{Pretty, happy, funny, real}

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{pretty}

I posted yesterday about the dress I bought from eShakti. Here are pictures of it, pardon the wrinkles, I have not had a chance to iron it yet.

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Here is an up close of the embroidery.

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And the tag “custom”! That is so cool.

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{happy}

Our back yard had a fig tree and it is full of yummy figs. Caecilia and our little friend, Vincent love these.

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Since there are so many of them, we are going to turn them in to jam and put them up.  We will take some of them when we go on vacation next month to give to friends and family. (You’ve been warned)

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No, we won’t be using all those jars for the jams we also have a huge bucket of yummy honey that we want to share with friends too. We bought this five gallon bucket last fall at you pick citrus stand in Florida.  It is the best honey I have ever hand and aside from bing filtered, nothing else has been done to it! So I will put some of the honey in to those jars to give away also.

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{funny}

Benedict is our funny boy, here is some proof of that.

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He’s telling you all about the table and his pacifier…

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…and waving his arms a million miles an hour…

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…and offering to share.

{real}

With a heat index of 96 at 10:00 am, this is how we spend part of our days. The kids went out for a half hour after breakfast before the gnats and the heat chased them in.

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No, these aren’t all mine, we have two kids on loan for the week.

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A New Dress

I have been wanting to post about my new dress. I have been stalking eShakti.com for a few close to a year now, but did not make a purchase. First it was because I was pregnant with Benedict, then the sale of our house fell through, then we sold the house, but I was dealing with post-pregnancy body issues and finally, when things seemed to even out, I just felt guilty about purchasing an article of clothing which cost more than $10, so I put it off.

I really liked the things I saw at eShakti, party because there were many classic items, but also because you could customize your dress for a mere $7.50. Pick out a dress then send them your measurements, the length you want,  how tall you are, the sleeve type and neckline type and they will make your dress for you. All for $7.50, plus the cost of the dress. This was key for me, as dressing modestly is very important. I am also plus sized (there I said it) and have what I would say is a strange body shape, so clothes I buy to fit me around the middle just hang and droop around my bustline and neck area.

A few weeks ago, I was stalking around on the site again and found their overstock section with a dress my size, so I sent Joshua a message and asked him what he thought. He gave the go ahead*, so I started to order it, until I discovered that when you sign up for an account, you get a $20 gift certificate toward your first purchase. Well, heck with that, I decided to order a dress and have it customized (free with your first dress!)

Altered with 3/4 length sleeves and mid calf length skirt. (picture from eShakti.com)

 

I ordered my dress on 23 June, in the evening and it arrived on 5 July, pretty darn good turn around, if you ask me. It would  have arrived on the 4th if it weren’t a holiday.When my dress arrived, we were eating dinner, so I set the box aside and managed to control the impulse to run and open it until after dinner was cleaned up, prayers were said and the kids were in bed.

When I opened the box, I was not disappointed. The dress was beautiful. The fabric was a nice weight, the embroidery was done by hand, the seems were well put together and the customizations were done exactly as I requested. After the inspection stage,  I moved on to the try on stage. Wow. Just wow. I wish I had a picture to share with you all, as I did have Joshua take a few, but I am waiting for the new hard drive to arrive still, so you will have to wait. Also, those pictures were taken at 930 in the evening, with bad lighting and my hair was awful. But I will tell you, I told Joshua that eShakti would be my go to place for dresses.

I woke up the next morning and was checking my email from my phone, while in bed, I saw that I had received another $20 gift certificate. I nudged a half awake Joshua and said “It’s like drugs, drugs I tell you!”. They are trying to get me in with their $20 gift certificates and well, it worked. I had another dress picked out, so I figured I would use it to buy that dress.

Altered but adding elbow length sleeves and mid calf length skirt (picture from eShakti.com)

 

In the mean time, I had emailed the nice lady at eShakti who was keeping me posted on the shipping of the first dress to let her know it had arrived and that I really liked it. In turn, she hooked me up with another gift certificate for another $20 off. Awesome. I soon discovered that the gift certificates could not be used together, so that meant another dress. Oh, darn.

