New Calling

For about a year and a half now I have been serving in the Young Women's Presidency in my ward here in Salt Lake as the Second Counselor.  I've loved it.  My responsibilities were easy, I help the girls plan their weekly activities, reminded them of the activities and helped them with personal progress.  I also went to a few ward counsel meetings, and was involved with a few other things, but for the most part my calling was pretty simple.  I really enjoyed it.

In between sessions of conference on Saturday it was requested that we meet with the bishop.  He's a new bishop so I just figured it was a get-to-know you meeting.  In that meeting I was released from my calling, and so was Scott.  After that I was called to be the Young Women's President.

I was instantly overwhelmed.

I was given instructions to call a presidency.  I've never done that before.  I was also given a list of dates for meetings, thoughts about the Ward Christmas party, who would be good for a camp director, and much more that I was prepared for at the moment since I didn't bring my notebook or phone.

I've never been in a position like this before.  I  feel small, and humbled.  i was once the Mia maid class president while I was 15, for 3 months before I turned 16 and became a Laurel.  I don't think I accomplished anything in my term as president. 

Calling my presidency has been a very humbling, spiritual experience.  I had a few names of amazing sisters bouncing around, but I really didn't want to upset anything that was already set up in the Ward, and one of the ladies on my list was in the Relief Society presidency.  I have loved the current R.S. presidency and was hesitant to break it up.  I make my selections and talked with the first counselor and bishop I only had 2 names.  I got a call late Saturday night that they have been unable to contact any of my new presidency.  I told them that was good, because I was changing it. 

After that everything fell into place, and all my fears passed.  I know that the Lord helped me make that decision. 

Tuesday was my first mutual activity and since my counselors were called barely on Sunday they were unable to make it, but I think things went well.  I think the girls needed to be near me, and know of the love I have for them.

I know this is going to be a HUGE growing and learning process for myself as well as for the girls, some of them were really sad to be losing the former YW president (who was amazing!). 

Prayers are always appreciated.

4 years - With Scott Shepherd

Wedding day, 2008

First Anniversary, 2009

 second anniversary 2010 (nearly 9 months preggers)

third anniversary, 2011

 

I love Scott, He loves me, we had a awesome son.  Being married to Scott is amazing!  I fall more in love with him each passing day. 

We celebrated early this year, with a night out for dinner and movie (we're poor this year), because I had mutual and Scott was back to school after fall break.  I did say happy anniversary at the end of every text I sent him tht day.  I'm awesome, and so is Scott, and so is being married, and so is being married to Scott.

Pumpkin patch

I LOVE taking Rivers to the pumpkin patch.

We took him last year and it was great.

Rivers like to tap the pumpkins.

I like to watch him.

 

Our favorite pumpkin patch is in Riverton

We found this one last year

It was started my a mother and son as a way to earn money for his mission.

The pumpkins are priced my size, and

are a pretty good deal.

 

They also have a corn maze, and fun tractors for

kids to sit on.

 

Rivers has loved it both years he's gone.

 

 

They also sell hay bales, and corn stalkes.

We also found a cute kitty running around that Rivers loved.

 

I love this time of year!!

 

 

Grateful

As I sit here, listening to the rain and the sounds of duck quacking overhead as the fly away from the park, I feel incredibly grateful. 
I can hear my sleeping child about to wake up and the excitement grows as I'm aware of how much fun we are going to have.  We always have fun.
I can't believe I have been a mother for almost 2 years.
I may not have a lot of things I want in this world, I do have the most important things I've ever wanted.
I love being a wife,
I love being a mother.

Bad Week

Last week was kinda rough, to help myself

I took a small break from

from my blog.

 

I have a hard time writing about the bad times.

I don't want anyone to feel

bad, or depressed after something I've

written.

 

So, I chose not to write at all.

I actually closed myself away from everyone,

and didn't take any calls, or e-mails, or facebook comments.

 

I was afraid of what the world would throw at me next.

 

Here's a breakdown of the week...

Sept 29:  Scott's great Grandma (Rivers' great-great grandma) Alta passed away. We found out minutes before I left to go to the

Relief Society Broadcast

(which was amazing!).

I was actually really happy for Grandma Alta.  She was 98, and like people her age, had lived a full happy life, and had spent a number of years away

from her husband who had

passed on before her.  Can you imagine that reunion?

What joy she must be feeling!

But death by any measure is hard for those left to mourn.

She was an amazing lady and will be missed.

 

October 1: Scott begins mid-terms and we don't see him.

 

October 2: We have a mutual disaster, Scott

forgets and I volunteered to stay home and watch kids.  I left to

pick him up at the agreed upon time, before babysitting,

but with him forgetting I was late, making everyone late,

and being forced to leave Scott stranded

at school. (Well not really stranded, but super unable to

get home quickly).

 

October 3: Never saw Scott and River is a handful and I'm stressed

... blah blah blah.

 

October 4: Grandma Alta's funeral in Fairview, 2 hours away from Salt Lake.

I get car sick,

Rivers throws up Orange juice in the car,

BIG poops once we arrive at the church,

short attention spam of an almost 2 year old who only wants to

play with his cousins,

car over-heats on the way home,

3 hours in a Walmart,

fast food for 2 meals,

3 insanely dirty outfits, and running out of diapers

(good thing we were at a Walmart...)

 

October 5: BIG fight about Rivers up coming birthday party.

I didn't talk to Scott for a whole day.

 

October 6: Conference!!  Much needed break, too bad Scott had

a test and missed the first session.

Spent 2 hours waiting at the Cheesecake Factory, but I needed

the alone time so I welcomed the break.

(More on that later)

 

Finally girls night.  I was so relieved to just hang out

with adults, and eat and have fun.  Much needed.

 

By Sunday the world was right again and Scott started

Fall Break!

 

I've missed him.

I noticed things just aren't right when he's not around.

I almost feel lost and scared.

 

Today has been amazing, and I remembered why

I feel in love with my crazy curly haired

man.

 

Finally, Rivers Loved Grandma Alta.  Here is the proof.

 

 

He was always so eager to watch her.

Like he was studying her, remembering her.

He was always so happy around Grandma Alta, that in turn made me happy 

 Here he's trying to turn and look at her, he's only a few months old.

 Rivers always would explore Granny's house, and she wouldn't mind.

And he was happy...

At the funeral.

I'm grateful to these people for providing entertainment for

the children

 

On top of all this I still haven't gotten my hair cut and it's

starting to take up more room in the house than

Rivers...

One day I'll be pretty again....