10 Simple Family Traditions for Advent

December 1st, 2016 | Posted by Bryn in Advent | Catholic | Liturgical Living - (Comments Off on 10 Simple Family Traditions for Advent)

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It’s that time of year again, folks. Everyone’s busy, but cheerful, and the radio stations are playing nothing but Christmas songs even though it’s not Christmas yet.

But it’s December 1st, surely “Christmas Season” has begun, right?

NO! Traditionally, the four weeks before Christmas day have always been Advent, a Christian liturgical season of penitential preparation for the celebration of the birth of Christ as well as for His second coming.In the Catholic Church, we can see evidence of Advent in the priests purple or rose colored vestments, the lighting of the Advent candles, special readings leading up to the birth of Christ, and an empty manger scene. Click here to read more about why Advent is so important to Christians.

Advent can be tricky because all kinds of celebrations are happening all around our kids. Holiday dance recitals, 25 Days of Christmas movies, the Christmas singing program at school, and school Christmas parties all occur during Advent. They see all the decorations and TV programs and hear the Christmas music and obviously assume it’s time to celebrate. That’s what makes this season of anticipation harder for parents to navigate.

Here are 10 things we can do this Advent to prepare our own hearts and our childrens’ hearts for His coming:

1. Light an Advent wreath. If you don’t have one, most parishes sell them this time of year, they can be ordered online, or you can make your own. This creates a special place for daily Advent prayers and shows the progression of the weeks as each candle is lit.

 

2. Get an Advent calendar. I’ve seen Advent calendars that have a daily ornament, chocolate, beer, Lego figures, toys, pretty much anything. This is especially fun for the kids to be able to countdown to Christmas and ups the anticipation as each door is opened.

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3. Set up a Nativity scene at home. Most of us have a Nativity set (or several) packed with our Christmas decorations, and now is the time to get it out and set it up in a prominent place in your home. The trick with this is to take the Christ child away until Christmas morning. I’ve had my Nativity set for years, and I place a pregnant Mary, which is a figure that matches that I already had in place of Mary holding baby Jesus until Christmas morning when they “magically” appear. If placed on a table top, it can be a place for prayer and reading the bible or other religious books.

 

thejessetree 15178176_739760849509326_2805305447897112208_n4. Set up a Jesse Tree. The tradition of the Jesse tree goes back hundreds of years. According to LoyolaPress.com, “We adorn a Jesse tree with illustrated ornaments that represent the people, prophesies, and events leading up to the birth of Jesus. The ornaments of the Jesse tree tell the story of God in the Old Testament, connecting the Advent season with the faithfulness of God across four thousand years of history.” It’s a fun daily tradition that will get you reading a little bit of the bible every day. This will really help adults and kids especially to understand the connections that led to the birth of Christ. I am making these ornaments from ShiningLightDolls.com, which are easy and adorable, and they conveniently have the readings right there on the download. Print the symbols, glue them to these wooden ornament circles http://amzn.to/2gB2G7X , and enjoy journeying through the Jesse Tree this Advent with your family!

 

5. Receive the sacrament of Reconciliation. This year I have a second grader, who will receive her First Reconciliation with her class this weekend. They have been preparing for months, been practicing, and doing homework for it, and now the time has come to fully receive God’s absolution through this beautiful sacrament. As adults living in the secular world, it’s easy to say to ourselves, “Well, I can just confess my sins to God and be forgiven.” And you’d be right, of course you can, but the sacrament of Reconciliation truly reconciles us with Christ, meaning that we are absolved from our sins and returned to a state of grace. It’s the perfect way and the perfect time of year to get closer to Christ.

 

6. Go to Mass. And truly be present. Listen to the readings and the homily. Worship with your brothers and sisters in Christ. Receive Christ in the Eucharist and believe in what is an unbelievable gift to us. The feast of the Immaculate Conception is coming up next Thursday–and it’s a holy day of obligation–which celebrates the conception of Mary completely sinless in her mother’s womb. Which brings me to my next point…

 

7. Learn a little bit about the Virgin Mary. The Catholic Church is so deep, so rich, and I’m just starting to scratch the surface on Marian doctrine. A book I highly recommend is Meet Your Mother by Mark Miravalle, which outlines each Marian dogma by chapter and will blow your freakin’ mind. Warning: this seemingly short little book has so much information about our mother in Heaven and will help you understand that although we do not worship Mary herself, having a devotion to her can change your eternity.