Altered with elbow length sleeves and mid calf skirt (picture from eShakti.com)

 

 

And, no, just so you know, I didn’t just buy the dresses because they were sending me these gift certificates. I had been in the market for some new dresses. Plus, we are heading to a big shin-dig wedding in a month, and a new dress would be nice for that too. Now, I just have to decide which one to wear.

I promise to post pictures as soon as I get the dresses and the new hard drive is installed!

 

*no, Joshua does not have to give me permission to buy things, but sometimes he does encourage me to do so or nudges me to buy something for myself.

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{pretty, happy, funny real} Margaret and St. Maria Goretti

I am back to joining up with Leila over at Like Mother, Like Daughter for {pretty, happy, funny, real} this week.

Yesterday was the feast day of St. Maria Goretti and we made cupcakes* to celebrate. I will tell you that we did take more pictures and I did have many more edited and “saved” when I discovered that they were not actually saving. Turns out we need more space added to our ran out of space on our hard drive**. Sad. So here you go with, {funny, real}.

{funny}

My Margaret is ever the ham.

 

 

 

{real}

Yes, Margaret likes milk and cupcakes. Gotta have every last drop and morsel!  She’s showing off her real(ly) classy table manners.

 

 

 

 

*for the record, because I know you all want to know, the cupcakes were white (made with coconut milk!) and had red frosting, representing purity and martyrdom.

**my editor and the person in charge of making sure all my computer speak is correct, made me change, er fix,  that sentence.

 

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Too Quick for a Picture

Today, Benedict stood on his own for a few seconds. By stood on his own, I mean stood up from a sitting position in the middle of the floor, with no help at all! It only lasted a few seconds, but it happened.  I have also been watching him attempt to take steps on his own too. He is cruising the furniture like nothin’ so I imagine walking on his own will happen soon.

He also has adapted a new crawling style. Yesterday, he got up on all fours (hands and feet) and crawled across the floor like that. In the morning, he was pretty miserable during Mass and had to be taken out. He just wanted to be held and whined if I tried to set him down. When we got home, we discovered a fifth tooth! Where did Baby Benedict go?

Maybe he will stand tall on his own soon and I could get some pictures for you all!

 

 

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End of Week Catch Up

I have had a few things I wanted to post about this week, but I have been dealing with a mean case of writer’s block, so here is a quick update, in bullet points.

*First Grade! We started first grade with Karol through Kolbe Academy. He is doing a great job with it too! Not bragging here, but he is beyond awesome with reading, so I really should have gotten the second grade program for reading. That is the beauty of homeschooling though, working with each child’s skills. He got 100% on his first spelling test (a, hat, cat, fat, that, man, has) without breaking a sweat. He does not like to do math and draws it out. He knows what he is doing, he just does not like to sit for the time it takes to do the work.

I have to say that I really like the Kolbe format. They provide the lesson plans with day to day instructions on what to do, but they stress that parents should do what works best for them.  They also provide support via forums and email as well as the phone, so if I ever get stuck, I have a place to turn to.

*Our a/c went out sometime during the night. I woke up to a hot and humid house and it was NOT pleasant. We called a place in town and they had a guy out in about an hour! It was a minor repair and he was done within an hour. Now the house is nice and cool again.

*We met Joshua for Mass today and went to lunch together. I had missed the message from him saying that he wanted to go to lunch after Mass, so that was a nice surprise. I was just planning on going to Zaxby’s and getting something from the drive-thru, but we ended up going to a Hibachi place and enjoyed a nice, quick lunch together. Margaret used chopsticks today and did a pretty good job! As a result of us going to have a late lunch, I am not hungry at all. I think we just might have snacks for dinner tonight and I will make my planned dinner tomorrow night.

