I adore my family more than anything. My children are my treasures. Motherhood is the most noble calling, and I feel honored to hold the title of "Mother". I would not change careers with any women in the world . . .
I am a "thinker". I always have been. No matter what I am doing -- whether it is running or making dinner -- I am ALWAYS considering deep doctrine, going over finances in my head, pondering the cosmos, determining my political stance, figuring out recipes for dinner, planning my young women lesson, thinking about the ladies I visit teach, reflecting on the scriptures I read, wondering about my children's future, reminding myself to fold laundry, determining how to rearrange the furniture, considering my great love for Charles, etc., etc., and so on, and so forth . . .
So, while I am diving into these deep and entrancing thoughts -- and usually when I am just about to unfold the mysteries of the universe -- I will feel a tug on my pants (while stirring the spaghetti). My "trance" of deep thought will be broken, and I'll hear, "Mommy! Mommy! I'm poopy!" or "Mommy! Mommy! I'm starving!" etc., etc., forever. :-) The great mysteries of the universe must wait -- poop takes precedence -- hence my frustration.
My thoughts are so captivating (to me) that when they are interrupted, it is like trying to read an intriguing book, while someone is asking you basic life questions -- during the climax. You just feel like saying, "Away with you! Can't you see I'm slaying a dragon? Or throwing the ring into Mount Doom?" I interrupted Charles, just yesterday, and he answered as he was reading, but he answered "yes" to a question which deserved a "no" answer -- he was lost in his book, lost in thought. . . exactly how I get, when I am just thinking to myself. Which is why I think I get "frustrated" so easily, when I'm interrupted. I am always "reading" the book in my mind. The children can't see that. There is no physical evidence that I am engaged in unlocking the deep mysteries of the world.
So, on that same note (being a deep-thinker) I came across some old school work from classes I took in college. One semester stood out in particular . . . I was taking a Philosophy class (Intro to Logic) and a Marriage and Family Relations class. The funny thing was . . . I got a stellar grade in my Philosophy class (A's on all my papers/tests) but my final grade in my Marriage/Family class was a "C"!!!! Ha! So, I guess I am stellar at thinking/analyzing life, yet when I have to apply it to practical life-circumstances (such as marriage/family) I am only "average"!
After discovering this new insightful information (I am logical, but not practical) -- I want to somehow conquer my "average" understanding of practical life-circumstances (marriage and family) and close-the-book on my over-powering philosophical mind. :-) As a result, I believe I will conquer my "frustrations" which come when my train-of-thought gets thrown off-track.
So, I have come up with a new "game plan" for success!! My new (and infallible) plan for Logic vs. Life Circumstances is: I am going to stop THINKING!!! :-) That should do the trick! ;-) It is fool-proof, really -- Frustration elimination! Wink! ;-)
Too funny Mari! Made me laugh. Perhaps you should consider stand up comedy, then, you won't have to think so much.
ReplyDeleteOh, how proud I am of you. Yes, reality is a real deal. Poop stinks! Interuption throws us off course, but somehow, we can do it. We, as women are absolutely amazing! As I reflect on what I accomplish in a day (as a full time Mom), I stand all amazed.
Life is all about love. President Monson's conference message: "What Have I Done For Someone Today?" is what matters most. Of all our thinking, we must think about those around us. We must pray to know who is in need of our help on a daily basis.
We must show love. Pres. Monson quotes William Shakespeare: "They do not love, that do not show their love." That is so true!
May you feel the Lord's love today!
hugs,
Kary
Hahahaha! Good luck with that, Mari! No more thinking is certainly an interesting goal! hee, hee!
ReplyDeleteMothering and nurturing children is the most stunning privilege! I am so grateful to my beloved Scotty for working hard and allowing me to stay home with the kids. Sure it was hard at times and frustrating at times, but I will cherish those memories for ever!
There was a time when thinking kind of got in the way, but I found that keeping one step ahead of multiple teenagers required a certain degree of thinking, so don't let that skill get rusty!
Love your post! Keep em coming!
Lots of love!
From Mom:
ReplyDeleteThe day you deny that wonderful mind of yours will be the day you cease to be you.
If you recall, Dad always says we named you Maridyth to give you a distinguished name so you could become the first woman president. The potential was there before you could walk.
The interruptions come in all shapes, sizes and smells, but they are small price to pay for the love of a little one (big ones too).
Heres to all those thoughts and discussions we have ahead us... with or without interruptions.
Love, Mom
Thanks for sending me your blog address again. I really enjoy reading your posts. I love how people's blogs always gives you more insight as to who they are. You guys are a wonderful family that I really admire!
ReplyDeleteYou don't know how much better this makes me feel :) I miss our walks---it was a glorious 3 weeks (?)--I am already excited to see the tulips blooming so we can get back on the greenbelt! Maybe by then my hips will be steady enough to run ;)
ReplyDeleteI too get frustrated too often that I can't complete my projects or thoughts for that matter in the mix of poop and food. Great combination! It gets really hard when you have all these great thoughts that are all too often interrupted with crying, screaming, pooping, and eating. I think even more difficult for me is feeling guilty about not loving our responsibility 24 hours a day. Every night when my head hits the pillow I think to myself "why do I feel this way?" knowing that I should only be so grateful to have 3 beautiful healthy children AND I get to stay home with them. I am ever so grateful...but the reality is it isn't easy.
Maridyth? Is that for real? I didn't know that! And yes--when your kids are grown you should definitely run for Pres...hey everyone already knows where Wasilla is...another stunning Alaskan beauty in the political world would do us some good! I'd vote for you :)