Sometimes I Feel L O S T
At 30 something I think I should have a pretty good grasp on who I am.
Me. Myself. I. Lindsey.
But I don’t. Exactly. Let me explain.
I am who I am, flaws and all but I still want to be a better version of myself. BUT I find that I compare myself to others too much. I don’t always love myself. I want to be more like someone else instead of embracing who I am and making improvements to be a better version of ME.
I think at the core of this, is my faith. It’s not as strong as it should be. It’s something I need to focus on and work on strengthening. Just like my muscles but that’s a conversation for another day. My relationship with God isn’t what I need it to be.
There is always room for improvement.
Easter was wonderful. The boys are at the age where things are all new and so fun. Exactly 1.5 years old this week. When did that happen?
Last year they were all smiles and rolly-polly fun. This year they were running around, picking up eggs in their first egg hunt!
Grandma Dee spoiled them rotten. Two Easter baskets each! As well as new boots, hats, and bouncy horses. It was like Christmas morning practically. She said, “That’s what Grandma’s do.”
The Bush side of the family lives about 1.5 hours southeast of Dallas and it’s fun to get out in the country for a bit and let the boys run around. Barbed wire fences make me nervous, so not too much roaming. Lots of yummy food and visiting with family made for a great Saturday.
Sunday we went to church and The Hubs forgot the diaper bag. Trying to wrangle/entertain the Nuggets during mass without snacks or toys wasn’t easy but we managed with just a few meltdowns. We did skip the egg hunt at church because we were basket-less, snack-less, drink-less and figured it was time for lunch and a nap.
After they woke up I remember, ‘hey…we got them an Easter basket too’.
Post nap Easter basket fun.
And this is what it’s like to be a twin mom….they’re never both looking at the camera. Its like a chupacabra sighting, totally elusive. That’s a throw back to my San Antonio days. You don’t even want to know the noises I was making trying to get them to look at the camera. My neighbors locked their doors.
Holidays are that much more exciting with the Nuggets. Remembering the importance behind the holiday is what we will do better to focus on and guide the boys to recognize it’s not just about candy or presents. Easter wouldn’t exist without the resurrection of Christ.
“He is not here, for He has Risen, just as He said…” — Matthew 28:6