Monkey Mya

Have I told you how much I have grown to love motherhood? I love it. It hasn't always been easy as previously stated in earlier posts but like most things, being a good parent is something you must work at. The title must be obtained. Next to my marriage, Mya is quite possibly the best thing that has ever happened to me. She teaches me to see life in a way that only a child can. I love watching her discover the food I drop while cooking. Whenever she fines the tiniest morsel, she holds it in her hands and oouuus and awwwws until she puts in her mouth. Depending on what it is, she gives me two faces...a big smile when she finds something chocolate or a tongue out when she finds a veggie. Silly girl. I guess she knows what she likes. I also enjoy watching her try new things. She has no fear. I wonder what it would be like to not have fear. I really love Mya. There are few words to express the love a parent has for a child. I understand that now. And I believe I will grow to understand it more as Mya grows.

We took some sweet pictures of Mya this afternoon. Since it is conference weekend, we had an excuse to stay home and relax as we listened to the inspiring words of our leaders. Before Mya was born, I made up a nick name for her--Monkey Mya. The nick name was inspired by a little clay creation Tim painted at Color Me Mine. She is our little monkey. I found monkey earrings that match her pjs.





On a personal note, I feel the need to express my gratitude for my knowledge of God. I am grateful to know that there really is a loving God who patiently waits for us to remember and need Him. I know He is there. I know that He speaks through living prophets today. Listening to the prophet and apostles today confirmed my knowledge that someone is acutely aware of our situation. I also have come to believe more and more that the center of our life should revolve around faith. Whether or not you believe in God, I believe all people should have faith in something or someone. Without faith, marriage/relationships would not work. Without faith, we could not hope for better times. Without faith, there would be no reason to better ourselves. I don't think there would be a purpose to my life without faith. So in a world of doubt, anger and despair, I wish people would have more faith in themselves, in a higher being and in others.