Hard Times, Easy Recipes

A Plate Of Easy Big Fat Dinner Rolls.

With quarantine orders and so much difficulty going on in the world today, I wanted to share some simple recipes I found that could make life easier for some of you out there.

Economically, things are looking bad… it’s mind-blowing how fast all this has happened.  We were lucky to already have enough groceries and things stocked up since mid-February when I could tell this virus would probably cause us to not want to venture out with a newborn, however of course we’ve had to go out a few times just to keep up with things I didn’t foresee and the never-ending need for milk (even though we have plenty of dry milk if we need to use it for emergency).  I’ve thought several times we should just buy a cow!  Our kids really drink it!

On basic foods to keep us going, we’re at least good for 6 months, if not more.  A lot of that has come from me learning how to cook from scratch simple meals, make simple foods, and store store store things in the freezer when we can.  Being stocked up on basic pantry necessities has been a way of life for us for so long now I’m not even sure when we started.  At least I can tell you that this can be done frugally, we can make it through this!  Hugs to anyone reading this out there!

Back a few years ago when our daughter was born, I started watching this sweet little woman doing a youtube show on Great Depression Cooking.  We really pinch pennies around here, and even aside from that, I just love knowing how to make simple meals that are healthy, but easy on the budget.  We don’t really have to live like that, but for some reason I find it enjoyable.  One of my husband’s coworkers said we lived, “like peasants,” which I took as a compliment.

Here are some of her basic survival tips for a start, and if you don’t have room for an extensive garden, even a patio balcony in an apartment is enough room!  We used to have a beautiful, well-stocked garden when we lived in a town-home ❤  There was no front or backyard, so we just filled our balcony with plants, tomatoes, jalapenos and herbs!  The most interesting thing is how creative people can get when they’re poor 🙂

Here is her video I believe I may have posted before on a, “poor man’s feast,”

Check out her channel for more meal ideas

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Easy Big Fat Yeast Rolls Recipe

A Plate Of Easy Big Fat Dinner Rolls.

  • 1 c water, warm
  • 1 pkg active dry yeast
  • 1/4 c sugar
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 3 Tbsp butter, softened
  • 1 large egg, beaten
  • 3 1/2 – 4 c all-purpose flour

Preheat oven to 350’F  Add water to the yeast, then add the next 4 ingredients, beat with a dough hook if available until blended (use a big mixing bowl)

Add the flour and mix it in until a soft dough forms (and isn’t sticky anymore… sometimes this takes more or less flour)

Put onto floured board and knead until smooth

Put into greased bowl and cover with plastic wrap (or a towel), allow to rise in a warm place for 45 min

Punch dough down and turn out onto floured board

Shape into little balls and arrange on a 9×13 greased baking dish, let rise again 30 min

Bake at 350’F for 20 min, brush butter on top once done!

Recipe found here

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Making Sourdough Starter – from Around the Family Table Blogger and Cookbook author

Sourdough baking is an incredible baking adventure and it can begin in your kitchen today. It is an art and it is so rewarding to pull a crusty artisan or a soft sandwich loaf out of the oven. In the post we will begin in the very beginning of sourdough, starting with the first tablespoon of flour and water to make a starter. We will take you through the day by day steps to have a successful baking experience.

If this looks too time consuming you may email me to receive a small jar of mature sourdough starter. I do ask for $6 to cover the packing/shipping cost…

Click here to read full post

I’m so sorry for everyone going through these hard times.  It may get better, but it also may get a whole lot worse.  It’s best to be prepared either way to live off what you have and to make plans to start a garden now (order supplies and seeds online), rather than wait.

Stephanie

 

Pruning and weeding as frames of mind — Days of Sunshine

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in. George Washington Carver Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees. Rudyard Kipling For behold, the kingdom […]

via Pruning and weeding as frames of mind — Days of Sunshine

Last Baby Arrives with a Bang!

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We’re finally home, the baby surprised everyone and decided to come (much to our dreading it) on of all the days available between full term and 40 weeks, Leap Year day. 😀

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It happened the way my Dr thought it would, by me contracting so hard that my water broke, and the baby had to come out whether we were ready or not! The contractions were coming so fast, 3 minutes apart by the time the Dr got there, and getting pretty intense, the c section felt almost like an emergency. And of course they don’t want you pushing it out due to uterine rupture risk, so needless to say, it was an intensely scary and rushed experience.

