confession #2 self image...kinda low today :(

This makes me sad to even talk about...because I should know better, but every now and then Satan hits me where it hurts just when my self image starts to rise.

Since we were little, us girls have the Media throwing images at us of what our hair should like, how much we should weigh, all the makeup we should be wearing, etc.

And today...these feelings all because of.... a renewed Drivers License picture...I know so dumb.  But when you really don't have any one taking your picture ever, it comes at quite a surprise when you see your 30 lb heavier D.L. pic.

I mean really?!  I have to show this thing for the next 7 years!  I didn't even realize I looked like a chubby mole (I have eyes a bit on the small side)!  I mean, I knew I weighed 30 lbs more...I just didn't realize it was all in my face!?

Okay...okay...I am trying to get a laugh, but I really was upset...Yes, I actually cried :(

And then  ...

the "Daughter of God" part of me lifted her chin

 and remembered that my Heavenly Father created me.

  I just pictured him so sad seeing me so down on myself. 

I may not be the perfect weight ...

I may not have the most beautiful eyes...

but I truly believe my father in heaven gave me a most beautiful spirit,

that shines in my smile...

and when I am kind to others...

It's in my laughter when I play with my kids...

It's that feeling I get when I give service to my friends and family.

If there is one thing I want my kids to learn now and remember for the rest of this life ...

Beauty comes from the inside,

 but more importantly ...

Heavenly Father and your Dad and I just adore you!

Don't let Satan get in your inner thoughts and tell you that you are not good enough

or not neat enough

or not fun enough

or not beautiful enough.

Satan is a liar and will do anything to steal you away from your own happiness.

I love you all my sweet children!

Confession #1...Embarrasement is not a rareity!

Embarrasement is...Rolling up to pick your 4 yr old up from pre-school and having the teacher let you know that your child is doing better at wiping himself. (What?! I was pretty sure he was already potty trained?) Then with a surprised look on my face all I can think to say is "Oh good".  Then the teacher proceeds to tell me he only spent 15 minutes in there today. ("Is this a daily problem? Does he save his #2 till the only 3 hours he is at pre-school?") She then asks if maybe I could show him how much TP is needed when we go #2.  "Apparently he used half a roll and clogged the toilet!"  I'm so happy to hear that my 4 yr old is spending his valuable($$) learning time in the bathroom at preschool.  Back to the toilet paper drawing board.

I had a dream...

I actually started this blog because of a very vivid dream I had last night.  I usually don't remember any of my dreams lately.  But this one was so clear...and when I woke from it....I thought to myself "What a great idea!" ...

So here it is!  My confessions wrapped up in stories of my daily mistakes.

 Now you may be wondering "Why does this crazy lady want to confess everything to the world?"

I actually want to do this for my children Brayden age11, Madison age 8, Drew age 4, Miley age 2.

I want them to be able to learn from my mistakes and one day when they are parents of thier own, they can look back at this blog and read of my struggles, failures, accomplishes, joys, heartaches etc.

I also decided I would leave this blog public...

so as to learn from others on this awesome journey called "Life."