 

8. Give something up/make a change. This past Sunday at Mass, Father talked about how we should set a small, achievable goal in our faith life this Advent much like you’d do during Lent. Either give something up to remind yourself to pray and devote yourself to Christ (like when children give up chocolate for Lent) or actively do something to further your faith life. I personally am praying the Immaculate Conception novena and am reading Fr. Robert Barron’s Catholicism book this Advent.

 

9. Almsgiving. This is actually a very common thing to do, even among nonbelievers. It’s a merry time of year, and it seems to make most people more cheerful and in a more giving spirit. Your local parish may have a giving tree to provide Christmas gifts to needy families, food banks are always looking for donations and volunteers, several program exist that donate toys and coats to needy children as well. This is another one of my favorite things to do with the kids because they can see tangibly how we’re helping other people.

 

10. Celebrate the Advent feast days, like the feasts of St. Nicholas on December 6 (shoes by the door), Immaculate Conception on December 9 (get thee to Mass), Our Lady of Guadalupe on December 12 (pray the rosary), and St. Lucy on December 13 (rolls and cookies and candles for the festival of lights). Many have different cultural traditions tied to each of these feasts, so celebrate with your own cultural and family traditions or look online for ideas to begin some new traditions.

 

Bonus: Blessing of the Christmas tree. When we get our Christmas tree set up, we’ll be blessing it with this Christmas tree blessing.

Bonus 2: Ditch Elf on the Shelf and Follow the Star instead. A friend of mine recently told me that instead of Elf on the Shelf, she’s hiding a star each night for her daughter to find in the morning that will lead to their Nativity set by Christmas morning. What a cool idea!

 

We make such a big effort on the holiday of Christmas itself with gift-giving and celebrating, so let’s be sure to prepare our hearts–and the little hearts we’re raising–to really get ready for Jesus this year.

 

How do you and your family prepare to celebrate Jesus’ birth? Do you have special family or cultural traditions for Advent? I’d love to hear all about it!

 

 

Nine – and halfway there

August 3rd, 2016 | Posted by Bryn in Faith | Kids | SF - (Comments Off on Nine – and halfway there)

I recently came across the Huffington Post article titled “To My Daughter, At Halftime.”

While the author here is giving her 9-year-old child advice and wondering how the next nine years would go, it left me struggling for breath because my boy is nine today, and I’m kind of in disbelief.

Nine, as in halfway to eighteen.

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Like all parents (I assume), after the shock of imagining my baby in college, I start to wonder:

Have I taught him enough? Did I read to him enough? Have I hugged him enough? Have I loved him enough? Have i prayed with him and for him enough? Have I shown him enough grace? Enough to sustain him when I’m not with him every second?

I’ve lost my temper, yelled when I should have explained calmly, lost patience when I’m interrupted, had too great of expectations since he’s the oldest, and once or twice may have even said, “go play or I’ll make you clean something!”

But one thing I do know for sure. I love that boy fiercely. My heart grew bigger the day he was born.DSC_0656

Sometimes the burden of motherhood seems like too much pressure to be perfect all the time, and I’m not even close.

I may never  be “enough” for my kids, but God is. He’s there every step of the way, even when I can’t be with them. He loves them even more than I do. So I can choose to worry, or I can choose to trust.

When I asked him the other day how he wanted to celebrate, if he wanted a party with all his school friends, he simply said, “I want to go on a date with just you and me, Mom.”

I’ll take that while I can! Pretty soon he won’t want to be seen with me in public.

Pretty soon he will be listening to music I don’t understand and reading books I’ve never read and making me prouder than I ever thought possible and more disappointed than I ever thought he could.

He will have great joy and great heartache in these next nine years, and I’ll be there as much as he’ll let me. I’ll be learning even more about letting go and letting him spread his wings and fall on his face and take responsibility for himself, all while being close enough to guide him when he really needs it.

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Oldest of five, surrounded by siblings on his 9th birthday

Although I’m still praying the the next nine years don’t pass by quite so quickly, it feels like kind of a big accomplishment that we’ve made it this far. I’m praying I can trust more and worry less.