*This morning I learned that Caecilia can count to 15. I was practicing counting with Margaret and Caecilia took over! Smart girl. She also sings “Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I wove you, Tomorrow.”

*A while back I posted about our lack of rain, so let me give you an update. In the month of June, the average rainfall for our part of Georgia is 4.49 inches. We ended up with 4.18 for the month. That isn’t bad. Our lawn is actually growing now and the fields are nice and green again. The only thing that is not nice is the fact that the humidity is up again. Boo.

*This morning I booked the tickets for Joshua and Karol’s up coming trip to Italy. Karol’s passport should be arriving next week also. They are flying out of Orlando as it is much cheaper than frying from the nearby regional airport or driving up to Atlanta. I am interested to see how things are around here without Karol.

*Did I tell you that the local Piggly Wiggly, carries Sparkman’s butter? Local, hormone free butter at the same price as store brand butter of unknown sources!  Hooray. We are also closer to the dairy too at our new house, so I smell a field trip.

*Benedict is down to one nap a day. This isn’t that big a deal as he does not do much to get in trouble when he awake. But speaking of the little guy, he does need a diaper change, so I should wrap things up. Have a great weekend.

 

 

 

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Corpus Christi, House Blessing and Roadkill Cabbage

Sunday was a great day! The day began with Mass, at which, we celebrated the Solemnity of the Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ. Mass being the Holy Sacrifice and the source and summit of our the faith, was the best part of the day, as it should be. The rest of the day was just icing on the cake, but it made for great memories!

I said on my faceb,ok that Sunday was the best day since Mothers Day 2009. A friend asked what happed then, so I shall start there and move forward. That was the first time that we hosted a gathering at our house in Marion and used the front porch for dinner. Joshua had bought a string of lights to hang up and I moved the dining room table out there to and set the table for our guests. There was wine, I think, steak, I know, and some of the dumbest things slipping out of the mouth of two of the women there. One of the comments actually made it to the quote section of my friend’s Fb page:

“I have Russian Vodka; from Russia.” —Beth F on Mother’s Day 2009.

We also had a conversation about the biggest truck stop in the world. I know I have been there once or twice, but I do not recall the large semi truck they have suspended there. Someone at the table thought that was suspended by a rope from space, or something. Would that someone want to chime in here?

I guess you had to be there, but I know one of the people who was there reads this blog and is probably at home, rolling on the floor laughing.

So fast forward just over two years. Yes, there has been lots of fun in the past two years, but nothing like Sunday.

This past Sunday was, in addition to the Solemnity of the Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ, was also the day of our house blessing. We have only lived here for a year, but have managed to make a few friends. We hosted about 20 adults and a herd of young children (the youngest being 8 days old).

Friends started arriving around 3 pm and we were mostly ready. Father was a bit late, so we sat around visiting until he arrived. (Note to anyone coming to our house, do not use GPS to get here, it will take you down a road that is not really a road for quite a while). Once he arrived, we had the blessing of the house then on to the food.  More food then we could eat, but it was so good.

The conversation was even better. One of the couples who came are new to our parish (and new parents too!) and it turns out the wife and her family are very good friends with Fr. Hayes, OP, the priest who prepared me for Confirmation in 2003! It also turns out that she knows a friend of mine via a friend of hers. We were playing six degrees of separation, Catholic-Style!

Her husband introduced us to a new term “Roadkill Cabbage”. As I have mentioned before, we are surrounded by produce farms. Across the street from us are cucumbers. Watermelons, cantaloupes, summer squash and cabbage are down the road and around the corner. From time to time, various produce is found on the side of the road, having fallen off of the truck.  Those are known as “Roadkill Produce”. Michael, the young man who introduced us to the term, said that a coworker of his brought in some cabbage that had fallen off a the truck and once the outer layers were peeled off, it was really good. (and it lasted a long long time!). Another guest, confirmed this and said that he had gotten roadkill cantaloupes too. That right there, you can’t make up.

