Daily Prompt [Swallow]

During church this morning I experienced an upsetting emotional moment which made me swallow hard and really take a look at things in my life right now.

I have a calling in Primary and I love this time so much.  But I especially love Singing Time as I was inactive as a child and missed it all.

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I don’t want to be known as the girl woman who’s “So good with kids”I wanted my own children!  

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I found myself talking with some kids this morning as we were singing songs and I was overcome.  Tears began to flow.  (I’ve written and then deleted the same line for 5 minutes here.  I don’t know what to say next!) – I’m feeling so sad and dejected and hopeless this morning.   I wanted to be a mother more than anything.  I know that even if I didn’t have Cowden Syndrome I still may not have had children, but still. Being around children is not the same as having a child. Your own child.

It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.  It’s not the same.

To any parent who is frustrated with their children at any moment of any day: Always remember how blessed you are to have a child.  Never forget that.  Please.

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Daily Prompt [Notorious]

My first thought on today’s Daily Prompt is that song.  I mean, COME ON.

Which leads me to…

When I was in middle school, my friends and I thought we were really clever.

When we wrote notes to each other, instead of using our real names we created code names.  That way, if a teacher caught us, or if we lost any of them, we would be in the clear!

My code name was Duran Duran.  I am totally serious.

Another friend was Thompson Twins and a third friend was Culture Club.  (Wait?  Or was *I* Thompson Twins?  GAH.  I have a tin of my old notes from middle school. I am going to go check right now!)

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.I sure miss those days.