Oooh were halfway there… and livin’ on a prayer.

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*(We try once a month or so to spend time with each of our kids individually, and call it a “date” – I’ll explain more later!)

I Love My Husband More than the Kids

February 4th, 2016 | Posted by Bryn in My Lover Boy - (Comments Off on I Love My Husband More than the Kids)

I wrote this article in 2011 for the website CatholicMothersOnline.com, which is now Real Life at Home. With Valentine’s Day coming up, I thought it was time to bring this (edited) article back! Enjoy!

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I am still totally smitten with my husband. We’ve been married over six years, and of course we’ve had bumps in the road, but we’ve still seen each other through everything. And we are more in love than ever.

When we had our first child, it was instant and amazing love. Unconditional, in fact. There is nothing my children could do that would make me love them any less. They make my life joyful, fun, and full of laughter. The kids also challenge me to be a better person because they deserve a mother who is patient, loving, and helpful all the time. There is no doubt that I love my children. SO much.

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There are some who say, “I’m so in love with my baby.” And I’m sure I’ve said this before, but when I really stop to think about it, I’m not sure that’s true. The one I’m “in love” with (whether I feel like it or not) is my husband. Some of you will want to kick me for saying this, but I love him more than I love our children. More.

It definitely is a different type of love. When each of our children were born, we had the “love explosion,” the instant attachment knowing that this tiny person is a part of you, a decision made by the two of you to become parents. It’s completely natural and easy to love our kids.

But my husband and I took our time falling in love. We had to get to know each other – click here to read our story. Married love is so different because there are times we don’t even like each other, but we still love each other because of the choice we made, the vows we said in front of God and everyone we knew. Our love is a choice we make every single day to get up and love each other the best we can. Sometimes it takes a conscious effort to love one another, and because of that effort and that daily choice, I love him more.

He’s the one God created for me. I am the flighty, high energy one, and he always keeps me grounded, makes me laugh with his dry sense of humor, and is honest with me, even if I don’t want to hear it. When I look at him, it’s like looking in an opposite mirror. The reflection is as familiar and comfortable as looking at my own face, but he’s the perfect complement, the perfect opposite to me.

We were talking about marriage recently, and it went like this

Him: You know, marriage is between two people.

Me: Duh! We aren’t polygamists!

Him: Yeah, two people. God and me and you.

Me: What? Isn’t that three?

Him: No, God is one, and you and I are one.

He and I are one. When we got married, we became one body in Christ. We are just one person now, and nothing can separate us.

So what is love for my husband and me?

  1. Love is packing his lunch every morning, no matter how tired I am.
  2. Love is my four-year-old son asking, “Are you thinking about Daddy?” when he catches me randomly smiling.
  3. Love is attending Mass as a family, and always giving each other the sign of peace first with a kiss.
  4. Love is parenting together and acting as one unit when it comes to discipline.
  5. Love is putting him above all others, even myself, and letting him do the same for me.
  6. Love is growing together in faith through all means possible.
  7. Love is respecting each other’s feelings and treating each other as equals.
  8. Love is knowing that I’m his rib, the one God created for him.
  9. Love is when he puts the kids to bed every night, prays with them, and reads them stories so I can have a few minutes alone.
  10. Love is forgiving each other, no matter what, even when we don’t feel like it.
  11. Love is praying together, even if it’s awkward.
  12. Love is choosing to care, choosing to rely on him, choosing to put him ahead of everything else. Except God, of course. But that’s just a given.
Do you love your husband the most, forsaking all others? What is “love” for you and your husband? What do you do to show that love every day?

YOU can help save a life. Literally.

January 22nd, 2016 | Posted by Bryn in Faith | SF - (Comments Off on YOU can help save a life. Literally.)

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A few years ago, I wrote about the beautiful children of Reece’s Rainbow, an outreach program that helps people from the United States and other countries raise money to adopt children with special needs from all over the world.

My friends Beth and Mike Hammer are working with Reece’s Rainbow to adopt a baby girl who has Down Syndrome from eastern Europe. Her quality of life is next to nothing over there, and she likely won’t survive past age 5 if she isn’t rescued. The Hammers are literally saving her life.

