New Year, New Thoughts

An update on our returns home and my deep thoughts about my little one and motherhood as a whole.

So, we are finally home after two weeks away, and we had two feet of snow in the driveway waiting for us when we got home. Tim thought that maybe ... just maybe ... we could just just drive over it or though it or something. We tried.

We failed.

We were half way in the driveway and half way in the street. Tim opened the garage and ran for it in his flip flops. He went inside to turn on the heat in the house and then came back out with a snow shovel. Quinn and I had been in the car since Kanab and were ready to get out. So after we realized it was not going to be a fast job, I grabbed Quinn and ran for it.

We got bored waiting for Daddy and all our stuff, so we passed the time by making frozen strawberry lemonade with the fresh snow from outside.

That was about the end of the fun because the next morning Tim woke up with a horrible ear infection. It got worse and worse, and he has already been to the urgent care twice. He's taken more pills this week then he has in our entire marriage. I've been sick for three weeks, and Quinn has had a runny nose. So we are basically staying in bed for a few days. We've been staying in our PJ's all day and watching shows. Battlestar Galactica for us and Sesame Street for Quinn.

But sick or not, I really do not have any complaints about life. I feel like I have grown a lot as a mother over the last few weeks. I am enjoying the process. I think it has a lot to do with Quinn getting to a really fun age. She says and does a lot more than she ever has before. We really have a great time together. I try to really respect who she is and help her understand how to respect other. I guess in the end we play and talk a lot more than we used too. I'm having a lot of fun. It is nice to have someone around that keeps you from ever feeling lonely.

I'll probably write about this more specifically in another post, but one of my deep thoughts on motherhood comes from the life of Marjorie Pay Hinckley. She was the wife President Gordon B. Hinckley from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. She raised five children and had a husband who was not around that much because he was always doing church work. Anyway a famous story about her is that she loved being with her kids so much that every year she would cry on the first day of school because she was so sad that he kids were gone. I normally hear about women celebrating on the first day of school because their kids have been driving them crazy all summer.

I'm not saying it is a goal of mine to feel like Marjorie Hinckley because I am my own person, and I have the right to glory in whatever aspects of motherhood and womanhood that I want. But I have kept that idea in the back on my head as an option. I find that it motivates me to be better and brings good thoughts and things to my life.

I think Tim's aunt Sue in like Marjorie in a really quiet way. It has always been very clear to me that she enjoys having her kids around. But at the same time, I remember when her kids were small, and she almost lost her mind every time she was cooking dinner. We all work in our own way.

But I have been thinking about Marjorie and my own motherhood, and we will see what happens. What I do know is that for whatever reason I am having a lot more fun. And I get more excited everyday about adding another baby Fellow to the mix.

If number two likes Elmo as much as Quinn, we might have to infest in the Sesame Workshop.