Friday, February 24, 2012

Firehouse Field Trip

We went to the Salt Lake City Firestation this week with Miya's preschool. The kids had so much fun seeing what it would be like to be a firefighter.

They got to spray the fire hose and pretend to put out a fire. They all LOVED that.

I love that Miya turned to pose. I am not sure that firefighters ever do that, but hey, she's all girl, what can I say?

Some of Miya's friends, Mimi, Adam, Stella and Teiki.
They all got a Junior Fire Fighter hat to take home. The girls were thrilled to get pink. And Miya insisted that William get a black one because he is a boy.
Sol, Stella, Miya, Adam, James(Stella's bro), Mimi, Tyson, Teiki and Tyson's bro.
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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Mother of Three...

So it has been 3 months since William was born. And I am now a mother of 3! Everyone gave me their opinions on the third child...."the transition to 2 was harder"..."the transition to four was the hardest"..."once you have done 3 you can have an army"....
Well- I heard it all from all the wise mothers out there and I believe them. But I guess it never truly sank in. Because seriously it has taken me THREE months to finally get back to the swing of things or at least feel like I am not a sinking ship waving my white flag of surrender. I still don't have it all together, there are many things that are lacking, but I have learned to let some things go. I just don't have the time for everything. And with three children, I have even less time....how do you find the time to do all that you care about??? I always feel like I am falling short. That I just can't do everything that I want and need to do. I look at other mothers and think, "How is their house always so clean, their kids are perfect, they are always so skinny, their food is always delicious, they are so spiritual, etc. etc. etc. They are basically perfect." What am I doing wrong? Why can't I find the TIME to do everything that I care about....?
Yes, I do care that my house is (most of the time) cluttered with toys, dirty dishes, piled up laundry, needs to be swept, vacuumed, dusted, etc. etc. etc.
I care about doing all the things that are expected of an active member of the church...praying, reading scriptures, attending the temple, planning and completing meaningful family home evenings, magnifying my calling, etc. etc. etc.
I care about being a good family member and friend and trying to find time to call, text, visit, plan playdates with the kids, etc. etc. etc.
I care about how I look and how my kids look and trying to keep up on physical appearance, hair cuts, makeup, doing hair, plucking eyebrows, painting toe nails, eating right, exercising, shaving legs and armpits, showering daily, clipping fingernails and toenails, etc. etc. etc.
There are also many other things that I care about...home decorating, yard work, cooking, baking, serving others, being up to date on doctors and dentist appts., paying bills, couponing, reading a book, etc. etc. etc.
But I also care about my Damon and my three kiddos and spending time with each of them. It is a real struggle I have trying to balance all the roles I have...mother, housekeeper, teacher, wife, etc. etc. etc.
I know I am problaby just a big fat complainer, but WHERE DOES EVERYONE ELSE SEEM TO FIND TIME TO DO ALL THE THINGS THEY CARE ABOUT???
And after trying to figure it out and beating myself up over it, over and over and over again. I realized, it doesn't really matter. We all have things we care about and it is just about prioritizing the things we care about most! And for me I don't care as much what people think when they come over and see the toys all over the living room, because it means my kids have been playing and having fun. It is okay that I have dishes in the sink. I will get to them when I can. It is okay if I don't make it to the gym some mornings because my baby woke me up every hour during the night etc. etc. etc.
The most important thing that I have learned is that I have three children and a husband that I care the most about and they come first. I will try to accomplish the other things too, but for now I want to spend as much time with my little family while I can. Because 20 years from now I don't want to look back and regret not holding my baby and rocking him to sleep, instead of plucking my unkempt eyebrows. I doubt I will look back and say, "I wish I would have really spent more time mopping, cleaning or dusting." But I would look back and regret not spending more time with my children. I have heard it from all the experienced mothers out there...it goes fast, don't blink. It is so true, I can't believe Miya is already 5! She goes to kindergarten in the fall and I have already started crying and regretting the time I didn't spend with her while she was home, and I still have some months to recover....
This post is mostly my thoughts just rambling around, but hopefully someone else who struggles to find time for everything may get some comfort in knowing that they aren't alone. When we look at other women and think they can do it, I should be able to. It really doesn"t matter. It is most impotant that we are trying our best and not to compare ourselves to others. We do what works best for us and for our families. I love my family and I am grateful for the time that I am able to spend with them.
 
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Monday, January 16, 2012

William's Blessing Day

We decided to have William blessed on New Year's Day.


I love this picture of me and my kids. Seriously, it shows their little personalities. We don't even try to get anyone to smile any more. It is a miracle if all three are just looking at the camera.
Damon's parents came to ring in the new year with us and were able to attend the blessing as well.
We were so surprised when Damon's two best friends from childhood were able to attend. They both had to work, but luckily they work in Salt Lake and could pop in for the blessing. It gave the congregation a bit of a scare to see two uniformed officers walk up to Damon in the circle. It meant a lot to both of us to have them come.
The Rasmussen side of the fam...

The Harash side of the fam...
And the proud papa....

I am so grateful to have a husband that is able to bless our little boy. He gave a beautiful blessing and of course...I cried. I swear it must be the post-pregnancy hormones. I always cry. I am just so grateful for my husband who honors his priesthood and has a strong testimony of the gospel. I am grateful for my children. They are each little miracles. I am so grateful for the gospel in my life and the peace that I feel. I am grateful for beautiful days like this one. We were able to share in the blessing of William. I hope that we have many more days that we can share in the joyful ordinances of our children. They are such a blessing.
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December in a Nutshell

There were so many things going on in December, too many to count. But we did manage to capture a few of the more important moments.

Miya took a ballet class this year and was so cute showing off some of her new moves.


Its tradition: Christmas Eve Jammies!
Santa pulled through and brought these cute girls what they wanted for Christmas. The Barbie Slugbug and My Little Pony Castle that has been talked about for way too long.
I love the "pout" on Emma's face. Santa brought the girls the nursery furniture for their dollhouse and Emma was so sad that it didn't come with more babies. I guess the twins that came with the original dollhouse are not enough for her.


William enjoyed watching his sisters open his presents for him.
This is a horrible picture of all of us, because we didn't dare take William out of the carseat to actually take a decent picture. He was ready to get home to bed by this point on Christmas Day.
Grandma Julie and Grandpa Harash gave Miya and Emma bikes for Christmas. It just so happened to fall on the year with a snowless December. SO the next day they were able to get out and ride their new bikes. Emma is doing much better riding hers than anticipated. Good Job Girlies!
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