In addition to the roadkill produce, we talked about the Theology of the Body, Confession, Vocations, the number of Anglo families in our parish (40), Dr. Alice von Hildebrand and a host of other things, all while enjoying great food! When they all left, Joshua and I sat down for a bit and I said “I feel smarter after all those conversations” (especially the roadkill produce one, don’tcha know).

After writing this down, I think, wow, how was this such a great day? Really, I think it just is more that, here we are in the middle of Mission country, with very few Catholics and we have managed to meet so many of them!

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Bread of Life

 

Jesus said to the Jewish crowds:
“I am the living bread that came down from heaven;
whoever eats this bread will live forever;
and the bread that I will give
is my flesh for the life of the world.”

The Jews quarreled among themselves, saying,
“How can this man give us his flesh to eat?”
Jesus said to them,
“Amen, amen, I say to you,
unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood,
you do not have life within you.
Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood
has eternal life,
and I will raise him on the last day.
For my flesh is true food,
and my blood is true drink.
Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood
remains in me and I in him.
Just as the living Father sent me
and I have life because of the Father,
so also the one who feeds on me
will have life because of me.
This is the bread that came down from heaven.
Unlike your ancestors who ate and still died,
whoever eats this bread will live forever.”

From the Gospel of St. John 6:51-58

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Something to Chew On

Below is a a blog post written by Mandi at Catholic Newlywed. Check it out:

 

Open to Life

As promised in last week’s Quick Takes (#7), here is the story about how my husband and I went from terrified of becoming pregnant to currently 17 weeks pregnant (and so excited!) in the course of 11 months.  It’s a very long story, and I contemplated publishing it in installments, but I decided to just put it all out there and hope someone is interested enough to read it all!  God works in miraculous ways!

After my husband proposed to me in July of 2009, we began to talk in earnest about our plans for children.  Of course, earlier in our dating relationship we had talked about children, but only to the extent of agreeing that we both wanted children and that we would like to have four or five.  With our upcoming marriage, we needed to make sure we were on the same page as to when to start our family.

Both of our parents made it clear that they wanted us to wait to have children until my husband graduated with his Ph.D.  When we married in July of 2010, I would be finished with my bachelor’s degree but my husband would have two to three years left in his Ph.D. program.  Our parents stressed the difficulty we would have raising a child on a grad student’s salary and the extra stress a baby at home would put on David as he worked to finish his degree.  Their reasoning made sense and we agreed that we wouldn’t intentionally get pregnant until David graduated and found a job.

I say we agreed not to intentionally get pregnant, because we acknowledged that there was always the possibility that I would “accidentally” become pregnant.  We knew that we would use Natural Family Planning since it was the only option available to us as devout Catholics.  I feel very fortunate that the Archdiocese of Denver, where we were married, requires NFP classes for all couples going through marriage preparation, because that meant there were many options available to us for good instruction with knowledgeable teaching couples.  I learned the basics of charting and was confident that I would be able to effectively avoid an unwanted pregnancy.

However, many people (my own parents among them) were very negative about NFP and constantly told me that it would not work.  On several occasions, my parents attempted to change my mind by describing how disastrous it would be if I became pregnant before my husband graduated.  My father “assured” me I wouldn’t go to hell if I used birth control, after all, did I think my mother was going to hell for using birth control?  My mom constantly reminded me that if NFP worked, there wouldn’t be so many large Catholic families in the pews of our church on Sundays.  It didn’t occur to her that maybe there were so many large Catholic families because they chose to have many children, that maybe there was something about the Catholic faith that embraced children as gifts.  But then again, at that point, it didn’t occur to me either.

