That's Right He can be Taught!

Today was another church day. The talks were lovely and there ended with about 15 minutes or so left in Sacrament meeting. Jeremy in his new calling got to speak off the cuff for the last little bit. Hopefully the message I got was one that he shared but none the less I needed to hear. he talked about Jesus being our friend. Not just any friend but one we "have never met in this life" and one who has felt every sorrow, burden, trial, etc. knowing that we can never be that kind of friend, He was the only one capable of that. With my "nursing woes" it reminded me that he felt my sorrow and is here with me. It is a message one can't hear enough. Our Savior loves each of us and he HAS been there and he loves us unconditionally no matter how imperfect and undeserving we are. It was a good reminder.

So I came home from church, it was a little crazy, we are getting into the new routine of after church with out dad. Jackson pooped out of his diaper at church, I had a half ounce of milk for him to drink. He fell asleep and I didn't want to change him until I had a meal to give him. I know obviously not a first time mom, and a mean one too! As soon as we pull up to the house the kids are asking 1,000,000 times, can we eat our candy (our new bishop has a sweet selection! Junior mints!) Of course everyone needs to get changed, I need to use the restroom, Jackson needs attention, yada, yada, yada! So I get Jackson changed, he pooped again right before I changed him, then as I was changing him he gassed on my hand, my heart started racing, beads of sweat accumulating and I wanted to duck and cover. (I haven't needed a Pee-Pee Tee-Pee yet!) I was safe and he was secure if you know what I mean! He got cleaned up, I washed my hands THOROUGHLY and grabbed the little half ounce bottle and sat down to feed him. He drank his bottle with a great latch, tongue under the nipple...then I tried to nurse him. Wouldn't you be surprised he latched on and actually nursed, albeit slowly, but stayed on for 25 minutes. I truly contemplated how awkward it would feel if I left him there and knew that would never work. As he was nursing, I knew that Heavenly Father loved me and wanted me to know that He hasn't forgot about me, which I never did doubt. It was a little reminder that Jackson will get it and it was a little encouragement to keep me going. I was also reminded that Heavenly Father has a ton of blessings waiting for me as long as I am obedient to His commandments. So this was a withdrawal from my never empty blessing bank, or credit union...

Thanks to everyone who left encouraging messages on my previous post. It was great to see so many kind words and thoughts.