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I mean I was having a huge contraction at the same time the anesthesiologist was putting in the epidural!!!!

I’m thankful though, that we made it.  I’m thankful we didn’t have him in a car!  But there’s no getting around that it was intense. Even after our cutie was born, I don’t think I was able to feel relief until later sometime the next day.

There wasn’t as much scar tissue this time, but my Dr said my bladder had attached itself to the upper part of my uterus due to the more recent scar tissue from the last pregnancy growing.  And just in case women who haven’t had kids yet are reading this, you really want to avoid c-sections if possible.  It wasn’t possible for me.  Our first wouldn’t have likely survived if it hadn’t been an emergency c-section, so it’s just the way life played out.  But if you can avoid it, do so!  There’s no telling where my bladder will end up this time 😂

I love the hospital I delivered at (for 3 out of 4 babies)!  It feels more like staying at a resort, they even have good food LOL and a free postnatal massage!  Just quite a nice experience for after giving birth!  It was actually kind of fun in a way 😀  My parents came to the hospital every night and made me laugh for hours.  My dad ensured I had enough chocolate… LOL  I think he may have gone just a tad overboard though!!!!  LOL

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It’s been a bit more painful of a recovery than normal in the first 2 days, and it was suggested that it may have been all that separating of the bladder from my uterus and such. 

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But other than that, it’s been a great recovery!!  I’m up and walking around and not feeling ANY pain at times – and this is coming from pain so intense I vomited (never had it this intense before – but that was earlier on)….   Just yesterday morning, after the pain meds wore off, I didn’t even notice it and went a few more hours not realizing I should have taken a pain blocker. This usually happens though, for some reason my body doesn’t need the pain meds at all around day 4-5. That was day 4.  So hopefully it just gets better from here. Breastfeeding is always painful at the beginning, but that works itself out after a few weeks of baby learning to latch and mom adjusting to baby’s feeding style.

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Day 5 postpartum – up and feeling great… if feeling great includes being like a zombie!

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My husband wanted to surprise me while I was in the hospital, and put up this design in our window – so sweet!  It looks like stain glass in person!

I’m very grateful God gave me this weird ability to not feel the pain as much (usually) and pop back up right after giving birth.  It IS weird, but it is VERY appreciated.  I know this sounds odd, but it’s always reminded me of the Hebrew women described in Exodus (even though maybe the maids were exaggerating a little bit), we are part Jewish so who knows?

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I won’t be posting much, other than re-blogs I find enriching, just mostly reading stuff that’s both hilarious and/or uplifting 😀 sometimes both!

 

“I Can’t Afford to Homeschool.” | Let’s Talk About Priorities — There’s No Place Like Home

Thus video was just too powerful not to share it! We have lived this message and gone without, bought our cars in cash, lived for years in a “too small,” house where the kids had to share rooms, but in all that we found so much happiness and contentment!  In fact, I think it truly helped us grow to be better stewards of our money together. I still make most of our food myself, and still do without probably more than the average family. We just make it work.

But I understand some families just can’t do this, however I agree with her that those numbers are probably very small.

I’ve held this in for a long time. In the past several months, I’ve encountered so many people who are upset over the state of our schools, whether it’s due to vaccine mandates, inappropriate curriculum, bullying, pedophiles school employees, etc. That’s completely understandable. People SHOULD be upset. Unfortunately, most of these parents say they’re interested […]

via “I Can’t Afford to Homeschool.” | Let’s Talk About Priorities — There’s No Place Like Home

Almost … There … The End is in Sight!!!

I thought about writing an update, but there’s NOTHING to really update with 😀 still… I’ve gotten some emails asking how it’s going and…

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And it feels like how Grumpy Cat (RIP) must have felt with that face LOL 😀 !!!

Very much ready to be done, but I have a little more than a week to go.  At least it’s another scheduled c-section, so it’s not like this is going to go on forever, but with how 2/3 babies have come earlier than scheduled, no one really knows what to expect!

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We had a scare this past week where I was having regular, intense contractions for HOURS… but at the hospital the dang contractions just weren’t showing up on their monitor (when googling, this seems to be a normal thing if it’s lower or back labor – go figure!).  The nurse thought I was probably in, “early labor,” which can last for weeks … Greeeaat!!!  LOL

So it’s been on and off again contractions since then, but I’ve resolved not to go back unless I think he’s about to fall out.

