What I am fighting for

 The girls & I went on an adventure

to see Temple Square in Salt Lake last Spring.

A favorite place of mine.

It's goooorrrrgeous, plus God's Spirit is so abundant.

 These 3, ooohhhh, these 3.

So darling, so spirited.

Creative, talented, energetic, independent.

And can really rattle my brain, heart, & soul!

Boy howdy, can they.

Wyatt may be physically challenging but he's CAKE really.

Our girls can make me want to run for the border some days.

 My mom is totally dying at this picture,

I'm sure of it.

 I worry probably too much about

how much attention my kids get or don't get.

I don't want the girls to resent their unique childhood

having a brother with special needs.

I am crossing my fingers and toes that it actually helps

shape their character into way awesome people.

Honestly, Bugg is so patient and chill

that it's often he who has to wait his turn while we deal

with Mia's drama, Ella's tantrum, or Addie's potty mishap.

The endless to-do's of life,

the constant "nurturing" of children (nagging, whatever),

keeping up with schedules,

maintaining marriage & family relationships,

for pete's sake!  It can be frazzling!

 But remembering God.

His Son.

Their Plan for me and my family.

I can press forward with faith.

Take deep breaths & prioritize.

Over and over again. 

 My dear friend, Tami, often asks me,

"Bree, what are you fighting for?"

She is so great to keep me on track.

"My family!" I answer.

I'm fighting to keep us safe, healthy, happy, together.

It's worth it.