tl;dr: Sick and pregnant ain’t cool. And dental hygiene. And fabric.

Finally finally linking it up with the lovely Jenna!!! …

So this is like day 5 of Sick baby Mama.  So so uncool.  And today I got some lovely antibiotics from mr. dentist man because I’m having too many tooth pains.  I’ve never had this.  But- I am a notorious -eat ice cream late at night and be too tired/lazy to brush and floss before I hit the hay- kinda girl.  Not a good combo.  I blame pregnancy.

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- I’m DESPERATELY trying to get a co-sleeping/ nursing blankie made for me and little bebe #3rd.  Do you think I can wrap my brain around what fabrics to choose!?!  No.  #$W$%’s no.  Of course not.  I blame pregnancy.

-Nesting like a beast. {probably how I got sick in the first place}.

- Do you all get serious spiritual attacks when you’re pregnant?  I do.  This last one was a doozy and thank goodness I have my husband to love me and listen and talk thru things.  Some stuff is spiritual attack, some just needs sorting. On a particularly bad day the other day I was perusing Pinterest and found this gem of a gem on marriage:  3 Ways to Not Hate Your Husband.  I hope you read it.  It changed some things for me.

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- Here is a little profile of 37  week little man!  Heartbeat is good.  Head down.  #LetsDoThis!

-Peace and Love y’all from my desk to yours.

-Also, trying to come up with a new, more descriptive tagline for my blog.  Not the easiest task.  Waiting on a little divine inspiration.

Off to pin a blankie I think.

Thank you Jenna for the fun linky links.

 

Sum sum Summah pics and Randomness. Porque Sipo.

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So, that’s about the size of things right now.  I feel like I have perma- Slurpee brain freeze.  Pregnancy man.  It Ain’t for wimps.

Between finding out we didn’t get the job – OH Praise Sweet Baby Jesus !- for that miracle, baby prep, school starting for preschooler, August being the craziest month on planet Earth somehow and generally being el Preggo, dude; this mama is ti-red.

Here’s some cute pics to tide us over tho:

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I do love me a belly tattoo.

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Cool enough to make stuff outside. Yay!

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Need I say anything here?  Okay, Roll Tide!

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‘lil one turns 2!  She’s in girlie heaven here.

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ALS Ice Bucket challenge happened.  I wussed out.

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Holy Tiny head, Giant 34? week foreshortened belly Batman!

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At least I got One WIWS pregnancy shot in with baby 3rd

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Our happy guy being his happy cute self.  We love you Blaise.  Love.

There’s totally more but it’s seriously bedtime up in here and I’m all short on patience these days.

These kids are saints in the making for having me as a preggo mom, I’ll tell you what.

Fast trying to get our baby prep on.  And- gulp, gasp, I think I’m going to try the cloth diapering.  I’m terrified, but it seems so economical and I just love that we won’t be filling a landfill with disposables.

If you got a prayer to spare, please pray little guy doesn’t make an appearance until wk. 38.

OH, and, I LOVED this idea from my friends Kathryn and Dwija- so-  I’m totally going to be collecting prayer intentions to get me thru

-hopefully- natural birth this time around.  Please leave your intentions here if you would like some said.

Thanks for stopping by y’all!

The Light of the World.

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Yesterday in and among our vigil mass and kiddo wrangling, I actually heard some of the homily that our Deacon gave. This is a rare occasion. He’s just the sweetest man and for some reason very very hard for me to listen to, or not have to get up and go to the restroom in the middle of or some other distraction. Anyway, he pointed to the painting of the Divine Mercy and asked us all to pay attention to it.  I did.  

He asked us to look and notice that it is just Jesus and the text.  He is coming out of the darkness. There is nothing besides our Lord in the picture. No background. No trees or mountains or context of any kind. Just darkness. Because He is the Light of the World. Him and only Him. In this time of cultural darkness, I will hold fast to this.

Eternal Father, I offer you the Body and Blood, Soul and Divinity of Your Dearly Beloved Son, Our Lord, Jesus Christ,in atonement for our sins and those of the whole world.

For the sake of His sorrowful Passion, have mercy on us and on the whole world.

 

Happy Sunday. Peace be with you friends.

 

Much to celebrate.

It’s birthday month for our beautiful little miracle Clare. She’s turning 2 and I just cannot say how much her life has added to our family. I remember crying during prayer with my son before she was born thinking he won’t be our only little guy anymore. The heart has so much more capacity for love than we give it credit.

Happy Birthday Month Bear Bear!

Happy Birthday Month Bear Bear!

Happy International Breastfeeding Week!  In celebration I’m hosting a Big Latch On in my town for the 2nd year in a row tomorrow!  I’m proud to support breastfeeding, meet other Moms and keep the message to normalize breastfeeding going.  Plus, this year, we have some seriously amazing sponsors and gifts for Moms and babies!!!  

Happy Breastfeeding Week!

Happy Breastfeeding Week!

