I know it's Thursday, and what I'll be blogging about happened last weekend and not this coming weekend, but it's been a busy soccer filled week, so here we go...
Last weekend I attended "Time Out for Women". It was so very wonderful and needed. Most of the time I won't blog about my religion or spiritual matters because I hold those feelings near to my heart and don't want them criticized or mocked. But, this weekend was a much needed diversion for what I'm dealing with right now so I decided to share.
The speakers were hilarious and so much fun to listen to. My favorite was Deanne Flynn. She talked about "letting go of the overscheduled mom". Her main point was to get back to basics, and not worry about putting kids in every single after school activity available.
Another favorite moment was when Hilary Weeks shared a not too serious song for us to think about during everyday moments of our lives....like laundry time. Go here if you want to see what I'm talking about and what I'll be singing every time I go to the laundry room. I laughed so hard. She also had some other wonderful, spiritual songs, but of course the one I'll talk about is the laundry song.
Really the whole time was filled with lessons about the big picture and how we are wonderful women and moms and need to give ourselves a HUGE break. We don't need to keep worrying about things that don't matter and we need to love ourselves. Kim Nelson asked us what we would do if we saw a little four year old lost in a grocery store. Would we walk up to her and start ridiculing her for not listening to her mom and following her directions? Of course not, we would gently and lovingly try to get her back on course. (i.e. back to her mom) The question was then asked, "How would you see and feel about a mom that was talking to her daughter the way you talk to yourself". Ponder that for a minute. It's a powerful question because I think we all are so much tougher on ourselves than we ever would be on our kids. Of course that's because we love our kids and don't expect perfection from them. The thing to remember is that we are just kids to our loving Heavenly Father. He loves us and doesn't expect perfection. Just that we keep trying.
So, it was a wonderful weekend and I came home ready to tackle the week. It's been a good one and I've even enjoyed doing my laundry.