Sunday night after the children were sleep I told Brian that I just didn't think we were doing a good enough job raising the children and teaching them the gospel of Jesus Christ. I think he felt blind sighted. We discussed what I thought we weren't doing, and then Brian started listing all the things we do, do. I didn't want to think about or acknowledge those things. I just wanted to focus on the areas that I feel are lacking.
After a long discussion we agreed on some simple things to do surrounding our main focus which is for all of us to be a little more reverent, especially at home.
In hind sight I think I was suffering from some sort of mothers-are-awesome Mother's Day depression, where I wasn't feeling quite so awesome. There are so many things I want to do better as a mother, and since the children are getting so big so fast sometimes I feel like I am running out of time.
Then Monday morning I came up stairs to see what was taking Ethan, and this is how I found him. In his bean bag reading his scriptures.
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe we are on the right track, but there is always room for improvement.
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