Time to curl up with a cup of Christmas Tea. Sarah has gathered a Christmas rosary of posts for you to read as you ponder the old year and welcome the new one.
After years of being a "boy house," I think it's safe to say we're a girl house now!
I've had writer's block lately. Not my ordinary writer's block, but some kind of strange variation. I can think of all kinds of things to write, but I have no time at the keyboard to give them voice.And then, on those rare occasions when I do have some time and all my conditions for allowing myself time at the computer are met, it either doesn't seem worth saying or it would take too much time to write in the time allotted. But this post has been bubbling for months. I promised Stephen's godfather, Bill, that I would write about lessons learned during bedrest. I saw Bill at the shrine Christmas Eve and remembered that I'd yet to make good on my promise. Bill is a 50-year-old bachelor who goes survival camping in Alaska for fun. I'm not sure what he can take from the experiences of a 42-year-old pregnant woman trying to care for 8 children from bed, but I'll give it a shot. Because I promised, and this seems like a good time of year to review lessons learned.
Jen, at Conversion Diary, is collecting posts on lessons learned in 2008. I wrote mine before I read hers, so I think I have more than 8. There is an inspiring collection of links there.
11/2 cups unsweetened cocoa powder
2 cups cane sugar
1 cup powdered French vanilla coffee creamer
1/2 cup nonfat dry milk
1 bag of Starlight peppermint candies, crushed in food processor
Combine all. Makes 5 cups dry mix. Stir four TBS mix into a cup of hot milk.
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Even after the holidays are over, Margot Davidson at Hillside Education continues her new ministry, Helping Those in Need.
For the month of December, help will go to the Stephens family. Mandy is a homeschooling mother whose husband has been diagnosed with a neurological disease that has been rapidly deteriorating. Mandy says that has embraced his faith in an inspiring way--as never before--as he struggles with the disease. He is in incredible pain. You can well imagine the strain that dealing with this has put on their family this last year, but things are at a critical point now. The donations from Margot's website will go to cover mortgage payment, car, and insurance. There are several items available in exchange for your donation now.Click on over: there's a signed copy of Real Learning, yours for the taking!
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People kept telling me I "have" to Twitter. They insist it's way cool. They insist it's the next greatest thing after blogging (which is a love-hate thing in my life, to tell the truth). But "they" can't really articulate what it is or why. So, I thought I'd investigate for myself. I learned you can't find out much of anything without creating an account. So I did. And now I'm getting emails every few minutes telling me that "so and so is following you on Twitter." It's kind of creepy. Makes me want to check and make sure I re-hooked my bra after the last nursing. Makes me want to be sure there's not spit up on my shoulder. Makes me want to clean up the area around my desk. Makes me wonder...are they going to follow me into the laundry room to switch loads, to the kitchen to unload the dishwasher, to Katie's room to strip the bedsheets? Why in the world would anyone care? And even if they did, I can't DO those things and write about them at the same time can I?
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This is Colleen hacking in to ask your prayers for our friend Maria . Elizabeth is on her way to provide prayers and support at the hospital as it looks like little #8 intends to arrive earlier than expected Maria's pregnancy complications are necessitating an early C-section that looks it will take place some time this afternoon. Please keep Maria, her baby, and the attending medical staff in your prayers at this hour.
Update from Elizabeth: The OB has said that he's all in favor of a trial of labor. So the induction has begun. Will Maria hold her little boy on the Feast of St. Stephen or the Feast of St. John?
I'm a little slow to update--so sorry! Maria's little boy was born on the night of December 26. He's just over five pounds and was breathing room air right away. He was in the NICU very briefly and when I talked with her yesterday, he was resting comfortably with her. He's doing remarkably well and Maria feels just great!
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Blogging in real time is becoming a distant memory. I can't seem to take enough time from living life these days to properly document it. I am hoping that Mary Beth will download pictures today. Perhaps we can work on another photo essay or two.
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I was chatting with Nick yesterday on the way to confession and he was wondering aloud if he could possibly get all seven sacraments. I reminded him that it's tough to get both Matrimony and Holy Orders:
Me: Remember Ryan's grandpa? He was ordained a priest after his wife died. So, he got both. It can happen, but it's pretty rare.
Nick: So, I could do that. But, I probably won't get Annointing of the Sick, huh? I don't get really sick.
Me: You never know. I've been annointed five times. Three when I had cancer and twice before Sarah was born.
Nick: That was a good idea. You could have died in childbirth.
Me (growing concerned and wondering which big kid offered Nicky too much information): How do you know that?
Nick: Star Wars.
Nick: Luke's and Leia's mom died in childbirth.
Me: Well, that's pretty rare these days. Women just don't die in childbirth often at all. You know that, right?
Nick: Of course. Your husband would have to go to the Dark Side and then strangle you...
That's not gonna happen.
Whew. Glad to hear it.
Aren't these the most darling, whimsical socks you've ever seen? I've never had handmade socks. I think I'm in love. It's been a rough week. I've worn these socks nearly every day and every time I look down, I smile and remember that really, I'm very happy. And grateful.
It's a warm and whimsical world.
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I wrote this on Monday. And I had the best of intentions to slow down and just rest in the joy of the season. Really, I did. But it's Wednesday afternoon and I'm still running too fast and pushing too hard. The thing is, I know I'm on the fast track to a train wreck. So, I'm starting fresh, re-reading my own words, and resolving to rest in Him. I'll slow down if you will. Deal?
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Divorce is not just in marriage--it can be between a parent and a child; a friend and a friend, between siblings, in a church, in a women's group. Divorce is the natural result of living by the flesh and living with an "eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth" sort of mentality--you hurt me, you don't deserve my love; you are wrong type of heart attitudes.
But love, unconditional love, that says, "No matter what, I am committed to you. I will love you. I will be loyal to you. I will accept you and I will be generous to you, not because you deserve it, but because I didn't deserve it and Jesus still loved me. I will love you for His sake. I will love you because His spirit fills me and when I am obedient to Him, I must love."
So, this Christmas, let us please Him. Let us forgive those who have wronged us. Let us put aside bitterness and malice and choose love. Let us cover over the flaws of those in our lives with His love, because it is the best gift we have to offer him. One of His last admonitions to his disciples was, "This is my commandment, that you love one another, just as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this that a man lay down his life for his friend." Read the rest here.
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snuggle your babies, and pray with your children for this beautiful woman and her family.
Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, or sought thine intercession was left unaided.
Inspired by this confidence, I fly unto thee, O Virgin of virgins, my mother; to thee do I come, before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O Mother of the Word Incarnate, despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy hear and answer me.
Flu shots for everyone but Karoline (she already had a fever when we got to the doctor's office): $4 each
RSV shot for Sarah (1 a month for the 5 month season): $650 each
Lollipops when everyone is finished getting stuck: free
Heading into germ season knowing we've done everything we can to stay healthy: PRICELESS
(Oh, and Sarah weighs 8 pounds, 2 ounces)