In the middle of the night my baby G. woke me up calling for me. I was at a baby shower last night and Dave put him to bed before I got home. G. woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me about his night. And to hug me. It was so sweet. He told me that he went to Grandma's house and that he was with Daddy, and he just hugged me for a few minutes. Then he willingly got back in his crib and went back to sleep.
He missed me. And I'm so glad that when he called for me, I was there. I love being "Mommy" to these boys.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Special Day
Today and tomorrow are special. You wanna know why? Mari's baby was sealed to his parents for time and all of eternity today, and tomorrow he will be blessed. His sweet parents invited our family to go. My mom, Josh, and Kate are going (we have stake conference and Dave has priesthood responsibilities). It makes me so happy to know that he is with such an incredible family. In a way, I feel like it is one of my dad's last contributions in life. He worked SO hard and spent a lot of time and money trying to get Mari here, situated, and helping sway her to make the decision to place that baby. He is one lucky baby to have been given such a wonderful life and family!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Happy New Years
2010 was quite a year for us. I can't quite believe all the things that went on this year. I can't believe how much we love our basement, but I also can't believe how many hours we logged down there working. And it's still not totally done. 2010 involved a huge change of my life as my dad passed away and I became the only living relative of my mom that wasn't under her household. I went from worrying about my mom- not at all. To worrying about my mom-most of the time. She has done beautifully, but she has still needed lots of help. I spent hours and hours in Bountiful cleaning out her home, and hours on the phone helping her figure out everything from taxes (07, '08, '09, yikes) to buying her first home- a beautiful home in Providence in the same development and with the same house plan as our first home. We now have the Biada's here, close by, and it has been quite a change considering they only came to visit me before when I had a baby. The night after my dad died, Dave gave my mom a Priesthood blessing. He said that we would see miracle, after miracle. We truly have. The very windows of Heaven have opened up and poured out more blessings than we can receive. I just can't quite believe it. I have a hard time complaining about my dad's death as I feel we have been so well taken care of both by Heavenly and Earthly beings. I still do miss him though, but it is so much better now.
My initial reaction to the New Year was to think I was glad 2010 was over, but that's not true. It was a wonderful year. We had tremendous blessings and great memories together. God has been good to us this year.
I was struck by the song today at church. Confession: I frequently can't squeek out the words of songs in Sacrament meeting because they are so touching, they move me to tears. If you want to speak to my soul, the fastest way is through music. (I doubt Dave has ever even noticed this, I try to keep it to myself because it's embarrassing)
We sang "Come let us anew" which is one of my top 20 hymns probably. I love it. But we hardly ever sing it, so I don't remember ever reading the words. The last verse says this:
3. O that each in the day of His coming may say,
“I have fought my way thro’—
I have finished the work Thou didst give me to do.”
O that each from his Lord may receive the glad word:
“Well and faithfully done;
Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne,”
“Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne.”
I don't do New Years resolutions. I did them when I was younger, but I got so frustrated with myself when I didn't follow through that it was worse to me than not doing anything at all. I'm more of a spontaneous do-er. I decide I'm going to change it then, and I do. There is nothing about Jan 1 that helps me to set OR follow through on goals better than the rest of the year.
That's just me. Sometimes I feel like a loser, especially when people read off their list of the top 500 things they will improve on that year, and I'm like, "Yeah, I'll get back to you on that, I'm still thinking....."
So I have been pondering resolutions this week, and thinking how most of the time I am just hanging onto my life by a thread and I just can't fathom adding something huge. When we sang this song today, I was overwhelmed by the Spirit, and realized that this was my New Years resolution. It will require no huge daily changes. No money. No new running shoes. No babysitting. My New Years resolution is in everything I do, try a little harder to make sure that in day of His coming I may say, "I have fought my way thro, I have finished the work thou didst give me to do. Because all I want is to hear those words, "Enter into My joy and sit down at My throne."
That is something that I already strive for, but this year, I promise to try even harder. I'm not going to promise to read the Ensign cover to cover. Or memorize a hymn a week (although I did that one year and it is awesome to not need a hymn book most of the time). My resolution is simple. In 2011 I'm going to be a better me. I know that's vague, but I hope at the end of the year, I can look back and think, "Yeah, I did that." And be able to list off things that I improved on that year. Maybe that's almost like a reverse resolution. I don't know, but I'm excited to see what 2011 brings for the Low family. I hope we are ready for it.
My initial reaction to the New Year was to think I was glad 2010 was over, but that's not true. It was a wonderful year. We had tremendous blessings and great memories together. God has been good to us this year.
I was struck by the song today at church. Confession: I frequently can't squeek out the words of songs in Sacrament meeting because they are so touching, they move me to tears. If you want to speak to my soul, the fastest way is through music. (I doubt Dave has ever even noticed this, I try to keep it to myself because it's embarrassing)
We sang "Come let us anew" which is one of my top 20 hymns probably. I love it. But we hardly ever sing it, so I don't remember ever reading the words. The last verse says this:
3. O that each in the day of His coming may say,
“I have fought my way thro’—
I have finished the work Thou didst give me to do.”
