Little Girls

"Little girls, little girls
Everywhere I turn I can see them
Little girls, little girls
Night and day I eat, sleep, and breathe them..."

Do you know that song that Miss Hannigan sings in Annie?

Last weekend I was feeling a little like Miss Hannigan (minus the alcohol).

What drove me to that point, you ask? Well, sparing the gruesome details, let me tell you. A certain three-month-old decided to break her awesome streak by eating every two hours around the clock (yes, nights too). And a certain two and a half-year-old decided to break her awesome streak by forgetting to use the potty. There may have been poop smeared on my carpet at one point. There may have been tears shed by all three of us at different points.

In desperation I turned on a few talks from General Conference in an attempt to bring the Spirit back into my grumpy home.

And I heard this:
"God bless you wonderful mothers and fathers in Zion. He has entrusted to your care His eternal children. As parents we partner, even join, with God in bringing to pass His work and glory among His children. It is our sacred duty to do our very best." (Elder Perry)

"...The work of patience boils down to this: keep the commandments; trust in God, our Heavenly Father; serve Him with meekness and Christlike love; exercise faith and hope in the Savior; and never give up. The lessons we learn from patience will cultivate our character, lift our lives, and heighten our happiness. . ." (President Uchtdorf)

And from our Prophet:
""Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He will direct thy paths" . . . As we leave this conference, I invoke the blessings of Heaven upon each of you. As you return to your homes around the world, I pray our Heavenly Father will bless you and your families. May the messages and spirit of this conference find expression in all that you do--in your homes, in your work, in your meetings, and in all your comings and goings. I love you. I pray for you. May God bless you. May His promised peace be with you now and always."

I heard those words and, miraculously, peace reigned in my home again.

Also, miraculously, I was able to put down my frustrations and pick up my patience. I even forgot about the carpet as I squeezed my little girl until we both collapsed in giggles. And I remembered what a sweet experience it is to feed and rock my little baby (even if it was for like the 20th time that day).

And at the end of the day I could say, with none of Miss Hannigan's sarcasm:
"Some women are dripping in diamonds,
Some women are dripping in pearls.
Lucky me! Lucky me!
Look at what I'm dripping with,
Little girls!"