They are doing everything they can to bring her home as soon as possible, and they can care for her and provide a loving home for her once she’s here, but they need help paying the outrageous costs ($35k or more) involved with international adoption.

That’s where YOU come in. We are looking for 1,000 generous individuals to donate just $20 each to help ease the financial burden on this wonderful family. Your small donation will literally be helping to save a life.

They say it takes a village to raise a child, but the Hammers need a village to help bring their baby girl home.  Will you help?

For more information and to donate, visit http://www.heartshammerhome.com/ OR click the Reece’s Rainbow button on the sidebar of this page (may have to scroll down if you’re on a mobile device) to donate via PayPal.

The Hammers appreciate each and every donation more than words can say. Help bring baby Hammer home! Donate today!

An Open Letter to Teenage Christian Women on the Lies of this World

January 20th, 2016 | Posted by Bryn in Faith | SF - (Comments Off on An Open Letter to Teenage Christian Women on the Lies of this World)

 

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To my beautiful, young gal pal:

Never forget: “The world’s thy ship, but not thy home.”
–St. Thérèse of Lisieux

It’s harder than ever to be a Christian young woman in the world we live in. You are living in a world that you aren’t actually a part of because you are a member of the body of Christ, the kingdom to come.

The thing is, this world is telling you lies.

The world here on Earth is so skewed from what God wants for you in your life, especially when it comes to relationships. God wants only the best for you. He loves you, no matter what you’ve done or how far you’ve fallen away from Him.

He loves you for YOU. And you’re never alone.

The world tells you that this is all there is, that “You Only Live Once!” so take advantage of every crazy opportunity to do something exciting and… well, stupid. I can remember always worrying about missing out on something fun or thinking that when I’m older, I would want to have fun memories of being crazy when I was young. That kind of thinking can lead to bad decisions.
What about eternal life with Him?

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” -John 3:16

You don’t “only live once.” We are here on this Earth only for a short time, but for what purpose? To do whatever we want? Or to serve Christ and others?

The world tells you to avoid pain at all costs. The truth is: there is such thing as pain with a purpose. Just ask any woman who has ever given birth to a miracle. What gold-medal athlete has ever gotten there without some pain? What about the pain of studying and studying and then seeing the benefits with a good grade on the test? You may be in pain (from a fight or a break-up, from loneliness, from stress, etc.) right now, but trust me, God has a purpose for that pain. He’s moving your heart and molding you into your truest self, into the person He wants you to become.

The world tells you that love is all about the romance and that it should always lead to sex, even if you’re not married to the person. What’s real love? Love isn’t a romantic comedy. It’s the person who is there for you, even if you’ve done the unthinkable. It’s the one who always forgives, always hopes, always cares about you because you are you, not with any conditions. Guard your heart. Don’t give your heart away to the next boy who says you’re cute. Keep it focused on Christ. There’s no need to rush into a romantic relationship. Don’t date just to date. If you are truly embracing Christ and His teachings, the right man for you will too. Relationships when you’re young have a definite impact on your future relationships and marriage, and emotional wounds can follow you into adulthood. Guard your heart, sweet girl.

The world tells you that it’s a normal and natural have sex (or do “other” things, you know what I mean) and experiment with alcohol/drugs when you are young. I tell my children all the time that “God is in your heart.” He’s in your heart too, young friend, and my hope is that you realize the sacredness of your own body, this beautiful temple of the Holy Spirit. God created your body and misusing it by having sex before marriage or by getting drunk or any of those other unhealthy behaviors is desecrating this holy structure and the Holy Spirit that lives in you.

The world tells you that you’re being responsible if you get on the Pill. Really? Wouldn’t the “responsible” thing be to control yourself and not have sex until after marriage – when you are ready to accept the full responsibility of the actions (a baby)? Here’s the truth about sex: it’s good. (And not in the way you’re thinking… I mean yes it is, in that way too, but stick with me here!) God created everything to be good, sex included. As a young person, it’s easy to see sex as just something you do, a purely physical thing, but it’s so much more than that. In the Theology of the Body, Pope St. John Paul II tells us that sex is a free, total, faithful, and fruitful gift of self.

Can you really give yourself this way and expect your partner to give himself totally, freely, faithfully, and fruitfully outside of the covenant of marriage? (Hint: NO!) I encourage you to read Christopher West’s Basic Theology of Marriage for more information on the subjects of sex and marriage as created by God. This could be a days long conversation, but start here!

