Sunday, May 30, 2010
Lydia is thrilled that her daddy is home every day now, and when she's not requesting to watch Up, she is insisting on helping him. As she told me yesterday, "You stay here. I need to go outside and see Daddy and my grandpa."
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Sin is a terrible thing. We become comfortable in it and it spreads.
There are people in my life who are very hard to like. I don't like the situations that bring them into my life, nor do I like their behavior within it. It is frustrating to watch people make one bad mistake after another, and it's even worse when they bring down a lot of good people with them.
Suffice it to say I often lack charity and mercy when confronted with these people. My only defense is that I do not know how to love them. This is a true situation where I wish I knew what Jesus would do.
I have finally given myself a firm talking to and then submitted it all to God. I went to confession and feel a good deal better. The challenge, of course, is to continue to submit to God and to be ever mindful of Him. I believe firmly that I will improve in this; I want Heaven too badly not to.
The funny thing is, I did not come to this end in a moment of prayer or while reading my Bible. No, I was looking at my acne in the bathroom mirror and I began to think of Dorian Gray, the man whose life was as horrible as he was beautiful, while all of his ghastly deeds showed themselves only on a portrait of him that hung in secret. "Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man's face," Wilde wrote. And when Dorian shows Basil his portrait he tells Basil, "It is the face of my soul."
As I thought about my outbreak I wondered - stress? cycle? weather? sin? Maybe or maybe not, but it got me to stop worrying about my face and start wondering about my soul.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
This spring Travis has decided that birds that get inside are not the only ones that need to die. If it nests on our house, and poops all over our sidewalks, porches and railings... well it's put itself on the hit list.
My dear husband has kept this bb gun by the back door so that he can shoot to kill any time he sees fit. In a very redneck move, he actually shot at one bird through the living room window screen. What can I say, we've got class.
So far he has killed 7 birds, 4 of them being barely-feathered baby birds sitting in the nest, awaiting their mother.
Where is his heart, you may ask yourself? Well, I'm pretty sure the part of his heart reserved for birds died the day he had to clean up massive amounts of apple bird poop all over our house.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
April 8, 2010
501 Newark St.
Metropolis, MN 73247
Dear Clark Kent,
I don't know if anyone's told you this before, but...uh...well...I know you're Superman. All you do is change clothes, take off your glasses, and twirl your hair. I mean, come on! At least with your powers you could get plastic surgery everytime you go "Super-man!" Just giving you a heads up. Hey, by the way, do you wear Superman PJs or something? 'Cause that would be kind of redundant. I heard that you really wear Chuck Norris PJs.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
2. Thank God for PBS Kids, and more specifically for Super Why! It makes parenting soooo much easier. (And blogging!) I also love how Lydia interacts with it - calling out the Super Letters that show up on the screen.
3. Here's our garden. Besides the fact that we need to hoe it very badly - doesn't it look great?! Green onions, two rows of lettuce, sugar snap peas and green beans in the back. We also still have some room to plant some tomatoes, peppers and herbs; the latter two we tried to grow from seeds. Tried = epic fail.
4. How cute is this kid?
5. My grandmother-in-law called me this morning to let me know that my baby wish list was taken care of, courtesy of a garage sale. She got us a high chair, exersaucer and car seat. Coupled with the fact that my friend A is giving me a hand-me-down crib, I would say that the list really is taken care of! Now if we could just pick out a name...
6. Speaking of a name, I think we're going to be needing a girl name. Last night I dreamed of a newborn baby girl, and with Lydia and Bennet every time I had a good dream about a baby, the gender of the babe in the dream was the gender of the babe in my womb. We've had a couple ideas for girl names, but nothing has stuck so far... but we're not sharing names with anyone this time, so you'll just have to wait til mid-September.
7. This morning, while drying Lydia off after her bath she asked me, "Where'd my ass go?" I had her repeat it because I wasn't sure I heard her correctly the first time, but she did use the word "ass". I never say that word. Could she have learned it from Shrek?
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I was very moved by what she wrote, and was going to leave a long comment. Instead I'll just blog my thoughts here. :)
Trav and I have 4 kids, our first was lost to miscarriage, a 2 yr old, an 8 mo old, and I'm 6 mo preggo.
My husband and I DO practice NFP, just maybe not very "well". (har har) We were able to use it successfully to achieve our first two pregnancies, and to not achieve pregnancy for awhile after the miscarriage.
After our firstborn I was too tired to chart and conceived our 8 mo old while we were "recklessly having sex", as I jokingly say. The baby I'm carrying now was conceived P-6. (For those not up on their NFP jargon, that's 6 days before peak day, which is the most likely day of ovulation. It is technically within the realm of fertile days, but usually sperm only lives 2-3 days in a fertile woman.)
We feel like God is blessing us abundantly, but I also feel very strongly that this is MY path to sanctification. There are a lot of crosses to be carried every day, including the cross of knowing that other women would trade everything to be in my place. When Lydia whines while Bennet fusses, or when the naps just don't seem to want to happen, or the poopy diaper leaks all over the entire outfit I just put on the freshly bathed child I sometimes
Oh Mother Mary, St. Elizabeth and St. Hannah - pray for us!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
But what I'm most interested in at this point is finding a cake recipe for the birthday cake.
