Insight

My friend Jamee wrote this, I think. I found it on her blog and I thought it was beautiful! So I wanted to share it with the people I love. Enjoy.

The greatest things in life, aren't things

Maybe, just maybe the greatest things in life are far more simple than one might expect. Maybe it's a kiss goodmorning, goodbye, goodnight, or anytime at all just because your loved. It could be a little boy who feeds you spagetti because he can, and you will let him. A sister who adores a nephew. Brothers who are always there to make you laugh. Parents who have taught you more than they might ever realize. In-laws who have always made you feel welcomed. Grandparents who you strive to be like. Friends who have been always there through the good times and the bad. Neighbors or a ward family who have helped you help your family. Or maybe it can be just knowing who you are, where you came from, and where your going. Do your part, but enjoy the journey.

Long Lost Friend!!

You all may or may not know that this whole computer thing is all new for me. On line bill pay, blogging, myspace, facebook, digital photos, etc. But I think I'm loving it! My best friend Jamee, whom I've known for 16 years, found one of our very good friends from grade school. We have been looking for him, Kendrick is his name, for years. Finally Jamee found him on myspace and we went to have a BBQ with him and his partner Sam this past weekend. We had so much fun talking about the good old days and he was as nice as can be. We plan on staying in touch now and hopefully doing a lot of fun things. Bear Lake being on the top of the list. But I was just so so happy that we found him again so I had to share. I think that the best part of this whole technology thing is that i can find people that I have really missed over the years. How exciting! I can't wait to see who else I find.

Just a quote I like

"Besides, the world isn't split into good people and death eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside of us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are."

Harry Potter and The Order of The Phoenix

Serius Black

Bedtime

Well, tonight was one of those stressful nights for a new mommy. Harlee and I were out late watching American Idol with Sarah, Michelle, Whitney, and Cassie. (Congrats David Cook!) It's hard on nights like this because it's late and Harlee will fall asleep in the car on the way home, then I have to get her out and ready for bed and she doesn't like to go back to sleep.
So tonight instead of just being awake, she was also very upset. I could not get her to stop crying. I finally just laid her in her crib and let her cry. When Jeremy got up a while later she was still crying and he held her for a bit but had to work so had to put her back down. I tried the mobile, the pacifier but she just wanted to keep screaming. Finally I decided to try her favorite soundtrack, Ameli. Usually I hold her and dance with her to it to get her calmed down. She likes it really loud. But tonight instead of dancing with her I just left her in her bed but turned it up loud like usual. She had stopped crying before I was even out of the room! Wow, that worked better than I had expected. So now she is drifting peacefully through sleepy town while the beautiful music of Ameli plays in the background of her dreams.
I had to call my friend Corinne, who is the one who gave me the soundtrack in the first place, and say thank you. Maybe when she has a baby of her own she will understand the extent of my gratitude. Nothing like making a very ,very angry baby content.
I think, I might be getting this mommy thing down. I'm getting to know her better and my instincts are kicking in. I know it took me a minute to figure out what to do for her tonight, but I DID figure it out. She is clean, well fed, healthy, Happy, and most importantly, LOVED. I have wanted to be a mom for as long as I can remember and I feel good knowing that so far I'm doing a pretty good job. It will be interesting to see where the future takes us.

On a more serious note.

Well, I know this is the second post today but I've had a bit more time today and a lot on my mind. I'm feeling something but I'm not sure what. Grateful maybe? But I wanted to post a poem I wrote. Yeah, I write poems sometimes. This one is my favorite.

I see those shoes,

Such great big shoes,

And stand in awe to find,

The person's shoes I have to fill

Surprisingly are

MINE!

That's how I feel a lot of the time. I know I have potential and I know there are things out there I'm suppose to do and I realize I doubt myself too much. I read my "P blessing", as I like to call it, and wonder how I can ever make who I am, and who I am meant to be, the same person. Make sense?

The fallowing is my very favorite quote.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

-Nelson Mandela-

Just think about it.

YAY for me!!

I just wanted to say with great joy that yesterday I made a perfect grilled cheese sandwich. You might say that it's easy to make a grilled cheese, but for me this is a great accomplishment. I have never been able to make a decent grilled cheese sandwich. Either the bread burns and the cheese doesn't melt or the opposite happens and the bread is soggy and the cheese is everywhere. I could never find the right temp. Then my wonderful friend Sarah Jean gave me a few pointers and I tried them out yesterday. To my surprise, it turned out to be one of the best I've had! WOW! Finally I don't have to get someone else to make me a grilled cheese if I ever want one.
Thanks Sarah! You are a great blessing to my life.

Here comes the Sandman

Well, the bread is done baking, the baby is sleeping and Jer is off to work and it isn't quite 11:00. Is it possible that I might get to sleep early tonight? I suppose that would consist of me not staying up to blog and also staying away from my book. What book? Twilight of corse. Isn't that what everyone is doing? Seriously though, I am a fan.
But alas, I am of to bed with hopes of a good night's rest ahead of me.

A Bird Story

I was thinking that I would tell everyone why I am called Bird and Harlee is called Little bird. When Jeremy and I were first married he realized there were many sides to me. Well, his mom has this little love bird and it can be very, let's say... temperamental. Jeremy came to the conclusion that me and this bird were very similar, so sweet and friendly and singing one minute, puffed up, biting, and squawking the next. What can I say, we have character. And I'd like to add in my defense that the biting was always in good fun. But that's where it all started and now if he ever calls me Shay it's weird.
Then when i got pregnant the first time we called the baby little bird since we didn't know the gender yet. Sadly we lost our first baby, but we got pregnant again with Harlee and it was just something that we kept going. What else do mommy birds have? We actually called her Zippy after we found out she was a girl because the name Zipporah means little bird. That was ugly though, so it became Zippy and now that she is here she's just taken on the role of little bird. Makes sense to me.
Grandpa Jay(a very dear family friend, for those of you who don't know) still calls her Zippy which is just fine by me. I think as hyper as she is now we might just get back to calling her that once she becomes mobile.I guess we'll see.
But that's the story. A little boring and sappy, but hey, that's how we roll.

Awake?

This is a suprising picture. Most of the pictures I have of these two together they are sleeping.

However, they are very cute when they sleep. My precious little family.

Take a look

ok. Just one more thing before I go to sleep. Isn't that picture of my girl in purple so dang cute! I mean I know there are cute kids out there, but seriously, she tops my list.

What is Jeremy?

Jeremy doesn't want to blog anything yet. What a blog bum. Ha ha. I have no idea about this for myself really. I think it might end up being just a bunch of randomness. Maybe some poems. I do that sometimes too but they are corny so everyone that reads this is just going to be seeing weird random corny whatever. Ha Ha.

STOP LICKING MY ARM JEREMY! I'M TRYING TO BLOG HERE! Yeah. All of you who think Jeremy is so sweet and innocent, think again. He is the most mischievous person I know.

OK that's all for now.

Goodnight all!

My Daddy

Ok, so I had something really profound I was thinking about writing but my mommy brain kicked in and I forgot. So this is what you get, a little saying from my dad that he has said as long as I can remember. Goes like this. . . "I eat my peas with honey. I've done it all my life. It makes my peas taste funny but it keeps them on my knife."

He thinks he's very funny. I guess most of the time I think so too. I just love him no matter what.

Michelle made me do it!!!

Hello, this is Michelle. I decided that Jeremy, Shay, and Harlee need to have a blog so I took the liberty to make them one!! hahahaha!!!!!

Hey Shay, post something!!