So, I taught my first lesson in Young Women's today. I think all those comments about Beehive gals were true. They are great. So eager to participate and please. I'd have to say it went pretty well. And I was somewhat skeptical after the morning I had! -But that is a story for another day.
The lesson I taught was on journals. I'm pretty sure I remember this lesson when it was taught when I was a Laurel and I know this is the lesson I attended when Shannon was teaching one Sunday shortly after Aubrey was born. I pulled a good portion of my lesson form President Eyring's talk from conference entitled "O Remember, Remember." I invited the girls to join me this week as we try to be a little more like President Eyring and write down how we have seen the Lord's hand in our lives every day this week. And I think I'm going to do that on my blog.
So, for today:
As previously mentioned I was not having the best of mornings, for several reasons, but I began to feel less than great as I was just about ready to head to church. I was somewhat worried I wouldn't be on my A game for the lesson and I didn't want to be feeling so bad while teaching. But, I know I was blessed by the Lord to feel well and be able to teach the lesson the girls needed to hear.
I'm sure I could also talk about the influence of the Lord in my life in leading me to a fabulous husband who makes me breakfast in bed on Mother's Day even when I'm not technically yet a mother. (My mom said something about me growing close to motherhood. I guess that's a nice way to describe the "growth" of pregnancy.) He also bought me a gift too. A new cell phone!
I've been wanting that.
I guess it would also be appropriate to say that I have been blessed by the Lord in being the 6th child of my amazing mother. I'm pretty sure I appreciate her amazingness more now that I am expecting a baby of my own. She would have had to do nothing more than carry and birth all eight of us to go down as "amazing" in my book. (And I haven't even experienced the birth part of this whole process). But she also raised us well, with good values and beliefs. And in many ways I am like my mother. And in other ways I can only hope to be as good as she.
Indeed I am blessed.
7 comments:
Good job journaling with this blog. You definitely will have to print it to remember all the neat things you're doing. We had the same lesson yesterday with our YW. I love being in there with the girls and find that things mean so much more to me now, with a little maturity, than they used to. Our moms are amazing, and you'll be a wonderful mom. Congrats!
Yes, you are blessed. What did Jacob make for your breakfast in bed? I never asked about that on the phone the other night.
Happy Mother's Day! Sounds like between you and Jacob you made it a special one. Aunt Lynda
Thanks for sharing that. I'm glad your lesson went so well. It's always a good feeling to know you are making a difference. I'm glad you had a good Mother's Day. Kudos to Jacob for making it special. I actually had to tell Scott to wish me a Happy Mother's Day, but I still love him. :)
That first mother's day, when you're actually a mother (born or not!) is always so different and empowering in a way. Hope you enjoy many more! I need to start writing in my journal again.
Sounds like you enjoyed your first Mother's Day as an almost mom.
Sand, thanks for sharing these thoughts. YW is sweet, and those Beehives are still mostly sponges compared to a couple years later. Hope you have a few talkative ones in the bunch to liven things up. I love that lesson and am glad it went well for you.
Hooray for being the 6th! I like what you said about being grateful to someone just for bringing you into this world. I never want to forget the incredible things I learned during my first pregnancy, as uncomfortable and blah as it could be. I'm glad I wrote a lot of it down. There is probably more I could write down even now.
Oh and thanks for the gorgeous pictures of the lilacs. Mmmm my favorite. Reminds me of when you and I went and gathered flowers for a bouquet the night before high school graduation. There were some lilacs growing by the Cherry Hill Park Tennis courts. And then we sat and watched the sunset and twilight coming on. I love that memory.
Love you!
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