Prayer is more powerful than I have ever realized.
Our Heavenly Father truly cares about the little details of our life.
A thin layer of dust on furniture isn't going to kill anyone.
Children and husbands are satisfied with soup and sandwiches for dinner most nights.
My kids can clean bathrooms better than most adults.
When there is a test to study for, vacuuming and laundry look like a mini vacation.
Positive thinking and a confident smile can get you past almost any hurdle.
My husband loves me so much that my "wins" are his too.
I can multitask with the best: cooking dinner, helping kids with homework, and studying flashcards taped to the kitchen cupboard all at once.
A thoughtful friend bringing a meal over for your family honestly touches your soul.
That its okay to check out for 30 minutes to regroup...even if there's a stack of clothes to fold.
Our floors haven't been washed in two weeks and no one has died...or noticed.
That losing myself in service makes me appreciate the blessings that I have so much more.
That sitting with a patient and listening to their stories can be the strongest kind of medicine.
Visualization is a powerful tool.
It's okay to be in "survival mode" sometimes.
That kids feel good when they can help you study.
Peers that help and encourage are a treasured gift.
That the toughest day looks better after a run with your headphones blaring Foo Fighters.
Sometimes just a hug from your bestest friend is better than a long conversation about your problems.
That the words "I am proud of you" mean so much more when you are working your butt off.
That I can do hard things.
Inspirational people can be found everywhere.
That when you are knee deep in case studies and care plans, the thought of having the time to repaint your son's bedroom sounds as good as a tropical paradise.
That packing your kids Lunchables for four days in a row doesn't mean you love them any less.
That 16 weeks flies by.
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