It’s with a sad heart that we say goodbye today to a beautiful mother, wife, Sister in Christ Sarah Harkins and her unborn baby Cecelia.  Please join me in a powerful birthday prayer for Sarah. I have been heartbroken over the past days after finding out about her accident and loss. I feel today a better person for knowing her and her legacy, getting to know her family in this tragic time.  She makes me want to be a better mother, wife, sister and follower of Christ.  Thanks be to God for our enormous Catholic family lifting them up, lifting up our own pain at the loss of someone many of us do not even know.  In celebration of her life and her birthday tomorrow we join in prayer and thanksgiving for her family, her husband Eric and beautiful children.  A special thanks to Ginny at Small Things for all of her generous updates and words of love and encouragement.

This month our son starts back to Catholic pre-school. I’m not all, Yay! he’s going to be out of the house. This is a celebration because he loves it so very much and I am so glad to say that we have finally made a choice to keep him in school instead of homeschooling (possible blog series awaits). This summer I have tried to devote prayer and thought to this.  As long as our government will not intervene in Catholic school education and as far as any diocese we move to in the future will uphold Catholic teaching and reject Common Core I am very happy for our children to be able to embark on this path. I am also so very grateful that we live in an area that we can afford to put our son into a Catholic pre-school right now.  It truly is about 1/3rd the cost of a city Catholic school.  This won’t always be the case and there are already sacrifices, but it’s worth it to us. I am so very grateful too, in no small part that God has given my husband a steady job that allows us the freedom to have our son learn and grow in such a faithful and lovely environment that is his school room. I want our children to have freedom of faith and freedom to practice our Catholic faith in every single part of their lives.  School will be the second biggest after family soon and my prayer is that they come to know and love the Lord in a way I never had as a child.  That they know the Catholic Church is their true home on Earth and that Jesus is our true home in and beyond life. 

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Baby #3rd is 31 weeks now!  We’re getting close and I’m so very grateful that our plan to stay here and have the baby in Denver is intact.  This is a really big deal.  With Clare we left for Texas at 36 weeks and I was stuck finding a new location/ob everything who would accept a vbac for “advanced Maternal age” with pretty much zero notice.  Found a great one luckily .  This baby, I’m like, good, you’ll deliver my baby, 2 hours away?  No problem, just give me -the possibility- of what I want- no drugs, access to a tub, people who can deliver a baby and we’re good.  Okey doke?  Great.  I don’t even care if you try to talk to me about birth control, that’s just a conversation starter as far as this Catholic Creighton practicing mama is concerned.  

The best part is I’m finally getting excited to meet our little guy.  Our son comes up to tell me “Mom, I like your baby belly.”  Clare is always coming up singing Doc McStuffins Check-up song and checking for his little baby heartbeat.  I’m going to miss these moments.  But look forward to them being big brother and big sister to a tiny little one now.  And- we’re going to have 3 children!  Wow.  What a terrifying blessing the Lord has bestowed upon my husband and I.  I’m so happy to share parenthood with my husband.  It’s been quite a journey and I’m sure will prove to be.  Holy Spirit, Mother Mary, please be with us!

Happy 31 Weeks Baby Falls!

Happy 31 Weeks Baby Falls!

That’s all for today.  Thank you for stopping by.  Must go prepare for all the fun at the Big Latch On tomorrow!   

Right Brain Drawing Club, Picture Share #2

Hey y’all!  Better late than never, right!?

This upside down thingy was super hard for me to not think “man, I’m so above this, I’m never gonna learn anything.  Lo- she learned me some skills, that author teacher lady did.

Here are my husband’s rendition:

Jeff's copy.

Jeff’s copy.

 

And here’s mine.

my copy.  that thumb is pretty crazy.

my copy. that thumb is pretty crazy.

Hoping to get to either a spider man or the knight sometime before the week is up…

Thanks for sharing your renditions and well done Simcha getting these in before your epic camping trip!

For more drawing fun check out I Have to Sit Down.

-vic and jeff.

Why I Re-started breastfeeding our toddler.

Big Latch On 2013

Big Latch On 2013

 

Sooooo, this is a post all about the ins and outs of breastfeeding my toddler.

I’m 26 weeks pregnant{Yay! } and never thought I’d still be nursing our 22 mo. old toddler at wake-up, naptime and to sleep at night.  I thought if I could get to 12 months it would be a miracle.  She went thru a very short lived biting stage around 12 months but really seemed to want to continue so we did.

The past few months I’ve been prepping her to stop, weaning like a slow rolling hill.  She now doesn’t ask as much and really just comfort nurses about 30 seconds a side.  I can’t express manually so she must it seems just be comfort nursing.  Which is fine.

Until very recently where any nursing has become incredibly uncomfortable.  I’ve read a bit and figured that she would want to stop by now, but no.  And last week I decided I Had to be done.  It seems like baby gets really mad each time toddler latches on.  I could be having minor contractions, plus the squish little guy gets each time our 35 pounder jumps into my lap ain’t no joke.  I told her that we had 3 more days of “nurse nurse” and she seemed to be fine with it.  I hadn’t taken away her naptime, night time comfort chill with Mommy time yet.  I was slowing substituting and changing things like book in bed instead of on the nursing chair, putting in the music bear with our routine and switching sides almost immediately.

