Where O' where has the time gone?

Well I get married in 13 days! I cant believe it! I have been Soooooo bad a blogging lately. So after we get married were going down to southern Utah for our honeymoon. It will be a blast. I am really excited. We will then move to Arizona on the 26th of november and I am pretty depressed about that but I guess there is not alot I can do about that. I just have to make the best of it and pretend I like (who knows maybe I will)

I have been working like crazy! And I know know how I feel about that! I am pooped all the time and all I want to do it sleep. But I guess we cant get everything can we?

I had to work this morning yes on a sunday unfortunatly and I hit a poor racoon on my way to work. I was pretty depressed about it and I dont know how I feel about it yet. I can tell you I had a massive panic attack and started crying like a big Ol' baby. Yes I know it was just a racoon but it was so sad It had a family and everything... I think I may go try to find the thing!



I hope you are good!

Sometimes I seem to get enough...

I have been planning this wedding like mad okay well my mom has. It really irritates me because it is her wedding half the time and not mine. I have switched jobs and I feel like crap today I dont know why...
After the wedding we are moving to arizona so stefen can go to school I am pretty nervous.

Getting Married!

I am getting married! Yes isnt it sooo exciting? I am so excited the stess of all this is a pain but when it will all be done I will be so happy!

Lots of travel

I hope I can get pictures on here soon. I went to park city manti and a golf course half way up parleys. I am sleeping but I had s0oooo much fun! It was nice to go down to the pageant and have fun watching our church history unfold. A really cool experiance happened. There was this protestor guy who was telling us that we needed to denounce joespeh smith etc. Well he was acroos the street we needed to cross to get to the car. THere was about 200 of us waiting to cross. Well as we begin to cross the group of us break out in the song praise to the man so we wouldnt have to listen to the protestor well so here we are singing and walking and the protestor is speaking but no words were coming out. It was wonderful. What the power of song can do.

Stefen and I are doing fabulously! I hope something comes soon....

Gumption...

What the heck the above title has to do with anything I have NO idea! But it is my favorite word...
So this week is a pretty tragic week Stefen and his family is on a cruise to Alaska, My mom is going to Cancun, Kayley and my grandma are going to Moab and my little neighbors who would my emergancy contacts for this week are on a cruise to the bahamas. Then there is me who gets to stay home.... O well..
I am hopefully starting a new team at work. My new shift will be at 445 am to 115 pm it will be just fabulous to have a life again!
I am more in love with stefen each day. I love that kid he is so perfect for me!
Well thats all for now!

Miss you like crazy

Well this just is to show how twitterpated I am....
Stef went out of town yesterday and I miss him so much!
To tell you the truth I miss him EVERYDAY!
Well about a month ago I had a sobe...
And on my lid lo and behold there were words!
They read this...
Miss You Like Crazy!
I got the biggest grin on my face...
I swore that stef did that to me on purpose
yes he undid the safty measure
typed 4 little words on there
put it back on
and made sure I bought it!
Now this is pretty impossible I know
But at the time I didnt think it was
Well then today I was gettin in my purse
and there it was!
The best sobe cap in the whole world!
With the most 4 perfect words!
It made my miss him a little less.

My talk....

So for mothers day I had to oppertunity to give a talk... For anyone who was in my old ward you probably remember last years talk! I was so nervous gave my talk in 3 min and it wasnt that good. This year I think I did a little better and I felt much better about what I wrote. I was the first one the speak and didnt like that. BUt it was pretty fun I suppose.