When the bible talks about a good wife, it says, “She does him good and not evil all the days of her life. ALL THE DAYS OF HER LIFE!
***All the days, not just the days after she meets him.***
How cool would it be to meet your husband and be able to say with confidence, “I’ve been waiting for you.” I read When God Writes Your Love Story by Eric & Leslie Ludy when I was a teenager and started writing letters in a journal “to my future husband” way before we even started dating. Pray for your future husband, and pray for discernment on the vocation God has chosen for you.

The world tells you that once you’ve done something wrong, you’re a bad person. This year is the year of MERCY in our church. Mercy means receiving God’s loving kindness and forgiveness even though we surely don’t deserve it. And none of us do. If you’ve made mistakes in your life, you’re just like everyone else. You are a forgiven child of God because you won’t just shake hands with your sin, you won’t accept that this is just the way you are, and you are always striving to lead a holier life by following the gospel on a daily basis. You are His daughter because He’s already done all the work on the cross. His mercy is everlasting, and it’s there for you every time you turn back to Him. So run to Him!

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This post was inspired by conversations with the young women of the Hands and Feet of Christ youth group at our local high school. Although this post is just a teeny tiny glimpse of the wonderful conversations to be had between Catholic women, I encourage you as a young woman to talk to your mom or to find a mentor. It may seem like us moms are just old farts, but we remember exactly what it feels like to be going through high school and college years, and our greatest wish is for you to learn from our mistakes and not have to make the same ones. Tweet me or contact me on Facebook if you’d like to talk more. I’m praying for all of you!

Teach us wisdom; teach us love.

October 8th, 2014 | Posted by Bryn in Faith - (Comments Off on Teach us wisdom; teach us love.)

The kids and I pray in the van every morning in the parking lot before I drop them off at school. Normally, it’s the same thing every morning: “Dear Lord Jesus, please help us to have a great day at school…” blah blah blah.  This morning, my 7 year old son prayed that “Mommy doesn’t get mad today.”

Knife in the gut. He had gotten in trouble twice that morning, and it’s possible I may have had a sharper tone than I intended.

Also on the agenda this morning, his class was in charge of Mass (meaning they do introduction, all the readings, petitions, etc.), so he was assigned to do the first reading. He did a great job, and later on in Mass, we start singing, “Hail Mary, Gentle Woman.” For those who haven’t heard this song, here are some of the lyrics:

Gentle woman, quiet light, morning star
so strong and bright,
gentle mother peaceful dove
teach us wisdom; teach us love

I got it, God. I was no “peaceful dove” this morning. Mary is the prime example of a perfect mother, so how can I be more like her? What can I do to teach them wisdom; teach them love?

It’s a daily struggle, but here’s today’s list:

  1. Pray. Really pray from the heart. I love it when I see pictures on Facebook of people with their coffee and Bible studying and praying in the morning. I’m sure if I just focused on my prayer life more, everything else would be much simpler.
  2. Be aware of my temper. I am about 7 months pregnant, and sometimes that becomes a good excuse to become annoyed with people, even my children. Even though “getting annoyed” isn’t exactly a sin according to the Bible, if it makes me angry or causes me to dwell on that annoyance, I count it. I’m not one to blow up on my kids, but sometimes my words come out much more sharply than they should, which was definitely the case this morning. I need to be aware of what makes me annoyed/angry and control my words.
  3. Be forgiving and ask for forgiveness. Enough said.
  4. Be humble. Ugh, this is a constant struggle for me… I was about to share a lot more, but this is a very public place, so you can just all make your assumptions about the things that go on in my head sometimes. I have written about humility before, and I should probably post Mother Teresa’s Humility List on my bathroom mirror so I can read it every morning.
  5. Enjoy my kids. This really shouldn’t have to be on my list, but it’s there for a reason. As a stay at home mom with two kids in school and two kids still at home all day, I feel like we’re constantly running with such a rigid schedule that still revolves around naps and meals. On our busy days, it’s easy to lose focus on these precious gifts that my children really are. Today, I’ll enjoy them. I’ll laugh at their jokes, be proud when they do something hard (like read at Mass), truly listen, and let their joy soak into my soul.

