That was AWESOME! I love that song! I'm going to try to put it on my playlist for my blog!!
I'm sorry you had such a bad experience in your ward today. I wish you could be in a ward like ours... there are so many good ones out there! And I totally remember those months between 1 year old and 18 months - oh nursery, please come quickly!! Hang in there! I'm so proud of you for going by yourself and trying! That's all that you can do, right?
Ok, so I totally know how you feel about being judged. I have a HUGE problem with that especially at church, which I think is funny because people go to church to better themselves not to judge others. But, anyway somewhere in my head I have this pre-conceived notion that I am always being starred at like I can't handle situations etc. Especially when Bindi still had the hemangioma on her eye people looked at her and I felt in a way that they were judging my little girl and I am sure you know the feeling of the protective mother bear. I hated it, I never wanted to go to church because I was sick of people being rude and constantly talking about it and asking me why it was getting bigger and etc. And now its gone but I still have people asking me why that little area on her eylid is red or even just them telling me that it looks better, I am like ok, wait a minute can't you just leave the whole eye thing alone...look at how cute her bow is, or her dress, or hmmmm let me think about it...look how cute she is!! LOL sorry this is turning into a rant in itself, but I wanted you to know that you are not alone in feeling this way. I also wanted you to know that I finally realized that this is Satan trying to keep you from going to church. Satan wants us to fall so bad. I think he goes after moms sometimes because we are raising the next generation of saints. Sometimes when I feel like people are looking at me in my head I just laugh and think... you know what someday they are going to know how I felt and then and only then will they realize what I am going through. Hang in there girl!
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That was AWESOME! I love that song! I'm going to try to put it on my playlist for my blog!!
I'm sorry you had such a bad experience in your ward today. I wish you could be in a ward like ours... there are so many good ones out there! And I totally remember those months between 1 year old and 18 months - oh nursery, please come quickly!! Hang in there! I'm so proud of you for going by yourself and trying! That's all that you can do, right?
Ok, so I totally know how you feel about being judged. I have a HUGE problem with that especially at church, which I think is funny because people go to church to better themselves not to judge others. But, anyway somewhere in my head I have this pre-conceived notion that I am always being starred at like I can't handle situations etc. Especially when Bindi still had the hemangioma on her eye people looked at her and I felt in a way that they were judging my little girl and I am sure you know the feeling of the protective mother bear. I hated it, I never wanted to go to church because I was sick of people being rude and constantly talking about it and asking me why it was getting bigger and etc. And now its gone but I still have people asking me why that little area on her eylid is red or even just them telling me that it looks better, I am like ok, wait a minute can't you just leave the whole eye thing alone...look at how cute her bow is, or her dress, or hmmmm let me think about it...look how cute she is!! LOL sorry this is turning into a rant in itself, but I wanted you to know that you are not alone in feeling this way. I also wanted you to know that I finally realized that this is Satan trying to keep you from going to church. Satan wants us to fall so bad. I think he goes after moms sometimes because we are raising the next generation of saints. Sometimes when I feel like people are looking at me in my head I just laugh and think... you know what someday they are going to know how I felt and then and only then will they realize what I am going through. Hang in there girl!
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