somewhere in the middle of yesterday
At the end of yesterday, at the very end, after I had fed, and read, and testified, and prayed, and coaxed, and washed, and combed, and consoled, and sandwiched, and packed, and taught, and coached, and hurried, and kissed, and reminded, and wiped, and bused, and fieldtripped, and Costcoed, and Targeted, and unloaded, and restocked, and put away, and perspired, and tracked down, and dropped off, and encouraged, and picked up, and tutored, and picked up again, and talked, and listened, and bolstered, and picked up again, and nurtured, and cajoled, and cooked, and fed, and curriculum-nighted, and helped, and edited, and re-edited, and kissed, and prayed, and kissed, and goodnighted, at the very end of all that...Olivia showed up in my dark sewing room and asked me if I had any "cardboard" so she could make a pyramid for her game project that was due tomorrow.
I didn't handle it well. I was all out of nurture. And it was only by the grace of God that she made it out of the room alive. Well, that, and David showed up just in time.
Yesterday was so exhausting--mentally, physically, emotionally--that by the end I could only make animal noises.
David said, "Do you want to talk about it?"
I said yes and did my best. I started with, "I am a wonder!" at the top of my lungs, but then the rest of it dissolved into gibberish followed by primal hoots and grunts and whoops and deep bellows of frustration. I finished by saying, "Ay, carumba!"
At which we both dissolved into laughter.
He rubbed my back for a while, and it is not too much to say that it was the best twenty minutes of the whole day.
Have you heard? Even if you are a wonder, it is still the hardest job in the whole world. I mean, I was playing a gold medal game yesterday. You should have seen it: mothering and homemaking and serving and giving and blessing and nurturing and all with patience and compassion and perseverance and inspiration all day long, but then I lost it in the final minutes of competition.
You can’t possibly do this alone, but you have help. The Master of Heaven and Earth is there to bless you—Yours is the work of salvation, and therefore you will be magnified, compensated, made more than you are and better than you have ever been as you try to make honest effort, however feeble you may sometimes feel that to be.
Remember, remember all the days of your motherhood: “Ye have not come thus far save it were by the word of Christ with unshaken faith in him, relying wholly upon the merits of him who is mighty to save.
-Elder Jeffrey R. Holland