O that each from his Lord may receive the glad word:
“Well and faithfully done;
Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne,”
“Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne.”
I don't do New Years resolutions. I did them when I was younger, but I got so frustrated with myself when I didn't follow through that it was worse to me than not doing anything at all. I'm more of a spontaneous do-er. I decide I'm going to change it then, and I do. There is nothing about Jan 1 that helps me to set OR follow through on goals better than the rest of the year.
That's just me. Sometimes I feel like a loser, especially when people read off their list of the top 500 things they will improve on that year, and I'm like, "Yeah, I'll get back to you on that, I'm still thinking....."
So I have been pondering resolutions this week, and thinking how most of the time I am just hanging onto my life by a thread and I just can't fathom adding something huge. When we sang this song today, I was overwhelmed by the Spirit, and realized that this was my New Years resolution. It will require no huge daily changes. No money. No new running shoes. No babysitting. My New Years resolution is in everything I do, try a little harder to make sure that in day of His coming I may say, "I have fought my way thro, I have finished the work thou didst give me to do. Because all I want is to hear those words, "Enter into My joy and sit down at My throne."
That is something that I already strive for, but this year, I promise to try even harder. I'm not going to promise to read the Ensign cover to cover. Or memorize a hymn a week (although I did that one year and it is awesome to not need a hymn book most of the time). My resolution is simple. In 2011 I'm going to be a better me. I know that's vague, but I hope at the end of the year, I can look back and think, "Yeah, I did that." And be able to list off things that I improved on that year. Maybe that's almost like a reverse resolution. I don't know, but I'm excited to see what 2011 brings for the Low family. I hope we are ready for it.
We Believe
Today in Young Women's we were introduced to the new theme of the Year. The church produced a tremendous video on the new theme with songs, and testimonies from the youth all over the world. The theme is We Believe, but in full is the thirteenth article of faith.
13aWe believe in being bhonest, true, cchaste, dbenevolent, virtuous, and in doing egood to all men; indeed, we may say that we follow the admonition of Paul—We believe all things, we fhope all things, we have endured many things, and hope to be able to gendure all things. If there is anything hvirtuous, ilovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things.
I most of all am fascinated by that last sentence. Are we seeking after these things? Are the movies we watch virtuous and lovely? It really makes me evaluate the way I spend my time, and wonder if the things I seek are praiseworthy.
13aWe believe in being bhonest, true, cchaste, dbenevolent, virtuous, and in doing egood to all men; indeed, we may say that we follow the admonition of Paul—We believe all things, we fhope all things, we have endured many things, and hope to be able to gendure all things. If there is anything hvirtuous, ilovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things.
I most of all am fascinated by that last sentence. Are we seeking after these things? Are the movies we watch virtuous and lovely? It really makes me evaluate the way I spend my time, and wonder if the things I seek are praiseworthy.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Pins and Needles
Sorry to have left anyone hanging on that. Seriously, the computer has been a real blogging downer. I'm so glad to have a working computer now. And mad at my dad for leaving me without a computer repair man.
Anyway, the pins and needles were for a business that we started. We opened up a kiosk in the mall selling hair products for the holidays. It has been a great learning experience, we hired employees, and I have managed this little store. It was a ton of work to get started, but hasn't been bad once it got going. Unfortunately it hasn't been that great financially, and I don't know if we'll do it again next year. But don't worry, I'm married to Dave Low the idea man. He'll have a new idea and a new business by the new year. You can count on it.
Anyway, the pins and needles were for a business that we started. We opened up a kiosk in the mall selling hair products for the holidays. It has been a great learning experience, we hired employees, and I have managed this little store. It was a ton of work to get started, but hasn't been bad once it got going. Unfortunately it hasn't been that great financially, and I don't know if we'll do it again next year. But don't worry, I'm married to Dave Low the idea man. He'll have a new idea and a new business by the new year. You can count on it.
Baby sister
I just wanted to quickly write about my baby sister. Why? Well, it's probably overdue, she's been living by me for 5 months now. But the big, fun thing was that she brought a boy over to my house for Sunday dinner. This is something I have never experienced, as my older sisters didn't date. It was so fun.
Little Lauren (actually taller than me, but still my little Lauren) has matured into a beautiful young woman. She makes me so proud. She is doing well in school, working at 2 jobs, and trying out new recipes that she shares with others all the time. She is happy and sweet.
I hardly ever see her, even though she lives 10 minutes away. She is too busy living up her college experience. But when I see her I remember how proud I am of her. It is wonderful to have my family so close to me now.
Little Lauren (actually taller than me, but still my little Lauren) has matured into a beautiful young woman. She makes me so proud. She is doing well in school, working at 2 jobs, and trying out new recipes that she shares with others all the time. She is happy and sweet.