For those of you who don’t know me my name is Bri. I am the oldest daughter of Caren Whatcott. We moved into this ward a month ago after living in Kearns for 16 years to the day. My youngest sister is Kayley and is 16. The twins who live with my dad are Megan and Mandy, they are 19. I work at Convergys and Seagull Book with my mom. My mom also works at JetBlue.
I have been asked to speak about mothers and then their influence in my life. I looked up mother in the dictionary and it returned 16 definitions some of which include:
A female person who is pregnant with or gives birth to a child
A woman who raises a child
A female ancestor
A woman who creates, originates, or founds something (example is the discovery of radium. Marie Curie is the mother to the atomic age.)
Maternal love and tenderness.
Don’t you find it funny where it barley talks about children in the dictionary reference? In fact only 4 of the 16 sentences bring in the true meaning of mother.
But what is a mother?
I asked around to my family, friends, and coworkers and these are the answers I got.
A friend or mentor
I can talk to her about anything
She loves me unconditionally
Gives support
Is there NO matter what
A mother doesn’t just give birth to you she wipes your nose, sits with you when you can’t sleep and teaches you to drive even if she fears for her life
Protects me from harm
Keeps the bad people away
Keeps the monsters away
Is excited for everything you do
I want to share some experiences with you that have influenced me.
My mother taught me to drive although I was such a bad driver that I think she gave up and made my dad finally take me. When I got my license she would let me use her car to run to the store for her and other little errands. I did many damages to her car like scratch it with my car, side swipe into another car with her van and probably many more. I got my first car when I was 17 and within 10 days I totaled it. I think she was relieved that I was off the road. Don’t worry I am much safer now. I am now trying to teach my sister how to drive and I don’t know how mothers have such patience with teaching new drivers to drive. I admirer any mother who can do this successfully.
While my mom was pregnant with each of us and for some time after we were born she would write in a journal for us. It contains such things like how she felt that particular time and how excited she was. I want to share 2 of my favorites with you from my book. “We started talking about names tonight and interesting things like furniture etc. We are so excited to have you” How exciting is it to watch a new mother when she is pregnant I think it is such a joy to watch. The second one “I went to the doctor today I heard your heartbeat it was so exciting! It beats so fast!” these 2 little entries show love before I was even born.
The last experience I want to share with you is about protecting us from monsters. When we younger my twin sisters and I slept in the basement. Because it was just us three down there we were often terrified of the big scary monsters. My mom one night came down and said I have monster spray (later to find out it was just water with perfume) but we thought she was so magical with the monster spray. It really worked the monsters didn’t come visit us ever again.
In each of these situations it of sorts shows that my mother’s way is the perfect way to be a mother. But there isn’t a perfect way to be a mother. M. Russell Ballard, explained this perfectly in the talk "Daughters of God," Ensign, May 2008, 108
There is no one perfect way to be a good mother. Each situation is unique. Each mother has different challenges, different skills and abilities, and certainly different children. The choice is different and unique for each mother and each family. Many are able to be “full-time moms,” at least during the most formative years of their children’s lives, and many others would like to be. Some may have to work part-or full-time; some may work at home; some may divide their lives into periods of home and family and work. What matters is that a mother loves her children deeply and, in keeping with the devotion she has for God and her husband, prioritizes them above all else.
I am impressed by countless mothers who have learned how important it is to focus on the things that can only be done in a particular season of life. If a child lives with parents for 18 or 19 years, that span is only one-fourth of a parent’s life. And the most formative time of all, the early years in a child’s life, represents less than one-tenth of a parent’s normal life. It is crucial to focus on our children for the short time we have them with us and to seek, with the help of the Lord, to teach them all we can before they leave our homes. This eternally important work falls to mothers and fathers as equal partners. I am grateful that today many fathers are more involved in the lives of their children. But I believe that the instincts and the intense nurturing involvement of mothers with their children will always be a major key to their well-being. In the words of the proclamation on the family, “Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children” (“The Family: A Proclamation to the World,” Liahona, Oct. 2004, 49; Ensign, Nov. 1995, 102).
I would like to share a poem with you…
M is for all the woman in your life that act as a mom, mommy, mother, grandmother, and matriarch
O is for octopus… Somehow a mother can talk on the phone, hold the baby, cook, read, and stop you from getting that cookie all at the same time.
T is for tape… Like glue tape holds things together. Unlike glue tape is strong. There are many strengths and with that mothers know what strengths to use with each situation.
H is for help… A mother not only knows when to ask for help but is always willing to give help to those who need it
E is for excuse. A mother never needs an excuse to love her child. She never needs an excuse to take time for her child to read a story or listen to accounts of the day. The chores will always wait.
R is for rock. Stable and strong a mother is always there. Rocks are used for building foundations and the foundation of a family is mother.
Gordon B. Hinckley said this in the book one bright shining hope:
Life is never a failure until we call it such. There are so many who need your helping hands, your loving smile, your tender thoughtfulness.
I want to switch gears for a moment and talk about frustrations of a mother.
Although all mothers are awesome how many times do mother lose patience? I found another poem that although I am not a mother I think it describes those frustrating moments in any mothers life. It’s called “I want to be locked up” by Jeanna Fuchs:

I want to be locked up
Away from everything
Free from all the craziness
A mother’s day can bring

No planning, shopping, cooking
Three healthy meals a day
Served up with love to finicky kids
Who throw most of it away

No constant interruptions
Dirty laundry on the floor
Driving everyone everyplace
Sibling rivalry (Its war!)

No one asking me to do things
Getting mad if I forget
Me giving up on my very self
I’m the family marionette

Prison sometimes looks appealing
(Or maybe the loony bin)
I get free time and three square meals a day
With nothing to do I WIN!

I want to be locked up
For freedom time and such
There’s just one obstacle for me
I love my kids too much!

I love this poem. Like I said I am not a mother. But I have felt this way when babysitting or watching my sisters.
In teachings of Gordon B Hinckley he tells this story:
A mother I know had experienced a rough day with her 2 little boys and a score of other problems. She was weary when her husband returned in the evening. Then something else went wrong and in desperation she cried out “I QUIT” to which her 4 year old son responded “you can’t quit. You’re the mother.”
How often do we get stressed out and forget why we were sent to this earth?
Thomas Wolfe said: there is no spectle on earth more appealing than that of a beautiful woman in the act of cooking dinner for someone she loves. President Hinckley adds this: cuddling a baby, leading a child in prayer, counseling a strong son or daughter, or comforting a tired companion.
Along with what president Hinckley said about counseling a son or daughter. I love that he points this out. Some of my fondest memories along with my sisters is when my mom sat down and talked with us about some of our issues that we were having. Although we were all stubborn teenagers and she didn’t think we were really getting what she said to us, we listened. Maybe it didn’t seem like it but I have never been so thankful in my life as to the words she gave us.
President Hinckley said:
Are these perilous times? They are. But there is no need to fear. We can have peace in our hearts and peace in our home. We can be an influence for good in this world every one of us.

I would like to bear my testimony. I love my mother. My mother has great influence in my life and I wouldn’t be who I am today without her. Someday if I am anything like her I will say I have succeeded in my goal of being somewhat like her. I know that mothers were sent here for a reason. If we didn’t have them where would be. I am grateful for the opportunity to someday have children of my own and nurture them. I love this church more than anything. I know it is true I know god and his son Jesus live. Happy mother’s day to all you moms.