Despite attempts to persuade us otherwise, my husband and I remained determined to use NFP.  My husband is a very strong Catholic who was raised in a devout family and I know that he would never have consented to use any kind of artificial birth control.   If I hadn’t had his strong support, I can’t say that I would have been strong enough not to have bent to the pressure to use birth control.  I would like to say that I would have stuck with my morals through thick and thin, but my main motivation to use NFP came not from my desire to do God’s will but to prove my naysayers (especially my mother) wrong.  I would use NFP and I would not get pregnant!  This thinking was detrimental and poisonous to our relationship as husband and wife and to our spiritual wellbeing.

At that point, if I were to get pregnant, we would have viewed it as a failure.   Of course, we would have gotten over the initial disappointment and would have welcomed our child into the world, but it is a dangerous mindset that would describe the conception of a child as a “failure” and a “disappointment”.  Although I was using NFP, I was missing a important facet of the Church’s teaching on procreation: that NFP was not to be used in the same way that artificial birth controls usually is, separating the procreative “consequences” from sex.  NFP is only to be used to “postpone pregnancy” (I love this phrase, so much more consistent with openness to life than “avoid” or “prevent” pregnancy) if there is a “just” and “serious” reason.  Here is the passage from the Catechism of the Catholic Church that explains the Church’s teaching on postponing pregnancy:

 

For just reasons, spouses may wish to space the births of their children.  It is their duty to make certain that their desire is not motivated by selfishness but is in conformity with the generosity appropriate to responsible parenthood.  Moreover, they should conform their behavior to the objective criteria of morality. (CCC 2368)

And the corresponding passage in Humanae Vitae:

Those are also to be considered responsible who for serious reasons and with due respect for moral precepts, decide not to have another child for either a definite or an indefinite amount of time.

My husband and I weren’t blatantly disobeying or ignoring the Church’s teaching.  Throughout our dating relationship we were committed to making our relationship as Christ-centered as possible and as we approached our wedding, we were even more determined to start our marriage in a holy state.  But it is now obvious that we didn’t have the knowledge we needed to do this.

No one had ever told us that we should not postpone pregnancy unless we had just and serious reasons.  Even our NFP class presented it as an “moral” alternative to birth control, comparing it’s effectiveness with birth control pills, condoms, etc.  Never was it mentioned that there should be a different mindset toward children and procreation that came along with NFP.  So our mindset defaulted to that of our society at large: We shouldn’t get pregnant until we want to.  God wouldn’t enter into our decision until we decided that we wanted to get pregnant, then and only then would He be needed to help us get pregnant on our terms.  I know, how arrogant that sounds!  We had turned God into an errand boy that we would beckon when we needed Him!  Had I really thought about our approach to family planning, I would have been appalled, but I didn’t initially have any reason to question it or think about it too deeply, so I never did.

So, in light of all this, you may be wondering what significant incident changed my mind? The simplest of things really – a conversation over Facebook.  Yes, Facebook!  A few months before our wedding, I was chatting on Facebook with an acquaintance from my church whose own wedding was coming up as well.  I knew that she was planning to use NFP as well, and I asked her a question that had been bothering me for some time – Was she and her fiancé planning to abstain from sex on their wedding night and honeymoon if it happened to coincide with the fertile time of her cycle?  Her response shocked me – they had taken NFP classes but couldn’t come up with a good enough reason to use it, they were simply going to leave it in God’s hands and welcome a child if it came.

“Not a good enough reason?” I thought.  “Her fiancé just graduated and didn’t yet have a job!  How could they possibly support a child?”  She had a job, she told me, and her husband would have all the time before the baby was born to find a job.   Besides, they trusted God would provide.  Her response sounded  a little irresponsible to me, but it seemed like they had thought it through.