Cleaning has gotten fun.  Last night there were some crumbs from the kids’ dinner under the table and I foolishly tried to reach them (why I didn’t sweep I have no idea – pregnancy brain?) and I practically rolled away trying to reach that low!  Apparently the floor is off limits now for how round I’ve gotten.  I’m thinking this baby must be bigger than our last (each baby has curiously been a little heavier than the last, which is normal statistically, but still kind of odd to me).

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So apparently, since I’ve had 3 c-sections before, it’s actually fairly risky for the laws/guidelines and hospital policies to force physicians to push out scheduled c-sections until after 39 weeks.  I know I’ve thought of this before, but I’ve never been interested enough to look into all the details.  Apparently, it’s better for a woman whose had 3+ to schedule for as early as 37 weeks, because the risk of having a uterine rupture (from contractions – which I’ve been having!!) is higher.  There isn’t much literature or research out on this yet, but I found a very good article here .  (You have to register for Medscape to read the full article, but it’s more than worth it in my opinion!)

Here are some quotes from the article

Waiting until 39 weeks increases maternal risk,” said Laura Hart, MD, a fellow in the division of maternal fetal medicine at the University of Texas Health Science Center in Houston. “The optimal time of delivery is 38 weeks for women with 2 previous cesarean deliveries and 37 weeks for those with 3 or more.”

“To our knowledge, this is the first study to analyze maternal and perinatal morbidity by the number of previous cesarean deliveries,” said Dr. Hart, who presented the results here at the Society for Maternal-Fetal Medicine 34th Annual Meeting.

So this research was presented back in 2014, and I haven’t been able to find anything else that was more recent.  There’s a lot of money involved in this decision though, with insurances and Medicaid not wanting to pay or cover elective c-sections unless medically necessary.  It’s interesting to me that physicians haven’t tried to push the research to show that earlier deliveries for repeat c’s are medically necessary due to increased risks, but perhaps with time we’ll see more studies like this.

“Despite the intention to wait until 39 weeks, some women will go into labor, have spontaneous rupture of membranes, experience placenta abruption, or develop complications such as hypertension,” she noted. This often leads to more unscheduled and emergency cesarean deliveries, which can increase the risk for further complications.

Delivery before 39 weeks has been discouraged for uncomplicated pregnancies because of concerns about neonatal morbidity in early-term infants. However, supporting data are limited, said Dr. Hart, and the wait could actually increase the risk for women with multiple previous cesarean deliveries.

In general, I’ve noticed doctors don’t agree with the new-ish policies in place where they aren’t allowed to make the decision to schedule earlier (hospitals often prevent them now from even trying to schedule earlier).  It sounds good in theory, to wait until 39 weeks, but from a doctor’s perspective, it puts the patient (and them) into this situation where the baby could come early, and risk an emergency c-section situation where they feel rushed, instead of it being calm and planned – or have other complications.

Delivery at 39 Weeks Not Optimal

Only about 60% of women with 2 previous cesarean deliveries were able to delay delivery until 39 weeks, and only about 50% of those with 3 or more.

So I’m in that 50% that may or may not make it to the scheduled date before going into active (and dangerous) labor.  It’s interesting at least.

I will say, with our second, I had to wait it out and scheduled for the FIRST day of that 39th week, and yet our little viking son came the day before.  And he came so fast and with so many contractions closer than 3 minutes apart, the Dr. had to really rush to get there in time and it *did* feel like a very rushed and emergency-like situation.  VBACS are possible, technically, but very risky for uterine rupture once one has been cut open this many times.  I didn’t feel like risking it back then, and now, after so many, it really isn’t wise to try.

I wondered the other night if March of Dimes had anything to do with putting pressure on physicians and hospitals to be forbidden from delivering before 39 weeks, and low and behold I was right!  I do love how much they advocate for pre-term babies, but I did notice they are pushy with their ideas.  They are one of the major lobbyists who have been trying to pass bills into law where women with repeat c-sections no longer have this right to choose an earlier (much safer and controlled) delivery.  They’ve succeeded in impacting low-income women, who already have higher rates of risky pregnancies and maternal death, as March of Dimes succeeded in taking away their Medicaid coverage for elective repeat c-sections before 39 weeks, essentially forcing them to have to wait.