I could add 100 more things to this list, but that’s it for today, and I’m sure I’ll need this reminder (and Jesus) again tomorrow.

Lord God, thank you so much for the gift of these awesome kids and the joy they bring to my life. Come into my heart as I deal with the everyday with them. Help me to truly be a “gentle mother, peaceful dove” and to teach them wisdom and love. Amen.

It’s like drowning…

August 19th, 2013 | Posted by Bryn in Kids - (1 Comments)

It’s been awhile since I posted on here. I had a lot of trouble when I migrated my hosting, and I lost my entire database – which means: there are a lot of posts that I spent time and energy on that are gone into the internet black hole forever. So that was a bummer.

I had a hard time deciding if it was even worth it to start again when I found most of my lost posts on my wordpress.com site and a few others on my email. So here we are. Still not back to where I was, but not all is lost.

So what’s up with me?

We had an extremely busy summer that went by way too fast. My honey and I directed a Teens Encounter Christ weekend, which was absolutely amazing! It’s so awesome to see youth changing their hearts and turning toward Christ. More on this later.

My big boy TT starts first grade tomorrow, and little Peach starts 4-year-old preschool. Our little Vanilla is now two years old and is hilarious. Two’s really aren’t terrible. We also had another baby since I last posted on this blog. She’s a four month old, fifteen pound, little ball of sunshine.

I know you’re thinking: what’s it like having four kids?
Right after I had her I watched Jim Gaffigan’s Mr. Universe on Netflix and saw this:

It’s funny because it’s true! 🙂

I have been trying since she was born to get a good picture of all four of them together, but I didn’t realize how hard that’d be. Here’s what happens when I point the camera at them:

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The last one’s not horrible. They’re cute kids, but come on!

I know this is just a mish mash of a post, but I’m hoping to collect my thoughts a little better now that we’ll be on THE SCHEDULE of the school year.

Have a great day!

Who gets your vote tomorrow?

November 5th, 2012 | Posted by Bryn in Faith - (Comments Off on Who gets your vote tomorrow?)

I thought maybe I’d get by this election season without posting something political on here, but alas, here I am and I can’t keep my mouth shut.

One of the biggest issues during this election in my mind is our freedom of religion. Recently, I shared an article from Little Catholic Bubble that sparked some good discussions. Click here to read the whole article.

My favorite lines:

“I am sick of being told that the right to shred and dismember my own offspring is important — no essential — to me as a woman… How dare Obama keep up the sick line that I can only have a “fair shot” as a woman if I am chemically sterilized, surgically neutered, or the contents of my uterus aborted. What kind of anti-female garbage is that?”

Of course, this stirred up a lot of feelings among my friends (as it should!), and a few different opinions were expressed.

I’ve talked about the issue of the HHS mandate that under Obamacare, employers must provide insurance that covers artificial contraception, abortion inducing drugs, and sterilization, which are things I and many others conscientiously object. I wrote about it earlier this year here and here.

The Myth of “The Pill”

Let’s talk about artificial contraception, specifically, oral contraceptives or “The Pill.” So you believe that life starts at conception right? That’s awesome! But you have no qualms with the pill because after all, not everybody wants or can afford to have children all the time, and that’s your only option, plus they are perfectly safe, right? Read on.

Lots and LOTS of Catholics are or have used this form of birth control because we’ve been told that it prevents us from ovulating, so no harm done to a potential fetus because one can’t exist without an egg, right? WRONG! The main purpose* of “the Pill” is to thin out the lining of the uterus each month (making for lighter periods) but also making a totally inhospitable environment for a fertilized egg. YES, a fertilized egg, A.K.A. a tiny human being. So that means it’s possible, while on the pill, to conceive and miscarry every single month.

I had no idea when I was first married and got on the pill that this is what it does. I wonder how many children my husband and I conceived and then miscarried without even knowing it. It makes me sick to my stomach to think about what I was doing to my body and the lives of my children.

In addition, oral contraceptives also mess with a woman’s normal hormones and can greatly increase risk of breast cancer. And the Komen Foundation supports Planned Parenthood, the largest distributor of oral contraceptives in our country? Hmmm. It boggles my mind that the same women who are so worried about hormones in their milk and other dairy products, the same women who buy only organic produce are so quick to fill their bodies with artificial hormones that have tons of negative side effects.