But I continued to ask her questions, “Didn’t they want to have “alone time” as a couple before they had children?”  Her response: they would have at least nine months to be alone, plus they had time together as a couple before they married and it was God’s plan that married couples should have children.  Well, of course I too believed it was God’s plan for marriage to produce children, but God didn’t care when… right?
“But God surely wouldn’t mind if they waited as long as they used NFP,” I added, as if trying to convince her to change her mind.   Thank goodness she was patient with me.  Unwittingly, I had become just as much the naysayer as my mother had been for me.  Then she told me something that I had never heard before, that NFP was only to be used if there were valid reasons to postpone pregnancy.  And she went even further, to detail for me the many people she knew who had been open to life and who God had blessed with children and a way to provide for them. A couple who got pregnant on their honeymoon and were never able to have children again.  A young couple who was raising two little ones on the husband’s grad school salary (this one particularly hit home).

The conversation ended shortly afterward and the subject never came up again.  Although she surely gave me something to think about, it was easy for me to rationalize our use of NFP as “just” due to my lack of a job and David’s paltry grad student stipend.  Sure, other people didn’t see that as enough of a reason, but they weren’t being realistic.  My parents had raised me firmly under the belief that “God helps those who help themselves”.  We would have children in a few years as soon we were financially stable and ready for a child.

Yet I couldn’t brush her words completely out of my mind.  I mentioned them shortly afterward to my fiancé and I was very happy when he confirmed my thinking – he too had never heard that NFP was only to be used to prevent pregnancy in serious circumstances.  Since he came from a devout family, if he hadn’t heard of it, I was sure that it wasn’t the Church’s teaching.  Only overly zealous Catholics took it to that extreme, we assured each other, we surely were doing nothing wrong by being responsible.

And so this was the mindset that we took into our marriage in July of 2010.  Sure enough, my original fear had materialized and we abstained from sex on our wedding night and throughout our honeymoon to prevent pregnancy.  For the first few months of our marriage we were fastidious about our charting out of fear of becoming pregnant.  During the time of month when we had the green light to marital relations, we didn’t enjoy them fully because the fear was still there.  We realized we couldn’t fully enjoy God’s beautiful gift of sex because we were trying to fully disengage it from it’s life-giving aspect.  I felt that we were somehow being cheated of the marital unity that God intended for us.  And every time I thought about this, I was brought back to that conversation I had over Facebook months before.

Instead of dismissing and rationalizing these thoughts yet again, I decided to research them.  I scoured the internet for the Church’s teachings on postponing pregnancy and for practical advice (“What are just reasons for postponing pregnancy?”).  I ordered and read many books on the topic (the most helpful of these was Called to Give Life: A Sourcebook on the Blessing of Children and the Harm of Contraception by Jason T. Adams, which seems to be no longer available).  I began to realize that I was wrong, that just and serious reasons were necessary for postponing pregnancy and in turn this made me angry.  How had I grown up in the Church as an active member and never been told this before?  Why did it seem that the Church was reticent to give this information to its members?  (My opinions as to the reasons I never heard about this before will have to be a topic for another post.)

Unfortunately, none of the websites or books had the answer to the question I was looking for: What is a “just reason” to postpone pregnancy?  (translation: Someone PLEASE tell me we have a just reason to prevent pregnancy!)  At this point, I was definitely hoping that God wasn’t calling us to be parents just yet.  I was enjoying our newlywed life just the two of us and didn’t quite yet want the responsibility of a child.  I was having fun!  But I know that I owed it to God, to my husband, and to myself to actively question (together with David) the validity of our reasons to wait to have children.  And if we came to the conclusion that we didn’t have just reasons, we would submit to the will of God, regardless of our own feelings.

I want to be very careful here, because I do not want to seem like I am making blatant judgment calls as to what is a just reason or not.  Every couple has different circumstances and only that couple, through prayer, discussion and collaboration with the Lord, can determine whether their circumstances are “just reasons” or not.  Of course, some situations are more clear-cut than others, for example medical conditions that would endanger the life of the wife if she were to become pregnant are much more easy to classify as just and serious than financial difficulty due to one spouse being a grad student.  Yet, just because my husband and I decided that his measly grad school salary was not good enough of a reason to postpone pregnancy doesn’t mean that another couple in a similar circumstance should conclude the same.