Instead of only affecting the lower income population though, it’s hard to find a practice and hospital where the doctor is also allowed this freedom to choose for you what is, “medically necessary.”  Becasue of the medicaid issue (at least in our state), hospitals are now forbidding anyone to be able to schedule at what used to be considered full-term (37 weeks).  You just have to wait it out, hope your baby doesn’t come early, and hope that when the contractions do start, you can get to a hospital before your uterus ruptures!  Ok… a little too dramatic but labor contractions – especially when you have a uterus isn’t supposed to go into labor – get intense and dramatic pretty fast 😀

I’m not too worried, more annoyed if anything that we’ve lost another medical freedom due to pushy lobbyists who don’t listen to medical advice or allow individual doctors and their patients to make their own professional/preferential medical decisions (but hey… follow the money).

Anyway… enough of that stuff.  I just thought it was interesting and worth mentioning as I’m having to wait it out.  We did choose a date for sentimental reasons that is closer to 40 weeks anyway though, because I just wasn’t thinking about the risk of coming early, but who knows when this little one will arrive!

I took some last chance pregnancy pictures – just because it’s kind of fun to look back on and see how big I was in relation to past times or even to the postpartum deflate-gate LOL

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So this is full-term… 38 weeks and a few days.  Baby feels incredibly heavy but I LOVE feeling him move and knowing he’s ok in there.

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Sorry – making a face 😀  I just feel SO. VERY. HUGE and puffy, even though I know it’s mostly just belly… I did gain quite a bit this time, although with the miscarriage being right before, I wasn’t tracking it as well due to feeling so down.  It’s funny how each pregnancy has been so different though, almost based on what the baby may need.  I’m also pretty tall, so 45-50 pounds doesn’t show the same as it would on someone much shorter.

I thought it’d be interesting to post a close-up face picture, because I look really puffy and haggard with this pregnancy (and it was like that from the beginning to be honest).  That supposed, “glow,” and gorgeous skin never appeared this time, and apparently pregnancy can age you up to 11 years (with subsequent ones)!  From this linked article:

Earlier this year, researchers from George Mason University found that childbirth could age a woman by as many as 11 years.

While it may be nerve-racking to learn that having children can accelerate the aging process, scientists still don’t fully understand why this happens and don’t want women to worry.

My dermatologist tried to warn me after our daughter that it would be hard, “on my face,” her exact words, but I don’t care so much.  It’s almost like I’m too tired to care, plus our kids are so cute and SO worth it!  And realistically, it may have something to do with my thyroid, how we had just found out it was underactive right before getting pregnant after a miscarriage.  A low thyroid contributes to premature aging as well, and I could see fine lines and just an overall, “haggard,” look right from the get-go.  This picture isn’t filtered, although there is some very minimal makeup.  Mostly it’s just to show the fine lines.  I’m aging… that is for sure.  It will be funny to see what my longtime dermatologist (who’s seen me since I was a preteen) will say this time after the baby’s born.  She’s very much about aesthetics… we just have different views on whether kids are worth it or not.

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I do love and appreciate how my husband loves knowing we’re aging together.  To me, it’s actually romantic (but then I find almost anything romantic)!  Both of us getting wrinkles, pure white hairs for me, grays for him, feels more like a journey – and one I’m not alone in.

Yay to babies, their toll on your face LOL, getting older and feeling haggard – or not!  I could do without the haggardness and exhaustion, but hopefully after the delivery my energy and life will come back and I won’t feel so much like a zombie.

Fingers crossed 😉

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Things I Want My Daughter to Know: Remember Who You Are

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I came across this phrase, “Remember who you are,” from a fellow blogging friend who described hearing it over her family’s Thanksgiving holiday.

Always on the look-out for tidbits of wisdom to add into my daughter’s book of short little entries for her to have later on in life, I couldn’t resist asking for permission to add this one in!

From Days of Sunshine (please consider this in the same vein as a guest post) –

“We spent yesterday driving up to Lake Hartwell, Georgia, to spend Thanksgiving with family. Along the way, we decided to stop in and see good friends who relocated to Georgia from Kentucky, whom we had not seen in years. They have found a truly beautiful spot to live here. The Georgia forests are alive with fall colors. We found ourselves gasping at the woods and creeks with each curve of the road or descent into a valley. It was a spectacular drive.

While we were visiting, one of their teenage daughters asked permission to go out with some of her friends from school to look at a display of Christmas lights. Her parents asked who she was going with, who else might be there, who was driving, and so on, before telling her she could go.

As she was walking out the door, her mother stopped her and said, “Remember who you are. Make good decisions.”

Remember who you are. Make good decisions.