Really, help me understand, comment below with your opinions so we can get some discussion on this going.

 

What is healthcare, really?

Romney wants to repeal Obamacare, which will be a good thing for those who will be deprived of religious freedom under the new mandates. People will again be able to make their own healthcare decisions. I realize that our healthcare system is far from perfect, and that changes definitely need to be made, but Obamacare is not the way to go to protect our religious freedom and control of our own healthcare.

“But Bryn,” you say, “the conservative right wants to take away our rights to abortions, so the government is making healthcare decisions for women.” My answer:

Healthcare is something that prolongs or improves the quality of life, and abortion does neither for the unborn child.

While I feel for women who feel they don’t have any other choice, abortion (murder) is not a justification for an inconvenient child. “But Bryn, a fetus that’s not viable outside of the womb isn’t yet really a child.” Baloney. If you take anything outside its natural environment, of course it will fail to survive. Adult human beings can’t survive alone on Mars. Science proved many years ago that a new life is created with its own DNA at conception, and taking it out of its natural environment and letting it die doesn’t make it any less human.

This is all my own opinion of course and is heavily influenced my belief that God is the creator of all things and creates an immortal soul at the time of conception – both of which cannot be proven scientifically, but are real nonetheless.

So what’s the answer?

Should we all become like the Duggars and have 20+ children just because we can? Of course not! There is such a thing as Natural Family Planning, which doesn’t interfere with a woman’s hormones, doesn’t cause abortions, and has no negative side effects, but still allows a woman to take control of her fertility and is is 98% effective–as effective as artificial contraception.
For women who are experiencing unplanned pregnancy, what’s the answer for them? Death for her unborn child? Nope. LOVE is the answer. I blogged a little bit about this after March for Life 2012. Here is a piece of the article written by Tim Muldoon I talked about in that post (with my emphases in bold):

In our experience, the metanoia of loving has meant seeing orphans not as problems to be solved, but as beloved children who will gladden adoptive parents. If you are pro-choice, or if you are someone who has had an abortion, perhaps it may help to imagine what gives fire to the pro-life movement. Each pregnancy we see as a new opportunity for love, an irreplaceable gift that challenges us to love anew. We see abortion as an interruption of the potential for love, the opportunity for love, and so we hope to build a society in which those opportunities are welcomed. Our hope is both simple and profound: to treat human beings through the lens of love, rather than primarily through the lens of reason.

In the big picture, love is the far more powerful way of looking at the world. Love is the game-changer. People die for love; they stretch their energies and resources for love. They move to the farthest ends of the earth for love. They take on the greatest challenges for love. They fast, tighten their belts, work extra jobs, lose sleep for love. They imagine new possibilities. Reason is often a wet blanket: it tells us why we can’t do something (it’s too expensive; it will require too much work; it’s too hard…). Love, on the other hand, moves us to find the ways we can do something. It is the most deeply human dimension of our lives, because it is at the same time the most deeply rooted in the divine.

 

Are either of the candidates the perfect choice?

Of course not, but only one of them voted FOUR TIMES to deny basic healthcare to infants who are born alive during botched abortions.

Only one had the gall to replace the blue field of stars on our American flag with his own logo and then sold it for $35 on his website.

Only one of them wants to greatly increase the power of the federal government while decreasing the power of the private sector and of the states.

Only one of them sees us women only as vaginas that need to be maintained by government funding.

Only one of them claims to be a champion of religious freedom while implementing laws that infringe upon it.

Only one is absolutely unfit to be President of the United States.

Will you take sides?

Some have expressed the opinion that, “Well, even if I believe abortion or contraception is wrong, that doesn’t mean I can impose my beliefs on other people, so these services should still be free and available to women if they choose that.” or “The government shouldn’t be able to make decisions on women’s healthcare. Women need to have a choice.”

As a very good friend of mine commented recently, “The woman in the womb gets no choice… We need to lift these women up; death shouldn’t be an option.”

These are human lives we are talking about here–it’s not “imposing beliefs” to want to save lives. This quote sums up what I really think about this whole situation.

