Part of the reason I went to Utah this weekend was to help Hillary on the plane with her little ones. I was of some help in the airport but by the time we were boarding the plane I was feeling sick. I ended up vomiting and spending much of the flight in the bathroom. Samantha had been sick that day but was luckily feeling much better and was a great help with Audrey. When I was in my seat, near Hillary & Hannah, I felt very impressed with what a wonderful Mom Hillary is.
I have certainly had those thoughts about Julia too - about how great she is with her girls. Being on the observational side now I am struck again with how much patience and self-sacrifice it takes to be a mom, from the moment of pregnancy through forever. I have always hoped that my girls would choose to have babies when they and their husbands wanted them and felt inspired to have them, and not out of any pressure to be a typical Mormon woman. I see how hard they work and I also see the sheer joy on my girl's faces - pure love for their babies in the middle of all the craziness - which shows why they & their husbands have made the choices they've made. And then I look back at how crazy Reggie and I were to have so many kids, so close together. We had each one of them when we wanted and when we felt inspired to do so, and I hope the pure love I had for them was showing on my face too. So if by inspiration my girls choose to be what others see as the typical Mormon woman, or not, there's nothing wrong with that, either way.
I am now on the mend. It was about a 12 hours virus. But I can't help think about all the newly pregnant women out there who have a few months of morning sickness to endure. I am in awe of them, I wish them luck, and think that they, along with my girls, are absolutely in the category of "strong, successful, independent women". I am also grateful for the daddies that are right by their side, doing whatever they can to help.