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That succinct delivery of wisdom stunned me. Her daughter received the words thoughtfully too, even though you knew she was accustomed to hearing it. I told our friends that I was going to make a note of those words for when Elise is old enough to venture into the world independently. That will become my mantra too.

As a young adult (heck, even as a mature adult), you get so caught up in being popular or trying to attract the attention of certain people that you tend to forget existential decisions often seem like small matters. That pushing through what seems like a porous boundary on one occasion – what might seem like a small or even reasonable gamble – can end up having life-altering consequences.

And beyond that, we now live in a society that is actively encouraging children to forsake the wisdom of millennia for cheap pleasures or a fleeting sense of belonging. How do you tell a child to be wise when every other social influence – even perceived authorities and institutions – are telling them to be stupid and make mistakes? How do you help your child navigate cultural influences that now have quite the track record for producing lost and miserable generations?

Our friends are Mormon. Although I am Roman Catholic, I have always respected the practical wisdom of Mormon parenting and felt a kinship to their virtue ethics.

After our conversation last night, I Googled the phrase “remember who you are” and learned that this is a common refrain in Mormon communities. The reason the words are so effective is they cut to the core of what it means to be a person of faith and live with dignity.

When someone tells you to remember who you are, you do not only think “I am a person from a good family, who was raised correctly, who genuinely wants to live a good and virtuous life and bring honor to my family name.” It goes well beyond filial piety (not that filial piety is a bad thing). Rather you think, “I am a child of God and everything I do is a demonstration of my relationship with God. What will doing this say about who I am as a person and what I value? Do the people around me care about what they are doing in the same way?”

To that end, I enjoyed reading this article on Mormon parenting:

We have been up in Logan this past week caring for Richard’s wonderful 91-year-old mother who sleeps about 20 hours a day and retains her wonderful, sweet personality, though for the last two or three years, she can’t remember who we are or who she is. Seasons revolve, roles reverse. She took care of me in that same house on Fifth North when I was a small boy, and now we take care of her in the same rooms.

I don’t want the forgetting part to happen to me, but I do want what she has had — another really good 20-plus years beyond 65. During that autumn of her life, she created lesson plans for a national chain of preschools, wrote a remarkable history of her Swedish ancestors, managed her investments, real estate and rental properties, dabbled in poetry and art, traveled around the country and around the world, and maintained great relationships with every one of her children and grandchildren. She’s in her deep winter now, and in her lucid moments wishing to go to a better place to be with my dad, who has been gone for 50 years.

There is a certain irony in the fact that she can’t remember anything, because I used to think I was the only boy with a mother who, every time I left the house, and I do mean every time, would yell at me, “Remember who you are!” I have since learned that it is quite a common parting shot among moms, including Teddy Roosevelt’s mother.

You guys know I love Teddy Roosevelt, so the idea that Roosevelt’s mother used to say this too is just fantastic. But anyway, back to the article:

“Remember who you are” means a lot of good things, like uphold the family name, make me proud, don’t do anything stupid, be careful, think, etc. But have you thought what it means in the eternal context? Remember who you really are — a child of God, a spiritual being having a mortal experience, a person who has taken upon himself the name of Christ, a priesthood holder, etc.

We want our children to remember those things not just so they will behave better, but so they will feel more self-worth, treat their body with respect, make good choices, be kind to others, protect themselves and their standards. We could give them continual lectures on all these points, but maybe the best way to say it really is “Remember who you are.”

It strikes me, however, that this approach only works on children if their lives up to that point have had some sort of spiritual information.

If you told a child who was raised by moral relativists to remember who they are, they would not respond with “I am a person who genuinely wants to lead a good life.” They would say, “I don’t know. Who am I?” This is one of the many reasons social institutions now fail to produce kids who are capable of flourishing at all, let alone flourishing through periods of adversity.

You can’t ground someone who has come to view their personhood as some plastic cultural context. Similarly, a person who does have a life with spiritual content cannot remember who they are without placing the small stuff within an eternal context.”

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Christian Leaders are saying lies about you — Mario Murillo Ministries

Why would I begin the New Year with a blog like this? Because, you and I as believers in Christ are in a war against evil. The one thing you want to do in the coming New Year is to defeat evil. And evil is about to take a nasty turn—a turn you need to […]

via Christian Leaders are saying lies about you — Mario Murillo Ministries

Email Questions & More Ponderings

First, a Pregnancy Update 🙂 

I’m finally in the third trimester of this pregnancy and am currently in between week 30 and 31.  It’s been amazing how much more difficult this one has been, granted I am older (33), but somehow the problems have seemed much worse than in the past pregnancies.  Last pregnancy was hard at the very end, but not as early as this one has been, if that makes sense.

