Monday, December 14, 2015

Gaudete Sunday, and More Thoughts



I made steak fried noodles for dinner yesterday, and when I looked over and saw this. My steak thief is not as little as he used to be. It was a good day; everyone played quietly while I cooked and Nick took a nap. Because it was Sunday I plugged in the Christmas tree and turned on some Christmas music.  Today it is raining, I'm drinking tea with some gf crackers, and the kids are watching a movie.

The steak fried noodles turned out really good, but you'll have to ask Nick for a recipe. I never saw it, but I watched him and I can estimate enough to make it work.


Friday, December 4, 2015

Small Reflections

The past few weeks have been really stressful for me. I've kinda started to not like going to church--well, let me qualify that: I've come to dread that time after Mass when everyone congregates in the hall, drinks coffee, and tell me how fat I am. It's mostly the little old ladies who haven't had children in so long that they've forgotten what not to say to a pregnant woman. All fall they've commented on just how far away my due date is, and asked if I'm having twins.

Now, here I do have to say that I was not expecting twins, so I always smiled and said no. We have our babies at home, and since I am such a low-risk mother there has not been a need to spend our limited money on something as frivolous as finding out the gender of a baby (when you don't have money for it that kind of thing really can be seen as a bit of a waste).

So I smiled. After all, this is my eighth pregnancy is as many years; I expected my body to fall apart sooner rather than later. And I truly do love all those ladies, and I'm so grateful for the way that they've helped us this year. There's a lot that I can't do while my body falls apart, and it feels like the whole parish has adopted us.

But I finally did get tired of hearing that my belly is large. Around Thanksgiving I complained to our midwife about it, and at that appointment we decided, almost as a joke, to find a second baby. As my mom says, the joke's on me. There were suddenly two heartbeats.