I can do hard things!

The sad but honest truth is I am sick of having to repeat this to myself! I have been in a bit of a funk, some would say it has to be the lack of sleep, maybe it's the lack of good nutrition, a good chunk of people would say it's the high level of stress over such an extended period of time, regardless of the cause this is what it looks like.

But, again, just like every other time I would decide to get out confetti and streamers and throw myself one heck of a pitty party I remember all the things I have to be grateful for. For starters I have the cutest kids in the whole world (I know, I know, yours are cute too), but I mean seriously cute!

JAXON - He does and says the sweetest things. He is a pro at telling me the exact level that music should be played at in the car and anytime an appliance is too loud (i.e. the vacuum, the hand mixer, etc.). The other morning I caught him trying to wake up Kyah by singing her his wake up song, it would have been better if it weren't 6:59 on Saturday, but still. He tells me I am the greatest Mom in the world and that he loves me "this" (arms stretched as far as they can possibly go) much. He also loves to talk and to be listened to, he reminds me of me. He will even go as far as to tell you in loud tones to "Please listen to me!"

KYAH - Makes me more grateful for Jaxon - I am completely kidding of course. The fire that can come out of that child makes me think. Why is she so impatient? Is her little spirit just too old to handle her little body? She is strong and she is brave and she will fight for what she loves and what she believes in. I love the fire that is in my little girl. And I love her kisses, she gets into kissing moods and she has to kiss everyone who is around her, multiple times, including the kissy fishy. She is rough and tumble and fits in with a pack of little boys, but oh how she loves to be pretty. She can be such a girl - and those curls. I always want to play with her perfect curls!

Beyond that I am thankful for family and friends who love and stand by me and listen even if I am sick of listening to myself. I am thankful for my knowledge of the truthfulness of the Gospel and all of the strength that I find in it. I am thankful for my Savior, Jesus Christ who made it possible for me to make it to heaven, even when I screw up so much.

Okay, fine - I can do hard things! (And learn to be happy about it.)