Finally the last day came on Friday night.  I was a bit sad to see the end of our nursing but knew the freedom for us both would finally be a good thing.  Then Saturday came.  She didn’t ask at all to nurse in the morning.  Nap time was sad and she cried for a bit.  I softly explained that I loved her and we weren’t nursing any more and that she is my big girl and can go to sleep on her own now.  She didn’t buy it  and it wasn’t long before Daddy had to swoop in to the rescue when she woke up to try and get her back asleep.  Success. That time.  Then night time came and she cried and cried but finally made it to sleep.  Honestly, I realized that I hadn’t prepared myself at all for stopping.  I felt a mild sense of heartbrokenness.  Where did this come from???  I thought I was totally ready.  Totally wanted to stop nursing her.  What?  My husband assured me that we would get thru it.  Remembering how pregnant I am, which is like 100%, I just thought it could be hormones.

I successfully distracted her with breakfast the next morning, but ooooh boy.  Naptime.  Naptime came and I was all prepared, albeit exhausted from a cruddy night’s sleep.  Tick tock tick tock.  Husband was at work this time, pre-schooler was asleep and little Miss just wasn’t buying it any longer.  She was tired, so I let her cry for a bit, soothing her with backrub and assuring her that Mommy was there and loved her.  Not buying it still.  Sigh.  I had to leave the room where the real wailing and gnashing began.  Boogies and alligator tears.  After about 15 minutes I realized she just needed Mommy time.  That’s what she wanted and can tell me in plain English.  So I figured even tho{I felt like or worried that} my husband may be disappointed in my giving in and all those people who can wean their kids would be disappointed, maybe I still needed to nurse her too.  Bigger sigh.- My husband was and is supportive.  He wants me to be happy and for our family to be happy.

Yesterday nursing her was a relief.  She fell asleep almost immediately and I let her know that it’s okay, that if she needs to continue to have “nurse nurse” time we can do that.  She breathed a huge sigh of relief, nursed for about 15 seconds if that long and was out like a light.

I’ll breastfeed her until she’s done, which may or may not be by the time baby #3rd comes along.  For now it’s fine and I have been blessed to give this time to our children.  Exhausting and trying as it may be, still God has blessed our family with full time Mommy.

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Nuestra Senora de Leche

Nuestra Senora de Leche

And I would be remiss to mention that a whole lot of prayer went into this entire process.  Our Lady of Guadalupe and Nuestra Senora de Leche have been my guide, especially when the rough got tough and I just wanted to scream my head off.  She has been a true inspiration for how this process has gone and will go.  These images have helped and inspired me in all the moments.  She has been there for me and I am eternally grateful.

These two images I think are just awesome.  I’m not doing any art history here, they just mean a lot to me in that Jesus isn’t tiny 7 pound 6 ounce babe.  He is a toddler and beyond! And thx to St. Peter’s List for the images!

Baby Jesus is straight up Standing, so this makes me feel pretty good.

Baby Jesus is straight up Standing in this sculpture, so this makes me feel pretty good.

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And, seriously, Jesus could be like 5 or older in this depiction. So, go nursing moms of older kids!

It’s very hard for me to listen and heed, but trying to be the best mom to our kids is part of the goal of my vocation as wife and mother.  I am{striving to be} the heart of our family.  So, I look to the best example of motherly heart I know.

Nuestra Senora, pray for us!

Right Brain Summer Drawing Club, Picture Share #1!!!

We’re so excited!  It’s bedtime for littles so I’m gonna make this short and sweet .

Husband and I are joining in the fun over at Simcha’s blog  I Need to Sit Down for summer drawing.  There’s a lot more i would like to write, but, time.

So, here are Jeff’s first drawings for the week(my rad hubby joining me for the drawing fun)!  And can I say what a great job I think he did!  Wow.

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Hand

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from memory

 

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Selfie!

 

Here are my first submissions.  I was pretty nervous.  I have to say that I am an artist and studied in art school and even taught drawing.  I also have not done a proper drawing in at least 5 years, more like 6 and my last class was over a decade ago.  I was surprised at how much I remembered and am so thrilled to have some impetus and encouragement to actually start drawing and making again.  Thanks Simcha!

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Selfie no. 1

 

 

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hand- mostly resembling some creepy inflatable or something, complete with peeling nail polish.

from memory.

from memory.

I just want to apologize to my daughter for  making her look like a scarecrow.  Uhh, sorry kid. maybe I’ll improve?

Anyway, this book is awesome, and if I am ever blessed with the oportunity to teach drawing 101 again, I will totally be using this book.  Ah, grad school mistakes, live and learn.

Hope you all have a good laugh and join in the linkup fun. Ciao!