Thursday, November 22, 2018

Motherhood: A Celestial calling

I believe motherhood is a calling from God, and like any other calling, we are entitled to His guidance and revelation to fulfill God’s plan through our calling.
When I was younger, I always dreamed of being a mother. I looked at my grandmother and mother and always thought that being a mom was the easiest and happiest job a woman could ever have. I would see them cooking, cleaning, and doing laundry, and I would think to myself: “They have a cool job”. I would play with my dolls and think highly of my parenting skills.  Like my mom and grandma, I always knew what to say, what to do and even what to cook. There was no question about it, being a mom was awesome!
My mom always knew what to say to me in moments of trial. If she didn’t, she would say nothing at first, and then come back with clear advice and wisdom to share. Every time I asked her how she knew what to say, or how did she know I was feeling sad or in trouble, she would answer: a mother’s intuition. This concept fascinated me and I always desired to experience it for myself.
When my time arrived, it came with a very shocking awakening. I had taken care of children for several years, and my training with those children made me think I was ready to be a mom. It was the complete opposite. Those first days of motherhood were overwhelming and exhausting. Though I had previously been able to calm a crying baby, it seemed like my own baby was broken because none of my techniques worked on him. I was desperately looking for the “mother’s intuition” my mom and grandma kept talking about, but with no luck. I had no idea what I was doing.  I was feeling inadequate and defeated. At times, I even wondered if I was born to be mom.
In my desperate search for my access to “mother’s intuition”, I knelt down and prayed to Heavenly Father. For some reason, it never occurred to me to ask Him for guidance in my new experience as a mom. Perhaps I thought that Heavenly Father only answered my prayers when it came to my spirituality but not the daily tasks of soothing a crying baby. Or perhaps I was embarrassed that I was not able to be the mom He wanted me to be to His little spirit. Whichever reasons crossed my mind, I am glad I decided to let go of them and humbly asked for help. “Heavenly Father” I asked, “why is my child crying? Help me, please!”  I was in tears, hoping with all my heart that He would miraculously sooth my baby. What came after that plea will forever stay with me. A simple, but very clear instruction came to my mind: “undress him.” I hurried up, undressed my baby and wrapped him in the softest blanket I could find. My baby, who had been crying non-stop for hours and had only been able to sleep in 45-minute increments since his birth, quieted down. After feeding him, he astonishingly slept for 2 whole hours.
I knew I had found the “mother’s intuition” I had been hearing about since I was a kid. It is Heavenly Father’s revelation to me, the mother of one of His precious children, whom He had sent to me to raise, care for, and love for him. Of course, He is not going to leave us alone with this celestial calling. As my children grow older and I am trying to figure out what to say, do, and sometimes even cook; I think about that experience, and get on my knees to ask for His help. The answer always comes. Sometimes it is as simple as “hug your child”, “take a nap”, or “feed them”.  Sometimes they are harder things such as “be kind”, “don’t yell”, or “be humble”. I know that we are entitled to His guidance in this calling. I have received many revelations while I was serving in His church fulfilling one of His callings, so why wouldn’t He give us revelation for the greatest and most challenging calling of all? I am grateful for this knowledge and for His help. As I see my 18-month old daughter play with her dolls and do exactly as I do to her, I hope she eventually knows that she is not alone in the journey of motherhood. 


Tuesday, October 9, 2018

My Older Brother



Recently I was tasked to create a personal introduction video.  In preparation for it, I went back to old pictures of my childhood to have some material to share. As I was looking at them, one picture really stood out to me. It was a picture of my dad, my brother and I in Arequipa, Peru.  My dad worked for the Air Force of Peru and this was his third assignment.  My memory of those times is not very clear, but I do remember everything being so new to me. The streets, the people, our chapel, our school, our new house, everything seemed big and unfamiliar. I suppose that an experience like that could make some kids nervous and a little shy. For me, it was an exciting opportunity to explore, and perhaps conquer all of those new places and make them my very own playground. But where did that confidence come from?
My parents seemed to believe that it was part of me when I came to Earth. My brother says it is because I am the middle child. But, after looking at this picture and allowing my brain to go back in time and remember how my life was then, I realized that in every new experience I’ve had my brother was always there.  When I started kindergarten, I didn’t cry because my brother was in the classroom next to me. When I joined primary, my brother was also in sharing time. When my sister was born, and my parents were caring for her, I didn’t feel left out, because my brother was always playing with me.  My confidence came from my brother, who faced all of those experiences alone, so I didn’t have to.
As a mother of two kids, I can see the differences in my own parenting style with each of my children.  I am constantly learning how to understand, discipline and nurture my older son. And every time I feel like I got it, he grows, and the behaviors and experiences are now completely new and we have to start trying to figure it out. It is never ending. I find myself making mistakes as I learn to be his mom but being able to recognize the similitude in experiences with my younger daughter.  For example, when he was a baby and would cry, I’d think he was teething. But later, I would find out that he had a double ear infection. His potty training process was harder than it had to be, because I tried to force him.  I later learned that when he was ready to do it, it took no time. I was disciplining him for an unacceptable action, only to later realize he was acting out in moments of exhaustion. These were not my best moments as a mother.
I think of my brother and the things I have seen him experience. I have seen how my parents were less hard on us that him- we were given a little more freedom and they were less strict. I used to think that it was because they were already tired and didn’t care that much about the little things. I know now that they learned with my brother, so they could be better with the younger kids. And as most parents do, they did the best they could, and were in fact great parents. I am grateful for my brother and his courage and willingness to come to our family first. He is a brave man with a noble spirit. Perhaps some of the hurt and wounds in his heart come from our family life and the learning curve of my parents to be parents.  I hope he knows how much his life and those wounds blessed mine, and how much I admire him and love him. Being the older brother gave his little sisters a sense of security, confidence and, most importantly, a forever playmate.

