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Being a Woman

  Life is in full swing right now. School, work, motherhood etc, and we're busy as ever, especially with the holidays upon us. So here's a brief overview of whats going on right now...
  I was released from the primary presidency after just 7 months (our president got called to the stake), and although I had been terrified of the calling at first, I have really grown to love it, so I was less than thrilled about the change. And to add insult to injury, they called me to scouts. To say the least, I was reluctant, in fact I had to do some serious praying before I was willing to commit, but alas, I gave in. It may take a miracle but I'm hoping I'll grow to love it as I did primary.
  Ryler turned 7 on November 10th. He's growing up so fast. He's really into Lego Mixels and Kendamas, and he's about as smart as they come. I walked into his room the other night to find him reading a third grade level chapter book! He is also sweet, caring, funny, and a naughty little tease when it comes to Zoey, and his boyish charm is hard to resist. Lots of smiles cause lots of wrinkles, and he has given me both! I sure love that crazy kid.
  A few months ago I decided that I didn't have enough stress in my life so I decided to flip a house. I looked for a while and finally found one that I thought would work for us, we closed mid November and are excited to get this project done. Dan and I are taking it on and if it works out, we may just make a career out of it, but that is yet to be determined.
  Thanksgiving was lovely as usual, a good meal with the fam and lounging at Grandmas house is always a win in my book.
  My little Aspen turned 2 yesterday. She is talking more and more every day and is so stinking cute (besides the high pitched tantrums she's taken a liking to lately). 
  We went to church yesterday, (fashionably late) I sent the kiddos to their classes and dropped Aspen off at nursery. I stood there for a moment and realized that I wasn't sure where to go, the primary room wasn't my territory anymore and for the last nine years I've conveniently avoided Gospel Doctrine by walking the halls with a baby in my arms. My baby was in nursery and my arms were empty. For several years I'd looked forward to that moment, the time when I could send the kids to class and enjoy that much needed break while filling my own "spiritual cup" so to speak, and it was finally here, but it just didn't feel how I'd been imagining it. I wanted to go snatch up my baby and hide in the mothers room, but I just stood awkwardly outside of the room where I should have been and thought about the fact that 2 years ago I was giving birth to my last baby. It was the last time I'd get to experience the wonderful pain of bringing a child into the world, and see my beautiful baby for the first time, and I was sad, but I finally braved it and walked into class... and my cup was filled.
  I don't want any more children, I'm exhausted! But there will always be a part of me that longs to feel a baby kick inside of me, and to breathe in the intoxicating smell of my newborn. I've been blessed to experience these things four times and I have the body to prove it ;) but I'm proud of what I've accomplished. Being a woman is amazing for many reasons; shoes, lip gloss and all things sparkly, but my favorite part is the ability to create and nurture these tiny little people that for a while, see me as their whole world. A daunting job indeed, but well worth the wrinkles. 

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