Enough whining

I read my last post and was embarrassed about my whining. I read the sweetest blog by one of my friends about a couple in our ward who are going through some tough times. You know, I live a dream life. I have a wonderful husband who loves me even when I don't understand how he could. I have sweet children who amaze me every day. I have my two year old who is still my baby even though I'd like another one. I have good food, a nice house, a musical, loud imaginative household. My own prince Charming, my own snow white, albert einstein and little cinderella children.

How dream like is my life. I cuddle and watch a show almost every night with my husband while he rubs my back. I'm able to stay home with my children during the day and while the older ones are gone to school and my baby is playing by herself or napping I can write, visit, read a book. I have a nice house at a great interest rate. I have a body that doesn't work perfectly but is strong and usually healthy. Right now I have a cold and have been feeling sorry for myself, but no more whining, I'll feel all better soon and I better do something good with this wonderful life I've been blessed with.

I'm a firm believer in "where much is given, much is required." When I compare myself to others I feel guilty about how well things have gone, though it is so easy to focus on the negative and hard times, I've been so blessed. Therefore, more is required of me because I haven't had as many of the trials of many I know. It is my job to serve, help, volunteer, do my best, be happy, learn more, grow more and build others up around me and be the best mom, the best homemaker, the best person I can be. I have a family who loves me, I was raised well, I have a brain and a body that functions well enough. Let me be an intstrument in the hands of the Lord, that is where fulfillment comes, and I know it.

Worry to Joy

It is amazing how we often cause our own trials and stress. My husband fractured his finger and was running late to work because he was at the doctors. I get a call saying there is a big company meeting he has to be to at 11:30. So in panic I try to get a hold of him at the doctors and get transfered 5 times and then put on hold. Very streesed I tell him he has to leave now and go right away.

Eight years ago my husband was layed off along with 2/3 of the .com company, and all of that stress and worry came rushing back to me. Later I let the answering machine get the phone and it is my husband telling me urgently to pick up. With a pit in my stomach I answer the phone and it turns out he was recognized for his excellent work at the meeting, taken out to lunch and was calling me to ask how to spend the $100 he was told to spend at the mall in appreciation of what he's been doing.

The one good thing about worry, is when everything turns out wonderful, you are that much more grateful and feel that much more blessed. Also that day I was able to be given some wonderful training by a State-funded Speech therapist on how to help my baby start to talk, since she is delayed in that one area. Then to top everything off this morning, I weighted myself and I had lost 5 pounds since Monday. Yea!!!