Lydia's Birthday Cake is Pineapple Upside Down Cake, sans the cherries and coconut.
Bennet's is Plum Tatin, a la Ina Garten.
I'm thinking about a Strawberry Shortcake this time around, but I'm not convinced. Do any of you have a cake suggestion? If you do, please leave the recipe or a link in the comments! I'm excited to see what I get for options!
I try to do something different and more special than a plain ole chocolate cake with chocolate frosting - which is not my favorite cake but seems to be most people's suggestion. :)
Picture from Alicia Policia
Monday, May 10, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
The priest was ordained in 1963, around the time the pill was first released. He observed that as the pill became more widespread parents began having 2 children, CCD classes shrunk and, people stopped coming to confession.
Isn't that interesting?! Of course you can't ask forgivenss for a sin you don't intend to stop committing. But instead of stopping the sin, or seeking out a clear understanding on the Church's teachings on sex, the moment life begins, and contraception along with understanding the science and politics behind the pill, people just stopped receiving God's mercy and following His plan. Wow.
Friday, May 7, 2010
I've been sick this week and she' taken care of the kids single-handily, straightened up the house, cleaned up the physical evidence of my sickness (tmi?) and brought me water, fruit pops and toast.
The woman doesn't complain. She doesn't accept apologies for the messiness of my life that she's cleaning up. She never seems to run out of patience or compassion.
She just gives and gives, joyfully and wholeheartedly.
You see, I don't have much time to read, especially anything too deep. There isn't the time or energy budgeted in my days for such things as novels.
And then I had this very comforting thought: right now I do not have time for such things, and that is okay. In another season of my life, when my kids are older and I have some grey hair, then I will be able to read again. This thought was much more like a promise from God, an acknowledgement of my longing with a glimpse of what is waiting ahead. Knowing this makes it much easier to not read now, as I focus on my kids, husband, home, and friends.
And then we talked about my life as a stay at home mom. I warned her to devour information now, because it seems that with every child a woman pushes out of her body she loses a portion of her knowledge, memory and ability to assemble intelligent, thorough sentences. (Ya gotta stock pile those things now so you come out even in the end, I figure.)
She talked about her desire for kids, a lot of kids, and to live the life I was living. She thought the grass was greener on my side of the fence. And in my heart I agreed.
But I was sure not to take it personally, because I have said the exact same thing, with the exact same intentions, to mothers of twins. And so, to the mothers of twins that I know and have made this comment to, I would like to apologize. Your children are beautiful, wonderful and lovable. I consider you blessed, and I praise God for the gifts you've been given.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Sorry the video is sideways! One of these days I will remember!
Here's my happy baby boy at his big sister's birthday party. What a cutie!
And here's some news: the little guy, who turned 8 months on the 4th, has also taken his first "steps" of crawling. Yesterday he moved each little knee once and then fell - right, left, boom.
Come on, Bennet! Mommy knows you can do it!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Happy Birthday! I hope you loved your cake and party, and most importantly I hope you felt loved.
You have a special place in my heart. I delight in you. I love you more than I could ever express and sometimes it makes me sad that I cannot show you the fullness of my love for you.
You bring me great joy.
May you continue to grow in the ways of the Lord. May He bless you with health and a happy family. May you always seek God first. I pray for your future and your vocation. I pray for the preservation of your innocence and that you will always know your great value and the immense love your father and I have for you.
You are so precious in our eyes. You are a blessing in our lives and we are so grateful to have you.
All my love,
PS - Here's some things I want you to know about yourself:
You are kind and empathetic. In a concerned tone you ask me, "What's the matter, Mommy?" when I seem sad or frustrated. If your baby brother cries you also become upset and urge me to tend to him.
You are funny and cute. In fact, just the other night while Daddy was snuggling with you before bed you made a sign with your arms, looked up at him and asked, "Am I funny?" "No," he said. "Am I cute?" you asked with the sweetest, cutest tone in your voice and smile on your face. How could he not laugh?
You are smart. You can sing the alphabet song and identify all the letters. You can count to ten. You know all your animals, colors and shapes, and you can even "read" several books. In fact, you love to read to yourself, telling the story based on the pictures. You speak in sentences, some of them impressively long for a 2 year old.
You have an interest in God. Every night you pray your special prayer, "Watch over me, Jesus. Amen." You do the Sign of the Cross. You genuflect towards the Tabernacle and sometimes even say "hello" and "good-bye" while doing so. When you look at pictures of Christ you frown a little and say, "Jesus got hurt," with much compassion. You love St. Nicholas. You think any woman dressed a certain way is Mary. You ask to pray, pray on your own, and kiss the crucifix on our rosaries without being prompted.
Some of the things you love right now:
- playing outside
- being around other kids
- Super Why!
- Sid the Science Kid
- JJ Heller's song "Your Hands" (which I've heard you singing around the house)
- Jay Sean's song "Down"
- Baby Einstein
- Yo Gabba Gabba (especially the music and dances)
- playing with your baby doll
- playing hide -n- go seek and peek-a-boo
- cottage cheese
- the "No David" books
- all books!
- building towers with your blocks
- taking a bath / shower
- folding up your own dirty diaper (which you do really well)
- riding your bike
- putting on make-up with Mommy