I hardly ever see her, even though she lives 10 minutes away. She is too busy living up her college experience. But when I see her I remember how proud I am of her. It is wonderful to have my family so close to me now.
G. funnies
Broken computer= No posts.
New laptop= Hopefully diving back into the blogging world?
I have to post some of my little G baby's funnies. He is hilarious. A lot calmer than he used to be, but so funny.
He still wants to be read to all the time. He brings books to you and says, "READIT!" I've never had a baby so interested in books. He hardly ever watches tv. My mom says that's how I was. I wonder if he'll read early?
In church on Sunday we were flipping through the gospel art book. That usually buys us a good 15 minutes with G. He is really getting better in church....phew. In the middle of the quiet Sacrament, he was looking at Harry Andersons picture with Christ on the cross. A beautiful, sacred picture, right? Well G. notices everything. He would be really good at "where's waldo." See that guy with the white beard on the bottom left? He points to him and says, "Ho, ho ho." And I started laughing during the Sacrament. Then he sees the Roman Soldier with his helmet. He says, "hike. hike. hike!" While looking at the Nativity picture, he says, "Night night."
This baby's speech is really remarkable. He not only has quite a large vocabulary for his age, but he says things very clearly. He doesn't say "baba," he says, "Bot-tle, bot-tle" in a sing-songy way.
A few weeks ago I heard him saying Bapi over and over. I thought he was just talking jibberish. Henry talked jibberish for a really long time, and would tell long stories without more than 1 or 2 real words in them. But I realized that G., for the most part, only talks with a purpose. He was trying to say, "diapie" and tell me to change his diaper. Now I know that Bapi means diaper and he wants it changed. I do appreciate him telling me!
We always have like the play the "me" game in our family. We say, "Who wants pizza?" And wait for the kids to say "ME!" G. has caught on to this, and he says it with such urgency, like he really wants to be chosen. We ask him all kinds of things..... "Who wants to eat frog legs? "MEEEEEEE!" he says. The best was when Dawson asked, "Who wants to eat a fence?" G. responded, "Meeeee! Me do it!"
G. is blessed with a very easy name to say. He could say it quite early on. When he wants to claim something, he will point to it and say, "It's G., It's G." I rarely hear the word mine, he would rather claim it with his name.
This little guy is really special. He is a huge person in a really tiny body. I knew it the first time I held him in the NICU and I told him, you are a special little guy. In the first few months of his life I told him that all the time. He always keeps me on my toes, from being born in the car, to now when he dumps out cups of milk on the floor and finds all kinds of creative ways to get in trouble.
New laptop= Hopefully diving back into the blogging world?
I have to post some of my little G baby's funnies. He is hilarious. A lot calmer than he used to be, but so funny.
He still wants to be read to all the time. He brings books to you and says, "READIT!" I've never had a baby so interested in books. He hardly ever watches tv. My mom says that's how I was. I wonder if he'll read early?
In church on Sunday we were flipping through the gospel art book. That usually buys us a good 15 minutes with G. He is really getting better in church....phew. In the middle of the quiet Sacrament, he was looking at Harry Andersons picture with Christ on the cross. A beautiful, sacred picture, right? Well G. notices everything. He would be really good at "where's waldo." See that guy with the white beard on the bottom left? He points to him and says, "Ho, ho ho." And I started laughing during the Sacrament. Then he sees the Roman Soldier with his helmet. He says, "hike. hike. hike!" While looking at the Nativity picture, he says, "Night night."
This baby's speech is really remarkable. He not only has quite a large vocabulary for his age, but he says things very clearly. He doesn't say "baba," he says, "Bot-tle, bot-tle" in a sing-songy way.
A few weeks ago I heard him saying Bapi over and over. I thought he was just talking jibberish. Henry talked jibberish for a really long time, and would tell long stories without more than 1 or 2 real words in them. But I realized that G., for the most part, only talks with a purpose. He was trying to say, "diapie" and tell me to change his diaper. Now I know that Bapi means diaper and he wants it changed. I do appreciate him telling me!
We always have like the play the "me" game in our family. We say, "Who wants pizza?" And wait for the kids to say "ME!" G. has caught on to this, and he says it with such urgency, like he really wants to be chosen. We ask him all kinds of things..... "Who wants to eat frog legs? "MEEEEEEE!" he says. The best was when Dawson asked, "Who wants to eat a fence?" G. responded, "Meeeee! Me do it!"
G. is blessed with a very easy name to say. He could say it quite early on. When he wants to claim something, he will point to it and say, "It's G., It's G." I rarely hear the word mine, he would rather claim it with his name.
This little guy is really special. He is a huge person in a really tiny body. I knew it the first time I held him in the NICU and I told him, you are a special little guy. In the first few months of his life I told him that all the time. He always keeps me on my toes, from being born in the car, to now when he dumps out cups of milk on the floor and finds all kinds of creative ways to get in trouble.
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