<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081</id><updated>2011-06-08T01:09:26.352-05:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Reading'/><category term='Nine Months'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='living'/><category term='Organizing'/><category term='health'/><category term='pro-life'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='homeschooling'/><category term='humor'/><category term='lists'/><title type='text'>Mothers of Many Saints</title><subtitle type='html'>Essays by Mothers of BIG CATHOLIC FAMILIES, going about our vocations while fielding questions on diapers and algebra, current events and sippy cups, world wars, lost shoes, politics and laundry.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-217430469246677109</id><published>2008-11-16T22:55:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T16:29:26.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Pro-life Outside the Voting Booth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SSD0T_PIrjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_eER-WYSH4A/s1600-h/baby+tummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269480188253089330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SSD0T_PIrjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_eER-WYSH4A/s400/baby+tummy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are many conservative and faithful Catholic voters for whom the issue of abortion is paramount; I would consider myself to be among them. However, I would question how far many of these sincere pro-life friends extend their commitment to life. How far do they - how far do you - take this commitment into everyday decisions? What do you do to be pro-life? If it starts and stops with taking the pro-life voter’s guide into the voter’s booth, I would argue that you are doing very little to end the scourge of abortion in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, I have spoken to many committed Catholic and Christian people over the last few months who do just that. There are a vast number of citizens who take their pro-life position very seriously, at least in the voting booth every four years. The truth is, abortion will end when the hearts and minds of the majority of Americans understand abortion for what it is, the killing of human life. It will not end just because we elected a pro-life president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abortion will not end from the top down. Think about it, twenty of the last twenty-eight years our country has had a pro-life president. That is twenty years of “conservative” court appointments, and “pro-life” presidential leadership. Yet, we still have abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at it another way, the last two decades there has been a steady decline in the number of abortions. This decline continued, even accelerated, under the pro-abortion Clinton administration, and curiously, the decline stagnated under the "pro-life" Bush administration. For a good reference of a sociological study of abortion see &lt;a href="http://www.guttmacher.org/pubs/fb_induced_abortion.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It certainly seems that the person who holds the office of president, and their views on abortion, are virtually irrelevant to either the continuance of abortion in this country or on the actual number of abortions. Perhaps there are other cultural developments that lead to this decline in the number of deaths due to abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abortion will end from the ground up, from the grass roots, when the American citizenry understands the evil that it is. The question is then, what are we who are pro-life doing to end abortion. What are we doing outside the voting booth? What are we doing to help the women in our own families, neighborhoods, parishes, and communities choose life? What are we doing to bring truth to our culture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are plenty of options. You can stand at the annual &lt;a href="http://nationallifechain.org/"&gt;Life Chain&lt;/a&gt; and peacefully pray for an end to abortion. You can march in the &lt;a href="http://www.marchforlife.org/"&gt;National March for Life&lt;/a&gt; which is held every January on the anniversary of Roe vs. Wade in Washington, DC, and in communities across the country. You can do personal penance to end abortion and pray fervently every day for its end. More materially, you can donate to your local &lt;a href="http://www.care-net.org/"&gt;Crisis Pregnancy Center&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.birthright.org/"&gt;Birthright&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.gpscl.org/gpscl/"&gt;Gabriel Project&lt;/a&gt;. Also, check out &lt;a href="http://www.feministsforlife.org/"&gt;Feminists for Life &lt;/a&gt;for some fresh ideas about advocating for women and babies in our society. You can donate your time, money, clothing and possessions to allow these agencies and groups to offer real support to women in need who are trying to provide for their children. The thing is, to end abortion, we who care are going to need to do some real penance, some real prayer and fasting, some real hands on sacrifice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another way to assist women in crisis pregnancies is to support government programs that provide tangible help to women in need. When I worked as a counselor in a Crisis Pregnancy Center, it was the referrals to government services that enabled many women to see the option to carry their pregnancy to term as viable. Section eight housing, WIC, food stamps and access to health care is the ongoing help that these ladies need. Government leaders who vow to close the door on these programs are closing the door for many of these women and families in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see that your work starts when you walk out of the voting booth. A woman in a crisis pregnancy does not care who you voted for last November 4; they are just wondering how they are going to get a job, an education, medical care and the housing they need in order to choose life and be a mother. How can you help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-217430469246677109?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/217430469246677109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/217430469246677109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-pro-life-outside-ballot-box.html' title='Being Pro-life Outside the Voting Booth'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SSD0T_PIrjI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_eER-WYSH4A/s72-c/baby+tummy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-1530681103017398740</id><published>2008-04-12T21:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:58.