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I am 34, married, and have 3 children. My children are my favorite thing to talk about. My son is 3 1/2 months old, almost 15lbs. He is already wearing 6 month and some 9 month clothing. His feelings get hurt if he doesn't get his bottle fast enough. Just today he was crying because he had got a hold of a handful of his own hair. I had people tell me, he looks like he is wearing a wig. He has tons of hair and some hopeless cowlicks. My 3 year old is spunky and at the repeating stage. The repeating stage is when she says something over and over again in an effort to obtain her objectives. My for instances, is I want cereal for dinner. She repeats several times, until she recognizes cereal for dinner or a pop tart is not going to happen. She loves art, singing, and dancing. She is pretty good at the dance games on the WII for her age. My oldest is 8 and a great student. She just made straight A honor roll. She however, doesn't always want to go to school. She would rather hang out with Grandma all day. She was the first grandchild and her grandma is number 1 on her list. We were playing Junior Monopoly, she had to take a hotel based on her chance card. She told me Mommy, I love you but I love Grandma more. Then she said, just a tiny bit more. My husband is a wonderful man. He is my opposite, quiet. Lucky for him I am okay with talking a lot. He also has a wonderful tenor voice and is my best friend.
I know Heavenly Father has a plan, which is why I am here. I believe I am suppose to work hard no matter my life's circumstances to return to him with honor. I believe that the Book of Mormon is a record that was meant to come forth in our time. However, most of all, I feel it in my heart. I feel the peace and the joy that comes from understanding that I am loved. I know that being Mormon has helped me be a better person.
The Holy Ghost has helped me in so many ways. It has protected me and my family. My son is 3 1/2 months old. When he was born the doctor came behind the C-section curtain and gave me a thumbs up. Later when I was taken to my room and he was passed around. He was held by his Grandma, Sisters, Father and Cousins. After everyone had left, I looked at him and had a bad feeling. I was inspired by the Holy Ghost to summon the nurse. I told her, he was breathing funny. She thought I was just a crazy new Mom. She argued with me and said, "That is normal, he is a healthy pink." I would not yield and she finally agreed to take him to the nursery to check him out. He was gone for 20 minutes when she finally came back to tell me he was going to the NICU. His breathing was labored and his oxygen stats were low. Because of the Holy Ghost, I was able to get my son the care he needed. Heavenly Father answers prayers. Everyday I ask Him to protect my family. The Holy Ghost is a companion that teaches and protects me.
Jesus Christ is one of the best examples of how to love. I am imperfect but I am trying to be like Jesus. I am learning and trying to follow his way. I am trying to live like he did, in all that I do in say. There are times I fall short, but I keep trying. I try to loose myself in service. Making a meal for someone who is sick or giving someone a ride. It is the small things that help me to remember why I am here.