I’ve had a longer time of nausea/vomiting (5 months worth, and then it just came back at 7 months for a second act!), a couple of tiny varicose veins that are a little painful and annoying (just thankful they’re tiny!), and just a general exhaustion that probably comes from being a mom to three kids under 10 already 🙂 .  I have to ask my doctor about another problem that just popped up, but it looks like from online diagnosis’s that I might be put on bed-rest in a couple of weeks 😦 .  I’m so glad it is close to being over, and that the baby is growing fine and doing well – I have to think on the happy things to keep from feeling overwhelmed.  On a side note – compression socks are AMAZING lol and really seem to work for the circulation problems I’m experiencing.  My mom bought a bunch for me right away when she found out I was having issues, and I can tell the difference when I wear them or forget to, they really work!  And to note – I never had anything remotely like this with the past 3 pregnancies!!!  So varicose veins… bad circulation… all that is very new, and (I guess?) contributed to age.

Our Last Baby…

I had one email from a reader asking if I’m really ok that this is our last baby, and how my husband not wanting more is the reason we’re stopping, and how I’m feeling about all that.  You know… I really am thankful God has made this pregnancy so awkward and difficult, it DOES help with accepting that my husband doesn’t want anymore 😀 !!!  That probably sounds so shallow and non-spiritual of an answer 🙂 but it IS the truth!  I wrote a more, “wise-sounding,” spiritual answer here if anyone is still interested.  I’ve never really let it bother me much anyway, I always just accepted his limit, and honored it by not allowing myself to get upset or bothered.  I’ve actually thanked him many times over this pregnancy for calling it quits in light of how hard it’s been.

And he really is giving us a grace in setting his own limit.  It’s not just hard on me, a difficult pregnancy is hard on the whole family, because so much of what I do gets backed up or not done as well.  It’s hard on him having a very sick wife for 5 months plus, and it’s VERY hard on our other children, almost not really fair to them to have a mom that is so sick for so long (and now looking at potential bedrest for the last 6-7 weeks – you can imagine how hard that will be on them and him!).  So in light of all that, his decision has proven to be very wise in my mind, and I’m so grateful he had the courage to do it even though he knew I wanted a lot more than four.  It’s been wonderful watching his confidence as our spiritual leader and head of household grow through the years.

I think it’s good to respect your husband’s decisions as the head of the household, even if other people try to get you to feel offended or feel bad for you (had a comment like that last pregnancy)!  Recently my husband had a conversation with his parents where he could hear his dad in the background, angry at one of my husband’s boundaries and firm decisions (over something super minor and of little consequence to them!).  It immediately made me so sad he has parents who act offended at him having boundaries, I actually apologized on their behalf to him, since to me that’d be painful.  Luckily we figured out a plan where my parents could accommodate his parents’ wishes, which will hopefully make them change their mind.  We have countless examples of experiences like this with them, but it still kind of shocks me each time how they react in anger at what I’d view as, “normal,” boundaries.  The only good thing God’s shown me in this, is that it makes my husband turn closer to us as an immediate family.  The more someone reacts in anger at another person’s boundaries, the more it kind of just pushes that person away, and makes them not want to be around those people much.  Growing up in a household where he wasn’t allowed to have boundaries makes his spiritual growth in this area even more remarkable in my mind.

Fear of Childbirth

I was asked if I was scared again of another c-section… a reader remembered the last pregnancy where I mentioned this since it’s well-known multiple c-sections are kind of risky, with even the possibility of death.  I wrote about the last experience with our daughter here – in preparing oneself spiritually for childbirth (all the fears etc.).  I really was somewhat afraid of dying for some reason… it is a little more risky with multiple c-sections, so much could go wrong, yet usually doesn’t.  But this time around, it feels very different.  There’s a confidence that even if I do pass (which I’m sure is still highly unlikely) there will be contentment and peace in God allowing that… it’s almost a whole new level of trust.  I really don’t understand this kind of peace, and I haven’t experienced it before except right before each birth when I really just have to let go and trust God while being awake and cut open, knowing He has the final say in the operating room.  Last time there was a lot of scar tissue, which is normal for repeat c-sections, but it does cause complications at times because the different organs/tissues stick to each other (have literally grown together!), and need to be separated.  Last time I remember it taking them quite some time to sort it all out, and from just a little research online, most doctors don’t like opening a woman up and seeing that mess – and I don’t blame them!

