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My 3yr old daughter to me:

 “Mom, your eye bulbs smile at me” 

(a gift to me after days of doubting myself and wondering if she thinks I am too hard on her and that all she hears me say is “NO” and “1…2…don’t le t me get to 3!”)

Then here is another good one…

Me to my nearly 10yr old son:

Me: “she can’t be in there unless she has supervision.”

Him: “Hey, I want supervision too!”

(love seeing my boy still has his naive boyish charm and desire for super powers!)

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Have you ever wondered how much work it is for the wonderful women who volunteer to co-lead a homeschool group?  I have often marveled at them……but now, I am one of them.  Kiss your homeschool group leaders and send them a thank you email……cuz there is alot more work to it than you ( and me) thought! Thank goodness We are co-leading with 3 and have great support from the pros from the year before.

Anyway…I miss visiting with you all and I hope I will be able to sit down and write to you guys soon!

Something I am thankful for?  I fought the potty battle with my daughter and I think I am safe to say I am victorious!!! Finally, after a few months past 3 :)!!  Note to mothers still in battle – put a potty in the living room!  My little one just didn’t like me telling her to go do it. I put her in training panties and let her feel icky after dripping pee down her leg a few times when she was stubborn and wouldn’t try to go to the potty. She started going on her own when I put it in the living room. this is a lil girl that is going to try to make all her own rules!!  God have mercy on me!!!

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back home…

Thank you to all who prayed for us!! It is working so keep it up 🙂 

He was taken to the hospital and had many tests ran.  CT Scans, MRI’s, ultrasounds, chest X-rays, blood counts and work ups….tons of stuff.  What happens when you drink heavily for weeks and don’t eat much at all?  You cause your body to live of off the poison in alcohol, which poisons your heart,blood, liver and pancreas…everything. He has liver damage called fatty liver and alcohol hepatitis but not cirrhosis. His pancreas was not breaking down proteins and fat correctly, which from what I gather can cause the body to not absorb food correctly. His blood volume was very low but not low enough to have a transfusion. This is a result from alcohol poisoning that affects your bone morrow, so your red blood cell count goes down and causes anemia. His blood alcohol level has killed people before, but because he had a high tolerance he was lucky and it didn’t kill him. He is in the beginning stages of emphysema. He was dangerously dehydrated and malnourished from mostly only consuming alcohol. The list goes on but these are the most serious. He went through detox at the hospital is released to a rehab center.

Here is how the weekend went. I got to Stillwater Friday early evening. I stayed up with my dad and visited a while and then went out to grab a bite to eat. While I was out I drove by the one Catholic church they have in town (one other church but on Campus) It was locked of course but I later found they gave parishioners a code to get in if they wanted to come to pray and Adore. It was a very nice Parish 🙂

I slept at the hospital in my dad’s room in one of those reclining chairs..that are not the best, but better than the worst at least!! Woke up early the next day, around 7am and headed over to pack up my dad’s house with my brother. Did I mention that he had to be out of his house this weekend? Yes, we had to have him packed up and out of the house by Sunday at 6pm.  I was a smelly, sweaty mess all weekend packing and cleaning for 12 hours each day on Saturday and Sunday. It happened to be the hottest weekend so far this summer, at 104. This was a great chance for me to pull my hair out and feel sorry for myselfpractice growing in love, mercy,charity, humility and the power of offering up your sufferings. I was able to go to confession with the best confessor I have ever had, he was understanding and answered many questions I had that had been hard to get a straight answer in confession before. It helped so much that he has studied canon law 🙂  When I had my lunch breaks, I was able to swing by to pray before my Lord and bask in the peace I found there. This was such a gift to me. I can’t find the words to explain how wonderful it feels be in a strange town and in a tough circumstance and still experience that sigh of relief you feel when you walk in your own home, but experience that when you walk in the catholic church. I felt right at home, feeling the presence of the entire  Mystical Body of Christ, his church triumphant, the church suffering and us the Militants. Home away from home. This gave me much strength.