“The refusal to take sides on great moral issues is itself a decision. It is a silent acquiescence to evil. The Tragedy of our time is that those who still believe in honesty lack fire and conviction, while those who believe in dishonesty are full of passionate conviction.” — Archbishop Fulton Sheen

 

Who gets your vote? Are you willing to vote to limit evil, to really put your faith into action and to stand up for religious freedom?

I guess we’ll see tomorrow.

 

*Please note that the pill CAN cause your ovaries to “go to sleep for awhile” as one dr. put it – make you stop ovulating as advertised, but in the majority of women, this isn’t the case. But don’t take my word for it, you can read more about here and here.

 

I’m baaaack.

October 10th, 2012 | Posted by Bryn in Kids - (Comments Off on I’m baaaack.)

For some reason the title of this post reminds me of the little girl from the Poltergeist movies – you know, “They’re baaaaack.” Creepy. She’s one of the reasons I never watch scary movies. Ever.

It’s been over a month since I’ve posted anything of substance on this blog, so it’s about time to give all my excited fans the 411 on what I’ve been up to… crickets.

Anyway, TT is doing much better at school, and he’s now on a soccer team with kids from his school. School was a bit rocky at first, but he loves it and is learning so much already! His mother also stopped crying on the way home from dropping him off every morning, so that’s a plus.

 

Peach started preschool and dance (yippee!) and is loving both. A three-year-old in a little leotard and tights just makes me smile.

 

Vanilla is still such a sweetie and is talking up a storm. Peach taught her how to climb out of her crib last week, so that’s been… interesting.

 

In other news, my honey got himself a deer last night! I’m so proud of him!

 

As for me, I’ve had some design projects in the works. I’ll be updating my portfolio and launching a new website within the next month, so stay tuned for that!

Happy Wednesday everyone!

First Day of Kindergarten – Letting Go

August 22nd, 2012 | Posted by Bryn in SF - (Comments Off on First Day of Kindergarten – Letting Go)

There are sadder things than dropping your beloved child off at Kindergarten for the very first time. Right? 🙂

Today is the day I have been dreading for five years. Yes, it’s only a half day today. And yes, it’s JUST Kindergarten, but this momma’s heart is feeling more than a little sad this morning. I waited until I got out into the parking lot to make my ugly cry face (you know you all have it), so only a few other moms had to endure it.

TT did absolutely wonderful all morning. He was so pumped up when he was getting ready, and he called his dad and said with a smile, “Today’s my first day of Kindergarten, Dad. Can you believe it?”  We took pictures, he rode his bike for a few minutes, then it was time to pack everybody in the van and get to school.

I asked TT on the way there if he was nervous, and he wasn’t. We still had a little talk about how sometimes it’s hard trying new things, but we have to be brave. I drew a little heart on the palm of his hand before we left so if he gets sad at school, he can look at it and know that Daddy and I love him, and that God is in his heart so he doesn’t need to be sad or scared.

The girls and I walked him into his classroom, and after an initial hesitation, he breezed in and hung up his backpack like he’d been doing it his whole life. I took a few more pictures (yes, I’m THAT mom), and then we had to go. Thankfully, there are little windows outside his classroom so I peeked in a couple times to see that he was already playing and laughing with some new friends. Sigh. What a little man.

My girls think I’m crazy because as soon as we were in the parking lot, a little sob I’d been holding in all morning escaped and my ugly cry-face made its appearance. I didn’t see any other moms crying – somebody tell me I’m not the only one…

Anyway, after crying the whole way home and even after we got here, I’m feeling a little dazed.

One thing I can tell you for sure about the first day of Kindergarten:

Letting go is hard. Really hard. I’m forever grateful that God gave me a healthy, smart boy who wants to go to school, but a little piece of my heart is broken because Kindergarten means he’s not my little baby boy anymore. It took everything in me not to turn the van around and say, “Screw this. I’ll just homeschool you.” Letting go has completely filled me with mixed emotions: excitement, joy, sorrow, and nervousness.

It seems like just one minute ago we brought him home from the hospital and he was up all night and slept all day, and everyone said, “It gets easier.” Now I think that’s a lie all moms tell themselves. It doesn’t really get easier, parenting is still difficult in a different way.

Even through all of this brokenheartedness of letting go, there’s definitely still joy.