Finding God in Applesauce and Naps

I mentioned before that “W” was teething this week. It was pretty bad: one day in particular I couldn’t get him to nap or eat anything (other than nursing) and I was getting really worried. As I was trying to get him to sleep at nap time I felt really overwhelmed and incompetent. As I was sitting with him I remembered a blessing my Dad had given to me when “W” was just a few months old. In it he had blessed me to “know what to do” for “W.” When I remembered that I started to pray, asking over and over that I would know what to do for him. The impression came to try something we had done to help “W” get to sleep when he was much smaller, but it had stopped working a month or two earlier. I tried it, and a few minutes later “W” was ready to take a nap. It was amazing.

Later, after “W” woke up, and I was worrying over getting him to eat, I said the same prayer, asking to know what to do for him. The thought came, “try applesauce.” Now, I had tried applesauce on him several times recently, and he would never eat it, so it didn’t really make sense. But I decided to try it again, so I got him some apple sauce, and he ate it! Applesauce, cheerios, oat cereal, and water are pretty much all he’s eaten the past few days, but it’s something!

Naps and eating, two such normal, unimpressive things, but they make a world of difference. It was comforting for me this week to have the blessing I was given be fulfilled and my prayers answered, multiple times, in an interconnected way. It made me think of one of my favorite scriptures (and part of the inspiration for this blog): 1 Kings 19:11-12

“11. And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake:

12. And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.”

We don’t have to have big, impressive things happen to see God in our lives, so often it is in the small, normal things, the things that we can count on happening to us, that we find him, like knowing how to get a baby to take a nap and eat some applesauce.


Five Normal Happy Things in My Life

Not gonna lie folks, today was a rough day, and teething nearly got the better of me and “W.” However, there were bright spots throughout the day, and as I was thinking about it I realized there are certain things I can almost always count on being a good part of my day. They’re all little, “normal” things, but they make me happy.

1. “W” almost always does something funny. Today it was carrying things in his mouth so he could have his hands free to move himself around. The best one was probably when he was holding a paper towel roll (just the inside) in his mouth, he looked just like a dog with a bone.

2. Food. I like food, a lot. Today I made bread using a new recipe. It only had to raise once and didn’t have to be kneaded at all. It was amazing. I even managed to do everything, including grease the pans, while holding “W” with one arm. Now I have homemade bread to eat! I also opened a new package of peeps (you know, those bits of marshmallow joy). It was wonderful: they were so soft and squishy, and fun to eat. I’ll be sad when they’re gone and I have to wait a year to have them again (because the nasty flavored ones they sell during other holidays are an affront to mankind).

3. I have a husband who is more patient and caring than the day is long (good thing too, since it has to last all day). This morning at 5:30 (“W” woke up at 4:30 and I finally got him up around 5:00), he heard me crying over changing “W” and came and told me to go back to bed and he’d take over, even though he’d taken him the morning before too.

4. Good movies and books. Today I started rewatching The Fellowship of the Rings. Those movies are the best–I compare everything else to them. However, it’s extremely discouraging to me that the guy who plays Aragorn looks totally stoned in real life. It’s true! I just need to stop looking up actors and actresses, it ruins things for me. Like, did you know Sean Bean is on his fourth wife? For. Reals. Thanks Wikipedia.

5. A nicely made bed. I love making beds, it makes me feel like I’ve really accomplished something to look at a bed with all the sheets tucked in nice and tight, the pillows in a nice, plump, even row, with the quilt pulled up over everything nice and evenly, and the bankets folded perfectly at the end of the bed. I love it!

There, those are things that happen to me or that I do something with pretty much every day, and I’m so glad they do!

Shouldn’t Normal be Easy?

I was about half-way through the day today, and I was thinking, “gee, I have nothing to blog about.” I mean, sure, this blog is about my normal life, but no one wants to read a list of what I ate for breakfast (since I’m not a food blogger). Finally, I pulled myself together and decided we should go to the library. I had a few books to return, and there’s never a bad time to pick up a few new books.

So, I squashed “W” into his carseat and toted him out to our super slinky van. I started driving away and thought, “gee, it sounds like I’m driving a boat.” But it wasn’t till I was out of the parking lot and on the road that I thought there must really be something wrong. I thought I should pull over when I got to the next grocery store, but as it approached I thought, “naw.” But just before I passed it I changed my mind and decided if something was nagging at me I might as well stop and take a quick look. I pulled into the parking lot and jumped out to look at the tires. Sure enough! The  back passenger-side wheel was blown out. Woot, woot! Way to heed a prompting!

Happily, we have AAA so I called them up and they sent someone out to change the tire. In the meantime, “W” and I popped into the grocery store where I bought myself a package of mint Milanos and bought “W” a package of peach puffs. Then we sat in the entrance and “W” flirted shamelessly with everyone that walked in or out.

By the time the person came to change the tire we were both getting a little tired, so we sat in the car and snacked. Finally we made it home, just in time to put “W” down for a nap.

I guess getting a flat tire is normal, but it seems like normal should feel a little easier and more natural. I’m sure glad I stopped to check in the grocery store parking lot though, rather than getting stuck on the side of a busy road. I guess God knew we’d need those cookies and peach puffs to get through it with a smile.

Spring Walks and Lost Socks

Today the weather was beautiful! It seems Spring is finally moving in and setting up camp here in upstate New York (can I get a hallelujah!?). I took my little rascal on a long walk outside. He’s teething and the only things that make him really happy right now are Cheerios and walks. We walked to the little park near us and I held him on the swing for a little, then we kept walking along the little wilderness trail that leads to the big park in the center of town. “W” enjoyed the walk, especially watching the little stream and the people who walked by. As he looked around I walked and called my Dad to talk life insurance.

We turned around and headed back once “W” started getting wiggly (and I was definitely feeling tired). We were almost back to the apartment when I discovered that somewhere along the way we had lost both baby socks. Good thing they were from Walmart! There was no way I was going back to look for them. Hopefully some small woodland creature enjoys them.

We got back and I began to wonder if I was having some sort of heart attack–my entire upper chest really hurt, but after I didn’t die I decided it must be a combination of being terribly out of shape and carrying a ridiculously large baby around for a walk (no stroller for a teething baby, oh, no!).

I loved the chance to get outside though. I noticed what looked like some kind of tulips or daffodils pushing their way up through the dirt. I almost always find myself thinking of God when I’m outside, and how glad I am he created such a beautiful world, and I wonder if he finds joy in the individual flowers, trees, and funny little squirrels the same way I do.

Just a little glimpse into the highs and lows of my normal Mormon life: a beautiful spring day, a chubby baby, teething, and lost socks.