Some thoughts

I would like to express my gratitude to being born in a time and country where modern technologies have kept my little girl healthy and safe. If she had be born in another time and maybe in another country she would have just been seen as a sick baby with a fever. She may have never been treated as to having a problem with her internal organs. This makes me grateful for smart doctors and nurses who take their jobs seriously.

Paying for medical expenses is not my favorite thing in the world, but I know that this simple operation saved my baby from further damage, sicknesses, and possible premature death. I was humbled in how much Heavenly Father loves us all. I know he helped my little girl be calm as she went through this whole ordeal. She was a trooper.

The morning of her surgery Adam gave her a blessing. He laid his hands on her head and with priesthood authority passed on to him, not because he is special, but because he is worthy to hold this power, he was able to receive comforting revelation for our family. As he laid his hands on her head I know he became the mouth piece from our Heavenly Father. He blessed her that all would go well and that she would be calm and peaceful as the doctors and nurses did what they needed to. She did. She allowed them to check her, poke her, and more. She did not fight too much. I know it is because God has been close to her.

She is such a sweet girl and I am grateful to be her mother. I am grateful that she will be better and that she is so strong. I love her and look forward to watching her grow up. I look forward to teaching her what I and God would have her learn. She is my little angel girl.

I never knew how beautiful motherhood could be and is. I am grateful to have both my children and soon a third. Bearing, having, and raising children is the greatest gift I have been given. I hope all mothers realize and understand how valuable we are. I did not grow up having a mother. Once I got one I was grateful, but it was not until I became a mother did I appreciate my father and mother.

My father was my "mother" for many years. He did a great job. He did the best he knew how. I could not imagine myself in his shoes. His shoes were big and difficult. I love him for all he did for me. He sacrificed so much so I could have all that I have. He is my hero. He will always be my hero and he never failed me. So with Mother's Day coming up I say, "Thank You, Dad for being my mom and Thank You, Suzie for being my mom, too." I love you both. You have taught me and given me more than I can ever repay either one of you.