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"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"
—Tennyson
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"
—Tennyson
Recognize that the joy of motherhood comes in moments. There will be hard times and frustrating times. But amid the challenges, there are shining moments of joy and satisfaction.
—Elder Ballard
—Elder Ballard
Author Anna Quindlen reminds us not to rush past the fleeting moments. She said: “The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. … I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less” (Loud and Clear [2004], 10–11).
On Motherhood and Womanhood
"Life is like an old-time rail journey — delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride."
– Jenkins Lloyd
– Jenkins Lloyd
In any weather, at any hour of the day or night, I have been anxious to improve the nick of time, and notch it on my stick too; to stand on the meeting of two eternities, the past and the future, which is precisely the present moment; to toe that line.
—Thoreau
—Thoreau
About Me
- Rebecca
- I love my family, and I love it when life is beautiful (which it is, most of the time). I have a recent fetish for quilting, vintage dresses, and biographies, and a long-standing love of literature, the humanities and beautiful gardens.
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3 comments:
So, so sorry I borrowed the pack and play from mom. I hope you guys do okay. Big huge apologies, I feel so bad.
So sorry I borrowed Mom's pack and play. I feel so bad. Nicholas slept so good at Mom's she said we could borrow it. He sleeps in it a lot at home. We should have just bought one then returned it for mom. So sorry!
ah, no worries. We all survived and had a good laugh whenever Mom couldn't find something this weekend. We'd say, "well maybe Rachel took it!" I'll just bring mine along next time :)
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