Saturday ended with a shower in an empty hospital room. (the nurses took pity on me when I found that they had no guest showering facilities and let me go to an empty room for  a quick shower) God Bless those nurses for that! I stayed up late talking a bit to dad and slept in my chair again for the night.

Sunday before starting on the task at hand I went to the early Mass, The readings this Sunday seemed just for me, the hymns seemed just for me….God is good to give us these little comforts brought forth by his hand in all things. I feel so special when he shows me little favors that help me on my way, to know that he lets me know that he is with me when I choose to do his will and receive his grace that carries me through.

When I stopped by the hospital to give my dad a soft drink, He had been reading a book that I had brought there and left on the table by the chair I slept in.  I told him that if he got bored, he was welcome to read it. So he did, and enjoyed it greatly. This is one my favorite books and I feel naked with out it, but I am so happy that he asked if he could borrow it while he goes to rehab. What a blessing that I was gifted this book by my dear friend who is an obvious tool of the Holy Spirit. Thanks be to God!!!  My dad belongs to the Episcopal church, but has not been attending for many years, so his interest in the book is a wonderful gift.

Another gift to me on Sunday was from my dad and his wife’s landlord. My brother and I worked very hard, not only to save my dad’s belongings, but to save his name and how he left things. The Landlord had seen what a terrible mess the place was left in after my dad’s wife had taken her belongings and the valuables. Mostly what was left was my dad’s and anything unwanted, or any junk to be thrown away. The lanlord left the place a few days before expecting that he would have to hall off a bunch of junk and pay for someone to clear it out. We worked hard and were able to accomplish what we wanted in that small amount of time. When the landlord came on Sunday to get the keys he was in shock he was so happy that we had left the house clean and with not one piece of trash or box of junk. He gave us great compliments and showed the true emotion of being relieved when he saw how hard we worked. What a gift to see true gratitude.

It was late Sunday when we finished putting the last load in storage. I stopped by the hospital to say goodbye to my dad and was on my way at 10:30 at night to rush to get home so that hubby could go to work.

He was released from the hospital last night and should be taken to the Alcohol rehab center sometime today. It is very hard to keep on top of the arrangements between dad, social worker, hospital and rehab…. but it is all working out. Today I am settling back to my old self and same old routine. Today there is laundry, dishes, meal prep, bills to be paid, bickering children in need of a trip to the pool and a lightweight meeting tonight….life is full, life is busy, this life is mine, and I am so thankful for my little burdens that I would have complained about a few weeks ago, but now dealing with much larger tasks lately….I am so, so, so thankful for my husband, my children and even my little sufferings.

Here are the words to the wonderful hymn that I was reminded that I love this past Sunday. Make me a Channel of your Peace, a prayer of  St.Francis of Assisi  by: Sebastian Temple

Make me a channel of Your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring Your love
Where there is injury, Your pardon, Lord
And where there’s doubt, true faith in You

Oh, Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled as to console
To be understood as to understand
To be loved as to love with all my soul

Make me a channel of Your peace
Where there’s despair in life let me bring hope
Where there is darkness, only light
And where there’s sadness, ever joy
Make me a channel of Your peace
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned
In giving to all men that we receive
And in dying that we’re born to eternal life

I needed to hear this hymn this weekend.  It helped me greatly hearing these words in my head when many frustrations came my way.

Please keep praying that he is committed to this and stays sober. Thanks again for all your prayers!

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I was on the phone being scolded for not watching her telling hubby about the mess while she was sitting in time out. She called out to me…ever so proudly to say…”Mom, I peed on my hand!”

This is totally new to me! Why would a little girl put her hand in her training pants and pee on it!!!

I am at a loss for words.    All of you out there reading this, St. Ann and Mother Mary, pray for me to have patience and the know how to curb this behavior!!

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Happy Birthday to my sweet little girl! You were feisty when you were in my belly, and you are still that way to this day! God blessed us with a little ball of fire, that lights up any room that she is in. She is sweet, nurturing, loving and caring. But, also with this package comes a head strong, spirited, stubborn and independent little girl that just doesn’t know how to take no for an answer! (later this will be the gift of perseverance for her, but now is just a pain in my rear! Which is why her nickname is little monster!)  