In our case, our justifications just couldn’t hold up to the “just and serious” criteria.  Yes, my husband is a grad student, but we were surviving well on his salary and the small financial contributions from my job.  If we were even more careful with our finances, we would be able to survive on his salary alone.  We looked more into the cost of having a child, and while I won’t claim that it’s cheap, we also realized that perhaps the cost was overinflated.  We would breastfeed (if everything went well) and use cloth diapers.  We would buy baby items second-hand and I wouldn’t get every toy or contraption made for little ones.  We could make it work.  And there it was, the decision I was hoping to avoid was there – we should no longer postpone pregnancy.

Yet suddenly we realized that the decision we were hoping we wouldn’t come to was the one that would make us ultimately happy.  We not only decided that we would stop postponing pregnancy, but we would actively seek it.  Once we looked carefully into our situation and realized that we no longer needed to be afraid of having children during a time that our society would have deemed “difficult” or “imperfect”, we realized that we were excited to have a child.  Our fear had masked the desire that God had put into our hearts to have a little one.  In December 2010, five months after we were married, we started using NFP to conceive.

The change in our relationship was remarkable.  We were instantly more relaxed and in sync with one another.  And yes, our intimate time together was much improved.  Instead of feeling relieved each month when I realized I wasn’t pregnant, we were sad, but we trusted God’s timing.  In March of 2011, we conceived our little peanut and we couldn’t be happier.  Everything is just the same as it was when we got married, everything except our hearts.  My husband is still a grad student and we are living on a small stipend.  In fact, our situation would seem even less welcoming to a child than it was when we were first married, as we are moving in about three weeks for my husband’s schooling to a place where we do not have family or a support system.  Yet we are so at peace with our young, growing family.  Our hearts and lives are very different than when we married less than a year ago and we look forward to the future together in the way that God intended it: open to life.

We have decided that after our little one is born, that we will not be using NFP in the foreseeable future.  We recognize that there may be reasons in the future that we will need to postpone pregnancy, but we are much more confident in relying on God’s timing and his protection regarding our family.

As for the young woman who planted the seed of truth in our lives, I have yet to tell her how drastically she changed our lives and repaired our relationship with our fertility, with each other, and with the Lord.  I feel like it’s a conversation I’d like to have with her in person someday.  She and her husband are expecting their own little miracle in August.
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On Watermelons

I posted about our 43 pound watermelon yesterday and was asked two questions.

1. Did it taste good?!

2. Where do you store 43 pounds of watermelon after it’s cut into?!!

 

I will answer those in just a moment, but first I wanted to tell you about the watermelon fields down here. We actually live in the middle of produce country. Cucumbers, tomatoes, peppers and watermelons. Everyday we have a lot of trucks and old school buses driving by our house full of produce. The watermelons come by in old school buses. The back part is cut off and the seat area is full of watermelons. We call them Watermelon Buses in our house and they drive by many times a day, taking the harvest to market.  Sometimes the Watermelon Bus will lose a melon or two and they end up smashed on the side of the road. Those melons look very red and delicious, just sitting there crushed and yummy. And those are the ones smashed on the side of the road.

So, when we were at the Farmer’s Market on Saturday we were excited to see watermelons for sale. We bought the 43 pound one for a mere $8! Joshua took it to the van and while the kids and I looked at a few other stands. We stopped at one to buy summer squash and some corn. The Farmer at the stand was talking to us and must have been charmed by my adorable children (that or thought that we really really needed it because Caecilia was wearing a ratty dress that day ) and gave us a watermelon.

Now, I can answer those questions!

1. I have no idea how the 43 pound watermelon tastes, yet. However the smaller one is wonderful.

2. You invite people over to help you eat it. Hopefully there will not be too much left over.

 

And yes, Paulette, Karol will be more than willing to help eat it all! On Sunday night, we let him eat as much as he wanted. He learned that there is a such thing at too much watermelon, but he had a lot of fun getting to that point.

 

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