Our young women aren't "allowed" to charge for babysitting for the Temple or for things like adult sessions of stake conference, meetings, etc. Not allowed might be a bit over the top, but none of the parents will let them take money-and each of the girls are the ones to say that they won't so it's not just that their parents won't let them. Our YW presidency spends a lot of time talking about how it's a service and it can be the difference between some of the parents in the ward making it to the temple or not (having a willing and free babysitter vs not). That said...I think it's been about 2 years since we have had any of the YW babysit. Not for any real good reason, I just always feel like they are always posting on facebook about their social life and etc and then there's the random "I have to watch so-and-so's kids tonight instead of going to the movies" and I sure don't want to be that so-and-so that probably pays crappy (and doesn't know it!) and is hindering their life
I haven't seen the RS broadcast-I was flying home from vacation when it went on. I'm almost afraid to watch it because I've heard over and over and over at church yesterday how it was just what everyone needed to hear...and honestly, I don't think I WANT to hear what I need to hear. I'm in such a funk and it really stinks. I did renew my Temple Rec. yesterday. I haven't been in probably a year. Not because I'm "not going to the Temple" but because I'm just...not making it there. How many times I've met John up there for ward temple night after he gets off work (it's almost and hour away and so he doesn't come home first) and one or the other of us-or both of us-has a migraine, or I'm pregnant and whatever comes along with that. I told the stake president yesterday that I think we're at a point where we each jsut need to decide to go, and do it-and some of the times maybe we'll go together. I've never gone alone and honestly, it terrifies me to go alone. Not sure why.
I'm in a real bad icky place right now emotionally and spiritually. My due date was last Monday. I was hoping and praying that I would get a BFP that day-somehow I thought it would help that day be a bit better. Instead it was a BFN and my period started. On vacation. On my due date. On the day I got a BFP with Keira. It all just hit me super hard-and typing it all out it just seems so dumb!
And then at church yesterday I had no less than 4 people do the "How are you doing?" I'm fine. "Really? Are you REALLY ok? You look....well, how are you REALLY doing?" routine. Which just gets old. I know I look tired. I AM tired. All the time. I don't sleep well, I have crazy kids with crazy schedules, oh, and did I mention that we just got back from a week vacation late on Saturday night and had 9am church?But of course I burst into tears every time anyone pushes that with me. I know they mean well, but seriously, if I say I'm fine, leave me alone!
At our monthly RS meeting (we call it ALOT which is A Little of This, A Little of That) on the 14th I had some super insensitive comments made to me (I posted in Ranting about it). Things like asking me if I was pregnant-or rather coming right out and saying that they figured I was because I was looking like it. And responses to that by someone else saying that they can't believe John and I would try to have another baby. And then yet another girl asking me "so what's wrong with your girls, anyway? I've been wanting to know but haven't wanted to just come right out and ask"
Things like this make me just want to crawl in a hole. I know it's just people. But when you're around these people week in and week out it can be so very hard to see through the people to the center of why we go. And honestly, right now the only reason I go is because I feel a sense of responsibility since I'm in the RS presidency, and because the girls know when we don't go and ask why and complain if it's been too many weeks in a row without going. Which I guess is as good a reason as any for right now. As long as I can figure a way to get me out of this funk.
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Geez Heather, get over yourself.
I don't know how I'd respond in that situation. You have to be loving and be the good example, but I can only imagine how difficult that must be.
In memory of all APA babies gone too soon; always loved and never forgotten 
Slowly but surely things are falling into place, and I'm getting where I would like to be in life. It's been a loooooong process of trying to make the right choices and steer clear of the not so right ones...
Originally Posted by Shanna(h)
Seriously though, I have heard it's incredibly hard to adjust to being home from a mission, even a US mission. My husband felt totally whacked for about a week after he got back. He called me and a bunch of other people he knew from the mission the NIGHT HE GOT HOME. I never really thought about how that made his family feel, but now that you brought it up, it does seem like it was sort of rude to them. I can imagine it'd be a lot worse if he'd been speaking another language for the previous two years.
I guess I can try making a costume. I'm fair at following a pattern..
And poor Scharae...I'm really hoping the one sister at church that I could see being a help for her is there. She's a wreck about me not being there. But they're practicing for the primary program next week so she really kind of HAD to go...
I felt too guilty to say no. Thankfully it's only a small class - we started a new class (with approval from the bishopric, though it's not "official") for parents that have kids who aren't in nursery yet, just so our kids can play and be noisy and we don't have to feel embarrassed about it. I think most of the time the parents are occupied watching their kids and not paying much attention to the lesson, so that will be good for me. But I've never taught a lesson older than primary age. I probably will get up there and deliver the lesson like I would for primary. 