 

 She didn’t really coo, so to speak. We would kid around and say it was a growl….lol  She sounded like a little wild cat. LOL 

One time I  was on the phone with a friend, with my little baby girl in my arms. My friend on the phone said,  “what is that growling noise, are you holding a dragon toy?!”  LOL 

She could not sleep unless she was in my arms! I literally slept in our recliner for months. (and still do sometimes!) She is my little cuddle monster!

 One day, she will be a strong, independent girl that will know exactly what she wants and will not easily be swayed to change her mind. I pray she will use her strength to be a great soldier in God’s army of faithful servants! 

 

She adores her big brother, and he loves her dearly!

God, Thank you, that on this day 3 years ago you blessed me with my special little girl that her daddy and I love so very much! She is a gift to us and to  her big bubby!

Happy Birthday to you Sweetie! How special that you were born on one of my favorite Saint’s Birthday also! 

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Please pray for the soul of Daniel. He was my husband’s 24 yr old cousin who was found beat to death at his home. The only details we have so far is that a baseball bat was used as the weapon and the killer is in custody. Daniel met with a young man that he was going to sell his vehicle to. Daniel decided not to sell the vehicle to him and that is when it happened. No other details are known.Please pray for Daniel’s father also, he has not been found to be notified of this tragic news. My husband’s aunt, Rochelle was close to them and is having a hard time with, as well as my husband’s mother and all the siblings and family.

Please, if you can say the Divine Mercy Chaplet for Daniel. If you do not have that much time to devote, please say this prayer from the Divine Mercy. Please ask our Lord to apply your intentions to Daniel’s hour of death.
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.
Also, nothing can take away the pain out of such a terrible tragedy. We ask God’s will to be done and if good can come of this, to give grace to all who need it to serve his Holy Will. Please pray for the soul of the man who took Daniel’s life. If there can be a conversion sometime in this man’s life, than that would be Daniel’s victory over satan. For satan to win the soul of a sinner is a tragedy for our Lord also, if our prayers can defeat the works of satan then it can be done in Daniel’s name and give our Lord his victory.

St. Catherine of Sienna, this is your feast day. Please pray for Daniel and his family. Mother Mary, please ask your son to comfort this family, and pray for Daniel.

St. Rita of Cascia, patron saint of the impossible, please pray for the man who took Daniel’s life.

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You know you are living the simple life when your kids are happy to sit forever just watching tiny sugar ants come through a little crack, then smooshing them.

 

(not to self, they aren’t going to go away on their own as longs as crumbs are picked up!)

 

 

 

 

“Hey mom, I think one just stood up and waved at me!”  Smoosh….poor little guy!

 

 

 

You know you are beginning the warning signs of MSO (Mom Spacing  Out)

When you go to put your almost 3 yr old in her pj’s and lift her shirt over her head, but it gets stuck. You think to yourself…..I know she has a kind of a big head..but dang….it can’t grow in one dayYANK…YANK!!  Then you hear her say “Mom…Buddom…Buddom!!!” Translation- Button, Button!!!  Oh…oops…that’s right,this shirt has a button in the back!  Poor daughter!!!  Bad mommy!

You know you are having another MSO moment when:

Son- “Mom, can I get a drink?”

Mom- ” Sure, you can have some T.E.A.” but don’t let your sister see, she has all ready had her tea for the day.

Daughter- “I want tea”

Mom- gasping in astonishment “How did she know I spelled that?”  wow, I must be doing a great job homeschooling if my almost 3yr old can spell !!!

Son- “Duh, the letter T alone says TEA!!”  

Mom- I am a Goober!

 

You know there will be no sympathy for you and temptation will not get easier. When you are coming home from the first meeting with your friends, doing the lightweigh program to loose weight, and your family calls you and ask you to stop at sonic for some strawberry malts on the way home! 

A wise man once said something like “Your loved one’s may be a pain in your side to help get you to overcome and to earn sainthood” LOL Father Corapi 🙂   I guess redemptive suffering can come in small ways too 😉 

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