No Words

There are no words to describe how I am feeling right now. My tiny baby girl just hauled off and hit me for the first and last time. I can't begin to describe how tired this makes me. As a mother you do everything in your power to provide not only for your child's well-being, but for their spiritual and emotional needs as well. Everything that I do, is to further them in some way. I am astounded that she would think it was ever acceptable to hit me. I had felt so good this last two weeks about our communication and how things were progressing with discipline for Sarah. She is so full of spirit and agency that it is really difficult to get through to her, but we had started to change for the positive. Mostly, reading my scriptures continuously had helped me to be more patient and better able to do the right thing, but all good things must come to an end and end they did today. Hopefully, tomorrow will bring back the better days that we have been having.

Catherine Grace; Full of Grace

Catherine turned 6 in March. Can you believe that my sweet, baby girl is 6? I can't tell you the anguish I feel at having her be so big! Don't get me wrong; she is exeptional in every way, but I remember the first time I looked into her eyes and held her close and almost every second of that first year! It doesn't feel like 6 years to me! Cat has the personality that every mother dreams for in her children. She is anxious to please and has beautiful manners, loves her sister and looks out for her always, is thoughtful and kind in all that she does, the list goes on and on. The thing is, that for all of her perfection, she is still a little girl with little girl woes and concerns, like sister hitting her with an Easter bunny decoration that just happened to still be lying around (don't judge). Catherine is a delicate balance between a 13 year old girl and a very old spirit. She is a lady to the core, while still being a typical child. It borders on bizarre some days. For example: I was sleeping in on Friday and forgot about a make-up piano lesson, when Charai called, Brady answered and rushed to get the kids in the car. Catherine was quite disconcerted and asked, "Do you know how to get there?", Brady told her that he had been planning on asking her. As only Cat could, she looked at him for a moment, then responded, "Okay, I'll drive, you push the pedals!" She is so grown up for such a little body. I love her so much and hope that as she continues to grow, I can learn from her as well as teach her the things she will need to combat her way through life. Good luck little Catballoo!