Growing up I had stars in my eyes about motherhood. I imagined lots of things like holding a baby on my hip, the kinds of car seats we would have, and having my children follow me around in a little line like baby ducklings. Those things made me excited.
I had no idea the real realm of how great motherhood would be though until it all actually happened. I mean, I didn’t comprehend enough to even imagine how it would feel to have someone tell you they adore your daughter, and that her mannerisms are just like yours. I didn’t know how good it would feel to watch my children dote on each other, or how fun it would be to when they got old enough that we could share inside jokes.
And I certainly never anticipated the exhilaration of getting your son into EFY (Especially For Youth–a program up at BYU…click here for more info.) after worrying for a month and getting the procedure wrong the first time, blah blah blah. It had to be the right dates in the right color group, etc. for it to work out.
But I’m just here to say he’s in!
And I’m so excited I was shaking about it for like an hour after I got him in.
I know, I’m totally nerdy, but man alive, this will be so good for him, and it makes me so happy!