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>The Wicked Witch is Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SAF2tHMxPKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OHRTZUrwD0w/s1600-h/crushed+witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188558763106319522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SAF2tHMxPKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OHRTZUrwD0w/s400/crushed+witch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's me, under the house, buried - and only sometimes am I a wicked witch. In order to lift myself from the ground, I must first lift this house above me. To run, I must carry this house along with me, this house and everything in it. This house is filled up. It's filled with kids, my nine kids and the dozen or so neighbor kids who spend their afternoons loitering around my lot. It's filled with clothes and shoes and coats and leotards and soccer jerseys and boy scout uniforms. It's filled with the chore of feeding breakfast, lunch, snacks and dinner. The house's desk is filled with papers and books and correspondence and phone messages; it's filled with papers to be graded and notes to be written and a calendar to be planned. All this work &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SAF8qnMxPMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9X9ZSp4jiHk/s1600-h/i%27m+melting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188565317226413250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SAF8qnMxPMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9X9ZSp4jiHk/s320/i%27m+melting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- every, every, everyday. Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And where am I? Oh here I am. I am melting. The wicked witch is melting. I guess that is what it is taking for me. For the wicked witch in me to die, to melt away. Oh no, she's not gone yet, but she is slowly dying. My self pre-occupations, my petty attractions, distractions and attachments, my sloth, my lofty opinions and ideas. Yes, here under this house, a part of me is dying. I am dying and it hurts. Sometimes, it hurts a lot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, the wicked witch must die. She must go, for there is no room for her in this house. The more this witch is purged, the lighter the weight of the house. The witch cannot lift the house; she can only be buried and burdened by it. That is all the witch can see of the house; she can only see the burden that it brings to her, for her thoughts are only of herself. The more the witch is concerned with the weight, the heavier is the burden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The witch begins to melt when the waters of truth and light, of beauty, love and forgiveness are poured out. The thing is, this water is only poured out from above. As Saint Paul tells us in the New Testament book of Colossians, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;If then you were raised with Christ, seek what is above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Think of what is above, not of what is on earth. For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;And as the witch melts, the burdens lighten. Perhaps someday we can rejoice that the wicked witch is dead; she's finally dead. AMEN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-1530681103017398740?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1530681103017398740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1530681103017398740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-me-under-house-buried-and-only.html' title='The Wicked Witch is Dead'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/SAF2tHMxPKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OHRTZUrwD0w/s72-c/crushed+witch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-7067622666756766228</id><published>2008-02-01T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:08:49.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Putting It In Perspective, part II</title><content type='html'>Anonymous said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please remember that there are many, many families right here in the states who do not have access to healthcare. families who would be bankrupt and lose their homes if they had to pay for the birth of another child.not everyone in our country is "spoiled."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received the above response to Putting It In Perspective and thought I'd comment on it. In no way was my post meant to suggest that those who are struggling financially or otherwise in this country are nonetheless spoiled by virtue of being American. I know families truly do have hardships of all kinds and that require compassion and assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my original intent was to highlight the hardship of those who do not even have the remotest expectation of acquiring things we see as necessary in our country. For instance, health care, as the commenter made reference to, is not an option for some, as there are no doctors, midwives, or medicines even available in their communities. So, in the American mindset, the thinking may go, "we can't have another baby because the doctor bill would crush us." Those in other places and times would not have this sort of thinking at all, as there is no doctor available in the first place. This is what I mean by putting it in perspective. Think tee-pee versus humblest of American homes -- dirt floor, no heating or cooling, extremely limited food and clothing options, health care that consists of gathered herbal remedies, etc. Now picture an impoverished American lifestyle, if all else is equal, the family would have a much higher standard of living than most of humanity could even imagine. The Bible says that the Abraham of the Old Testament was wealthy, yet he was nomadic and lived in a tent. Jesus was raised in a relative hut and born in a stable -- no hospital to pay for there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help us to open all of our eyes to this fact. We are called to be joyful and generous no matter what our circumstances. Sometimes it helps to do this if we look past the modern day lifestyle expectations we have developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-7067622666756766228?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7067622666756766228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7067622666756766228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/02/putting-it-in-perspective-part-ii.html' title='Putting It In Perspective, part II'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6541730635358010251</id><published>2008-01-24T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:58.