Lately I have been overwhelmed with gratitude. It started about 5 weeks ago in church. I was sitting on the floor in Relief Society. Yes. On the floor. In a skirt. With the twins. Feeding them solids so that they would be quiet enough for other women to be able to hear. They were having a particularly messy day. More of the pureed food product was ending up on my skirt and my shirt than could ever have been getting into my babies mouths. It was a less-than-glamorous moment in my life. But also a very typical one. It's the life I am accustomed to. Anyhow, the teacher (Melinda Davis. I sort of love her.) started talking about "finding nobility in motherhood." The irony was the first thing to set in. How noble can one feel while sitting on the floor, in a skirt, at church, covered in baby food?
So I've been thinking about this a lot in the last five weeks. Every little moment that would normally tear me apart as a mother has been that much clearer in my head. All of those things that used to make me want to cry myself to sleep have turned around and made me unbelievably grateful for the opportunity that I have to be a mother. To engage in the most noble job that Heavenly Father can entrust me with. I just looked up the definition of nobility. Dictionary.com defines it as, "Exalted moral excellence. Grandeur or Magnificence." Really? I might actually enjoy feeling that!! I am contributing to the future of the world. I am raising the missionaries, the soldiers, the teachers, the moms and the leaders of tomorrow. I am putting my personal goals, dreams and objectives on hold to give every ounce of my energy to these goals, dreams, and objectives that I never anticipated. At the end of the day, my feet hurt, my hair sucks, and I didn't finish the book for Book Club. But at the end of the day, my children are fed, they were taught good principles, and I get to sleep knowing that the nobility of my job will make the world a better place.