Courage

Courage should be Emma's middle name.  A couple weeks ago I signed Em up for swimming lessons.  The class started on Monday and goes for 2 weeks every night.  The first class freaked the poor girl out.  Being in the deep end with a bunch of other kids and only one teacher really scared her.  Plus the girl doesn't like to put her head under the water, and that's one requirement for her class.  She bawled Tuesday night about going.  Once there, the girl lucked out with a kid barfing in the pool right before her class started.  So today came around with more tears.  Knowing that Heavenly Father would help her, she asked asked her dad for a father's blessing.  Afterwards, with some deep breaths, she jumped in the pool and faced her fears! Not only did she put her head under the water when the teacher asked her to, but did the back stroke by herself! She came out of the water with a huge smile and said,"I wish the class was for 2 extra weeks! I LOVED it!" I'm so proud of you little Miss Emma!

Today I'm so grateful for...

*the beautiful sunshine that finally emerged this afternoon

*the laughter of my girls playing together on the tramp

*a tantrum free day

*a large McDonalds $1 Dr. Pepper

*2 really good talks with two really great friends

*not getting sick to my stomach

*realizing I have less than 60 days left of pregnancy!

*listening to the beautiful message from Elder Holland on motherhood

*listening to Emma read and seeing her face look at me with pride

*a Heavenly Father that listens to my prayers

*the hug I got today when Dave got home from work

*meeting a good friend from Dave's past

*sharing ice chips with my Hal

*hearing Claire tell me she loves me

Hallalujah!

...we're home! Oh my goodness, I will never ever ever again travel while pregnant ever ever again! I guess since this is the last one it won't happen again, but whoa! Emotions, tantrums (kids, and a few from me probably!) I am so happy to be home! Don't get me wrong, we had a fabulous time! But 2 weeks is soooo long when you're preggo and 6, 5 and 3 years old! Disney was a blast, as well as Port Townsend (although without Dave it was a challenge).  But hooray! We're home and we can get back into the swing of things and get ready to get this baby out! And I don't think we're going for Tess or Tessa, I know what a fickle fickle mind! :) Pics to come! Prepare for LOTS!!!