Overall it’s been a fast pregnancy, and we’re so excited for the coming baby boy to add to our fold in 2020!!!!  ❤

Happy New Year Readers!

You’re My One Thing – Rich Mullins

 

I love Rich Mullin’s songs, especially all the songs on this particular, “Songs,” album!  I grew up constantly hearing his music in our house, and almost know each song word for word by default 🙂  He was SUCH an amazing man (passed away too young, but God must have wanted him early), and was an authentic Christian, living out his faith by severely limiting his income from his fame and song writing/performances.

To me, he was the real deal 😉

The song above I’ve actually felt so clear, and in an almost new way, sometime time last year somehow… imagining myself hanging over some kind of dark pit, or sometimes off of a cliff we are constantly climbing (representing hard times) and holding on to God’s Hand.  In my imagination of this scenario, I’m telling God that, “He’s my one thing, the only thing that matters,” as everything else fades away.  Somehow holding tightly to His hand brings so much peace and contentment, no matter whatever is going on in the physical realm.

Here is the verse this song comes from,

“Whom have I in heaven but You?  And besides You, I desire nothing on earth.

My flesh and heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart, my portion forever.

But as for me, the nearness of God is my good;  i have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all Thy works.”

Ps. 73:25-26, 28

Embracing Fall with Joy & Thanksgiving!

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This past month has been full of wonderful surprises and blessings as we push through to the end of the fall semester.  Our oldest has been doing great on his tests, even completing two comprehensive science tests that spanned 4 pages long each!  His grades were fine when he was in public school, but he learns even more complex details for each subject now, and his grades are still averaging out to all A’s with the harder, more complex material!

There’s just no comparison to how much better homeschooling has been as far as actual learning goes.  We’re beyond elated!!!

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And we still love our weekly outings getting to take in the beauty of Texas.  It really is so incredibly beautiful if you know how to seek it out.  I could not believe the incredible fall colors in these pictures (and these are not edited, this is 100% as much as the camera lens could capture – and even more perfect in person)!

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When our kids come back from these outings, I can sense the change in them immediately ❤ they’re calmer, happier, and have this overall sense of well-being as they relax on the car ride home.  They also seem to have a renewed sense of wonder and appreciation for the colors of nature as we’re driving home!  The effects of being surrounded by so much beauty are long-lasting. 😀  I just love it!

I’m so grateful that with the freedom of homeschooling, things like this are doable.

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The ducks, turtles, and egrets around made it even more exciting for them.

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Love having my mom on these trips in the mornings!  She used to paint, so seeing all this beauty in nature really touches her heart, too ❤  And the kids just love being with her – she’s like a real life Mary Poppins in heart and attitude!!!

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Cuties ❤

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They have so many places to just sit and stare at the trees reflected on the water.

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One of my favorite pictures (above), a wooden dragonfly hovering over the still and peaceful water.

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Our boys love hopping over this garden wall.

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Our oldest tried to teach his brother how to play chess, while we just sat there and talked as a couple of hours passed by.  It was so peaceful and relaxing… definitely a luxurious November day.  I do wish we had snow, but then it wouldn’t be as easy to go out and enjoy days like this for as long as we’re able to.

Here’s a link to an article I read (and loved) recently:

Scientists Show How Gratitude Literally Alters The Human Heart & Molecular Structure Of The Brain

From the article,
“Researchers are now discovering that the heart also responds and that it might actually be the heart that’s responsible for sending these signals to the brain. ….

Their work, among many others, has proven that when a person is feeling really positive emotions like gratitude, love, or appreciation, the heart beats out a different message, which determines what kind of signals are sent to the brain.

Not only that, but because the heart beats out the largest electromagnetic field produced in the body, the Institute has been able to gather a significant amount of data.

According to Rolin McCratey, Ph.D, and Director of Research at Heartmath?)

“Emotional information is actually coded and modulated into these fields. By learning to shift our emotions, we are changing the information coded into the magnetic fields that are radiated by the heart, and that can impact those around us. We are fundamentally and deeply connected with each other and the planet itself.” (source)

The article goes on to talk about the mysterious power of prayer… give the article a look for some gratitude inspiration!