The impact my older brother has had on my family continues to be significant. I was a better daughter because of him. And now, understanding a little bit more from both the [aren’t and child sides, I can be a better mother to both my children. Thank you, big brother!

Monday, December 24, 2012

Navidad!

Hello!  This is Mike.  We have been oh so silent for many months, and for that, our apologies...or at least mine. 

Let me catch you up, so the last time we mentioned anything we were counting down the days to Peru.  it seems we are always counting down the days to Peru :-)  Since then, we had an amazing time in Peru.  It was a great week and a half that should've been longer.  I remember how much I love Peru and Karen's family when I go, and I am sad to leave.  But at the same time I am happy to come home to my job and apartment with my wifey. 

I started a great new job that has moved us to...TEXAS!  So no longer are we checking in from Philly, we are Texans now (but don't worry, not Cowboys fans).

So today is Christmas Eve, and we hadn't really gotten into the Spirit like in years past.  It got to the 22nd, and once we realized we would in fact be celebrating another Christmas, I decided to help out Karen in the Spirit department.  And, me, too.  She went out to get some kitchen stuff, for the turkey.  As an aside, I never understood why there was so much turkey at the holidays.  I mean, you just barely get finished with leftovers from Thanksgiving, and you buy a whole other turkey for Christmas?  Make it ham (Virginia, of course), or steak, or...well...food is yummy and I love it; so turkey is good, too :-)

So as she was out, without me (that took convincing.  I told her I needed time alone to set up her surprise), I frantically went about trying to set up Christmas for her before she returned.  This proved to be difficult as I had no idea when she would return.  But she unknowingly gave plenty of time.  I put up lights on our balcony and in the house.  I put up some garland around our serving area.  I put up the Creche, and I hung our stockings...not by a chimney with care, but still. 

She came home to a Christmas miracle.  No tree, but still Christmas-y.  This is likely the last year for many years to come where we can go light on decor, and the minimalist Christmas suited me fine.  Few presents, but all were well-thought by both of us, and a lot of time together.  My new job affords me something I haven't been used to for a while- time off.  And, more importantly, time with Karen. 

So, yes; even though we are far from Peru and Karen's family, and far from Virginia and my family, and far from Philly and the friends we made over the last 3 years- we are in closer than ever before because this year, my best present to her and her to me has been...time.

Merry Christmas,
The Garbers

Monday, May 28, 2012

Counting the days for Peru!!!

June 8th!! that's when Mike and I will be heading to Lima Peru to visit our family there. We are looking forward to see everyone but specially "abuelito". He is my sweet grandfather on my mother's side. He is one of the greatest man I've ever met and one of my greatest blessing. I love his sweet spirit and his sense of humor. He is very wise and just loves life. He recently stop working because his doctor has demanded so. There are a lot of changes coming and I'm glad we get to have a break before all the madness begins.


abuelito and I last time I was in Peru!

Monday, February 27, 2012

Valentine's day, weird looking dinner and a sweet surprise!

So this year on Valentine's Day Mike and I were extremely busy. We both have very busy lives and can only mange to see each other 3 nights a week (If we are lucky!) Valentine's week this year was no exception. We were looking at our calendar and realized we both would be working late on that day. Days before and after wouldn't work either. So we just looked at each other and decided we'll celebrate a week in advance. Which didn't really happened because I had to work late. Valentine's morning came, I had already bought a card months ago and a piece of chocolate. I woke up gave my husband a kiss, gave him his card and chocolate and head out to work really early in the morning. Our day went by as expected, work, school, more work!! I was finally home by 10:45 pm at night. I, like most of those busy days, hadn't eating a proper dinner, was starving and grumpy. I opened the door and hanged my keys, where I saw a piece of paper with the letter K on it and the beginning of what it look like an acronym. I started looking all over the house and found the rest of the letters. I was only missing one letter and couldn't seem to find it. I finally decided to open the fridge and there it was!! On top of a container with what it seemed a piece of meat. I opened and was surprise with this


It was really weird looking. But I decided to give it a try.. Huge was my surprise when I tasted it and was sooo yummy. I don't know what he put on it but is was good. I was lamb with onions and asparagus...
Mike had left his first job a little earlier to prepared this for me and my hungry night stomach before he left for his second job.

How I love my husband!

Sometimes I feel extremely tired and think I'm justified on not putting an effort to have sweet details to Mike. But Mike has shown me it is important and necessary for our relationship. I am so grateful to have busy lives. I love being really active and even though I complain sometimes of how tired I am, having little time together with my husband makes me very appreciative of what we have. Time together.


Saturday, January 14, 2012

A little bit of Christmas in January



I gave  Mike 3 tickets for Christmas to a 76ers game! I didn't buy the tickets, just gave him a card that said I would. That way he can pick the game. He found out that the 76ers were running a special which was buy 3 tickets and get 3 for free! So he decided to invite some friends over and take my sister and I too! We had so much fun! I'd forgotten how much fun those games could be! I love being in a crowd and feeling the energy of it! We cheered, sang, clapped, and jumped out of our seats the whole game. It was also cool to see my little sister's reaction to a game in America. It was her first time seeing a profesional basketball game and she told me it was just like in the movies!!! We had so much fun! After that we went to a dinner and pretty much stayed up late eating! But it was worth it! I hope this is a repeater!


and of course.. WE WON!!!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Adoption anyone?

Mike and I use this online service where we merged our pictures and came up with "an idea" of how our future children would look like...The results...well ..I'll let you decide.. This is our baby girl
and our baby boy
Aren't they...hmmm Breathtaking?? For the sake of humanity.. maybe we should adopt! *This post is just for fun! We both would feel so blessed to have the opportunity to be parents.