Thursday, May 22, 2014

The Fortune Cookie Tender Mercy

Last Saturday I decided to make Chinese food. After dinner, I noticed the fortune cookie on top of our microwave. Allow me just to say that this cookie has been sitting there for months.

As I read my fortune, the timing was perfect. Not that I really put much belief into random fortune cookies. But this one was like a little tender mercy.

Allow me to explain my dearest wish.

Sometime near the beginning of this year, Casey's job cut out all overtime. I thought we were budgeting under so all of his overtime money could be saved. I thought wrong. All of the sudden, we had a giant budget cut. We were already living so simply, there wasn't anything else to cut out really. But his company promised that they would do performance reviews soon and promised a huge raise.

We kept waiting and praying for that raise. For some reason, we had our own definition of huge--enough to cover the overtime loss for starters. (And he wasn't working that many hours overtime!) Eventually the raise came and his company had their own definition of huge--50 cents. There was no way that this was going to continue to work. But Casey was right in the middle of the semester and didn't have time to think about dealing with a change.

When he initially accepted the job, we were thrilled because it was A JOB! I had already quit my job but Casey didn't have anything to replace it. And we were desperate. At the time of acceptance, we knew it was a very low paying job but it was his only offer. And any job was better than none. He was hired with the promise he could work as much overtime as he wanted and they would get performance cash bonuses every paycheck. (Both of these policies changed once his company was bought out.)

The semester ended with a 4.0 GPA (Congrats, Honey Bunny!!!). And we knew change had to happen. The change was not going to be a huge pay raise at his current job. So we started searching for new jobs. I would look for anything that I thought was even remotely related to his AS degree and a possible internship swap for his BS degree. I kept emailing him possibilities then he would sort through them as well as search himself and apply for everything that he was actually qualified for.

Sometime near the start of last week, Casey heard back from one of the applications he submitted and wanted to schedule an interview. That interview was one week ago yesterday. I wasn't holding my breath. Likely there would be several more interviews at various different companies--at least that has been our track record. He said the interview went so well and he they were impressed. We prayed.

The next morning (last Thursday), we know they emailed his references. That afternoon, he was trying to figure out where to email a follow-up thank you letter. During his searching and trying to remember all the names of people who interviewed him, he received an email from one of the supervisors requesting a second interview. Casey was excited and scheduled his second interview for Monday morning.

I ate the fortune cookie in between his first and second interviews.

All Monday morning, I am dying to hear how it went. He finally comes home with an answer to that fortune cookie. They offered him two jobs on the spot! I couldn't believe it! TWO jobs--they wanted Casey to choose which one he would like better. I know the fortune cookie is a little thing but it meant a lot to me. A reminder of Heavenly Father's love for us.

Yesterday Casey signed his acceptance letter and submitted his two weeks notice! Wahoo! We feel so blessed. So very, very blessed and grateful. And deeply loved by Heavenly Father. I know He really does hear an answer every prayer--sometimes it takes months of waiting with lessons to be learned in the process. But I know He is mindful of us.

We continue to pray that the next two weeks will transition smoothly. That somehow switching insurance and the timing of pay checks will work out miraculously. And I know that somehow it will--even if its not what we expect right now!

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The Perfect Mother's Day Moment

Every mom dreams of the "ideal" Mother's Day. You know... flowers and breakfast in bed. Clean kitchen. Hair curled. Angel children at church. Etc.

Well Sunday, I had my perfect Mother's Day moment. But believe me it was far from the "ideal" make believe dream. 

I was the first one up because the Baby now sits on my bladder and I constantly feel like I have to go to the bathroom. Casey slept in then made breakfast--waffles that stuck to the waffle iron and burnt pancakes (but he was nice enough to give me the two that didn't turn black!). Dishes everywhere while trying to get all three of us in and out of the shower in record time. (Note to self: take baths on Saturday!!) 

But we were on time to church!! And my ward had a lovely mingle for all the sisters.That part can fall into the "ideal" category. 

That wasn't what made the perfect moment though. Casey picks Devin up from nursery and they come find me. Devin is wailing. "Bwankie." I try bribing him with a hug and left over apple slice from the mingle. He's inconsolable. We go get our coats. Casey tries to help Devin. Devin loudly whines "Mommy!" and refused to let Casey help. We get in the car. Devin crying and insists I have to awkwardly stretch my arm from the front seat the whole ride home so we can hold hands. 

We come inside and get blanket. I can't understand him through his almost constant tears. He then piles blanket, Elmo, a board book, the leftover three apple slices, and himself on my lap. Cuddle with a story while eating apples. And nap time. I sing to him and give him a kiss then shut his door. "Mommy!" I hear through his whimpers. Finally it is quiet and he's asleep. 

This really was my favorite moment during the day. Mother's Day is not about flowers or chocolate or a new necklace. It's about love. Love from a child to mommy. And from mom to baby. And even though Devin wasn't expressing himself very well, I know that's what he meant. "I love you Mommy! I love you enough to trust you. I trust you can help me feel better and know someone cares about me." Devin turned to me for nurturing. He turned to me for assurance. He turned to me for comfort. And that is what being a mother is all about--unconditional love! Something I watched my own Mommy give so freely but I only barely began to understand as I became a mommy myself. 

P. S. Casey totally did all the dishes during nap time. He really is amazing!!

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Reaching for the Savior

Sacrament today with our little one proved to be a memorable experience. Somehow when the bread gets passed to us, Devin seems to forget all patience and wants to grab a whole fistful. Thankfully I was able to intercept and he only took one piece of bread. But it was immediately followed by a loud begging for more.

As the water tray approached, my little boy turned into an octopus. I'm not kidding. Somehow his two tiny arms are mass multiplied into eight lightning speed hands reaching for all the cups. I'm trying to contain his arms and take the tray while the only thing I can think about is water spilling everywhere. Thankfully we managed. We each drank one little cup, put it back and were able to pass the tray on with only a few drops of water on my skirt.

Honestly, I didn't think much more about it. But then our brand new Bishop (sustained today) stood up to share his testimony. He talked about how he saw little Devin reaching for the sacrament as we tried to stop him. He related it to how we all need to be reaching toward the Savior and how he hoped Devin would always keep reaching for Him.

Our Bishop's words touched my heart. And reminded me that the Sacrament is not about containing an almost two year old octopus but rather me personally reaching for the Savior and letting Him in my life.