Wednesday, January 25, 2017
Bella: Age 9, going on 15. Being the oldest makes her The Pioneer: forging her way through the jungle of growing up, crossing the expansive wilderness of her parents' inexperience with her current age. Personality, temperment, birth order, family life all collide in this exciting and sometimes explosive package.
But here's the thing about this girl - She Loves Deeply. She feels and thinks and loves in the depth of her soul. She is fiercely independent... and wants to be tucked in a night. She writes angry letters when she's hurt... and soul-cleansing apologies afterward. Her words are fiery and biting... or affirmative and consoling. There is nothing lukewarm about my Bella. I can be certain about that.
Another thing about her, is that she thrives on being in charge. Not just steps up, but THRIVES. The gleam in her eyes, the confidence of speech, it's there just waiting to be tapped. In that role she is a fantastic teacher of littles, leader of games, coordinator of rules. Most of her outbursts could be traces to a feeling of loss of control and feeling overwhelmed; however, the best antidote is to put her back in control of something. Like helping a sibling or deciding a schedule. Or cooking. I tell her regularly that I think she will serve God is great ways... if she continues to stop and LISTEN. Thankfully her prayer life is strong, her desire for Christ runs deep. Yes, this girl will do great things for the Kingdom... as long as no one tells her no.
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Friday, January 13, 2017
I need Ordinary Time.
I don't really like it, honestly. I hate taking down the Christmas decos and the cessation of endless carol singalongs. There are no twinkling lights to break the darkness of a cold winter night, and I'm out of excuses to bake endless trays of goodies under the pretext of sharing. The first week of liturgical green leaves me feeling... bored. Already.
But this is the way life goes. This is the way life is SUPPOSED to go, with fasts and feasts, penance and rejoicing. But the time in-between? What of this time in between?
This is when we have to live out what we have learned in our fasting and celebrated in our feasting. I need the normalcy of the day-to-day to practice my vocation in the mundane and allow Him to turn it into greatness. The same old boring hymns, the routine of our school day, the fussing over chores and the uninspired healthy meal planning is when I have to listen the hardest. Perhaps this ordinary life in Ordinary Time is the Stillness. The reliable structure that should challenge my soul to grow. When the festive trees and bright poinsettias have left the church we are left with - The Tabernacle. Just Him. He shines in the Ordinary.
God asks great things of mothers, but He offers great graces. We see them overflowing in the miracles, the celebrations, and times of great trial and suffering. We Pray to see them, at least. We pray to be open to them. But it is hardest to see them in the Ordinary. We need Ordinary Time to refocus, to open ourselves to the Greatness of He who is in the mundane day-to-day. He is not contained to the celebrations.
If the Eternal God of the Universe chose to humble Himself to partake in an ordinary family in an ordinary world, perhaps I can humble myself to an ordinary life in Ordinary Time.
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Monday, January 7, 2013
We really love food around here. I mean, more than just the love of eating, we love FLAVOR. So we cook a lot. It's isn't always something exotic or grand, but it is always tasty. Lately we've been working on low and slow carb-ing it, so our quest for great taste has been particularly..desperate. I mean, determined! Yeah.
So in the interest of blogging about something that does not require me to fight with the camera card, here are a few of our latest favorite meals.
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Sunday, December 9, 2012
!!!!!I WON HALLIE'S GIVEAWAY!!!!!!
Please don't think I'm gloating; I really don't mean to. It's just that I feel the need to shout it from the rooftops because I hardly ever win anything, let alone anything this truly awesome. I am SO excited!!!!
Here's my problem, yall:
I have no idea what to pick!!! Shabby Apple has so many darling, classy, delightful dresses that I simply don't know where to start! I sure could use some good advice, if anyone's up for it. Feel free to tell me your absolute favorite. I am truly hopeless in the fashion department. And when I say "hopeless" I mean I've seen my wardrobe on the before section of "what not to wear."
Disclaimer, though: my shape could be described as "pear", but this "pear" has had 4 babies in 5 years, so maybe something more like a bunch of grapes. Anyone have advice?
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Thursday, November 8, 2012
Yikes! I simply refuse to believe that my little teeny tiny newborn is... not such a newborn. That whole "I blinked and he grew up" motherhood thing? Totally cliche, totally right.
So here's the synopsis, since I'm sure that's all the time I'll have while he's sleeping anyways.
The Stats: 14 lbs 4 ozs. That is pretty much the "Tramma Par" as my pediatrician calls it. He's tiny -so tiny we had an extra weight check just for fun. The funny thing is that Bella was just a few ozs more at her 7 month weight check. I'd say that's genetics.
Activity: My. Good. Heavens. The boy crawls like he's perpetually running a race. His arms and legs are moving before he touches the ground. All. The. Time. He can get himself back to sitting, which is one of my favorite stages of babyhood. They are just so happy when the can make themselves comfy with a toy. But was he happy to stay at that stage? Nope. Darnit.
Life: We are all hopelessly head-over-heels in love with this little boy! I say that and everyone smiles as "of course, duh" smile, but what I mean is that Andrew shines from the showers of attention. Bella makes him laugh, picks him up to bounce him, brings him age-appropriate toys (and then is shocked when he's more interested in her pencil). Anastasia is always singing to him and making him laugh. She can make him grin in the middle of a screaming fit. Joey loves to fall down right in front of Andrew's face just to look at him and let Andrew grab at his nose. We are reveling in the joy and happiness that surrounds a baby who can't irritate them yet.
Andrew, it has been a fast 6 months with you around here. You are really good at being Baby #4 - always happiest when surrounded by activity and people!
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