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(This is actually a rather serious post from me. You’ve been warned.)

10 years ago today, this precious little girl officially made me a mother and changed my life forever, in ways I couldn’t have possibly imagined before.


I say “officially” because I’d already started thinking of myself as a mum when I was still pregnant with Glam. That was when it hit me that my values and priorities would be the example my daughter would see and copy, and I decided—firmly and irrevocably—that she deserved the best example I could set for her. From my perspective, that means my values and priorities need to be aligned with the gospel of Jesus Christ, which required a pretty sharp change of direction for me at that time.

Before my daughter was born, I committed myself (for the first time, really; but that’s a different, much longer story for another time) to living as a true disciple of Jesus Christ and to keeping the sacred covenants I made in the holy temple. But that doesn’t mean I never screw up. Does that make me a hypocrite? I don’t think so: making mistakes isn’t hypocritical; according to Dictionary.com, hypocrisy requires pretense — feigning possession of certain values/principles/beliefs while intentionally, consciously acting contrary to said values/principles/beliefs. In our society today I think we tend to throw around accusations of “hypocrisy” a bit too casually, when what we really mean is “inconsistency.” I will absolutely cop to being inconsistent — yes, I profess to believe in the doctrines Jesus Christ taught and I try to live them, but I’m still human, and I can be as stubborn, prideful, selfish, authoritarian, etc. as the next person. But I do try. And I fall. And I get up and try again. And then something else trips me up and I fall again. But I will always get up one more time than I fall.

While this dramatic change in my life started off as something I chose to do primarily for my daughter, it’s really about me AND my family now. It’s who I am. Yes, setting a good example for Glam is still VERY important to me; but she’s old enough to make a lot more of her own choices (and to live with the consequences of those choices), and she’s definitely her own person, with interests and talents that are far different from mine. However, sometimes I forget there’s still a lot of “monkey see, monkey do” in her behaviour, and sometimes there are stark reminders that I need to adjust something on my end; but most of the time I think she’ll be okay.


Happy 10th birthday, Glam! You’re growing into an amazing young woman, and I’m so pleased to have the privilege of being your mum. ❤