear of new ideas and help from other choristers in the stake. After the workshop I felt rejuvenated and re-energized to do things better, invite the Spirit more, and some other fun ideas to teach songs. As soon as I walked in the door Steven handed me his cell phone, it was Brother Gold from the bishopric calling and asking to meet with me that very night. I said, sure come on over, wondering why in the world he would need to see me. Well, we sat down, chatted a bit, and bam, he released me from my calling of primary chorister. I tried to keep my composure, but I couldn't hold it in. I just started to ball. I cried right in front of him and everything. I have to admit, I didn't want to be released and I thought that I wasn't going to be released either because the primary president and I spoke about it before this happened and we figured out a way that it could work. I then heard that he spoke with her and my husband to see what they thought about me being released...Steven said "yeah I could see that coming, but she will be disappointed." And the Primary President said "please no." Well, they released me anyway. I know that this isn't a very good attitude, but it is really hard. Heavenly Father is slowly and surely helping me to feel at peace with this.
Last week as I was sitting in sacrament meeting I looked around at those childrens' faces and I just started to get choked up. I feel so connected and attached to them. They helped build my testimony so much. Their hugs each week and smiling faces just made me so happy. I will miss them dearly, but know that Heavenly Father has another plan for me. This isn't the end of callings...ha ha...and my calling as a wife and mother right now is more important the my calling as primary chorister, is what my wise husband keeps telling me, and he's right.