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Putting it in Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/R5kF_hDx0kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NhPKPDqhaCs/s1600-h/african+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159161436893729346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/R5kF_hDx0kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NhPKPDqhaCs/s320/african+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the &lt;a href="http://www.exceptionalmarriages.com/weblog/BlogDetail.asp?ID=39126"&gt;HMS&lt;/a&gt; website, Dr. Greg Popcak, continued the &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-two-cents-on-attachment-parenting.html"&gt;debate&lt;/a&gt; about family size with the following quote from Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"In today's world, where the number of children cannot be very high given living&lt;br /&gt;conditions and other factors, it's very easy to understand." (Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger in Salt of the Earth: The Church at the End of the Millennium. An Interview with Peter Seewald. Ignatius Press, p.200)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dr. Popcak says he does not agree with this quote, and nor do I. However, I really wonder what this future pope of ours meant by this quote, as there is no context provided and I do not have the book to reference. Surely Cardinal Ratzinger was not referring to the living conditions in the Western World. How could it be that in today's world, it is not easy to raise a large family given our living conditions. Surely he is not addressing the average American's access to health care, education, clean water, safe streets, sufficient clothing and housing. Even what is considered to be living in poverty in America, much of the current world, and most of the historical world, would be grateful for. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot imagine that I have it so tough, even with all these kids, when I have a comfortable climate controlled home, can wash the families clothes and dishes with the touch of a few buttons, have access to healthy, convenient food, have top doctors a phone call away, plenty of books to learn from, and clean water that pours in whenever I want it with the flip of a faucet. I mean, really, we Americans are so spoiled if we entertain the idea for a second that it is too tough to raise a large family. In most cases, it is considered too tough because we like to keep ourselves comfortable. It is our devotion to the easy life, that gets in the way, not our actual living conditions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even today, there are happy families giving glory to God who eat cornmeal for every meal, who carry water from wells a good distance away, who are barely literate and have little access to even the most basic health care, who wash their clothes in rivers and cook over fire pits. I am certainly not advocating that this is God's ideal lifestyle for humans, just putting our own American lifestyle and expectations in perspective.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When considering if we can provide for one more soul in our family, perhaps we should look beyond what the neighbors have and give to their children, and consider all the blessing we really do have to share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6541730635358010251?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6541730635358010251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6541730635358010251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/01/putting-it-in-perspective.html' title='Putting it in Perspective'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/R5kF_hDx0kI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NhPKPDqhaCs/s72-c/african+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5245542500642987875</id><published>2008-01-09T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:59.104-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Brothers and Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/R4UXwIEwA6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/5rDjGRmfAV0/s1600-h/smiling_children.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153551464163967906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/R4UXwIEwA6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/5rDjGRmfAV0/s320/smiling_children.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across &lt;a href="http://www.daniellebean.com/?view=1563"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; today from &lt;a href="http://www.daniellebean.com/"&gt;Danielle Bean's blog&lt;/a&gt;. It is so positive, and tells a story of the beauty of siblings and big families. I really agree with Danielle's perspective on this, and must say that nothing warms my heart more then when my eight children are loving each other the way only a brother or sister can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5245542500642987875?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5245542500642987875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5245542500642987875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/01/brothers-and-sisters.html' title='Brothers and Sisters'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/R4UXwIEwA6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/5rDjGRmfAV0/s72-c/smiling_children.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4012612375563854893</id><published>2008-01-08T12:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:04:22.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>My Two Cents on the Attachment Parenting Debate</title><content type='html'>Quote from Dr. Popcak at &lt;a href="http://www.exceptionalmarriages.com/weblog/BlogDetail.asp?ID=38978"&gt;Heart, Mind, and Strength&lt;/a&gt; blog: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I would agree that you cannot do AP without going to the nuthouse if you have&lt;br /&gt;another child every year.  But the AP response would be that, unless God&lt;br /&gt;has somehow specifically called a person to act in a manner that is contrary to&lt;br /&gt;what he created the child's body to need (which would be remarkable considering&lt;br /&gt;Pope Benedict's assertion at Ravensburg that the Christian God&lt;br /&gt;is a God of order and reason who does not contradict the laws of his&lt;br /&gt;own creation) then it is imperative to the bonding process and the health&lt;br /&gt;of the mother that children be spaced about 2.5 to 3 years apart (give or&lt;br /&gt;take)."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in reference to what has turned into a debate at &lt;a href="http://www.exceptionalmarriages.com/weblog/index.asp"&gt;HMS&lt;/a&gt; and at &lt;a href="http://www.daniellebean.com/"&gt;Danielle Bean's blog&lt;/a&gt; about parenting a large family and attachment parenting principles.  I pulled the above quote because I think it contains a fundamental part of the argument. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, no where in this debate has anyone really laid out what attachment parenting is.  Looking back, I was a rabid adherent to Attachment Parenting philosophy and practices when I began my mothering career fifteen years ago.  Now with baby #9 due to arrive next month, I have gained much wisdom and experience regarding parenting methods and philosophies.  I would still call myself an attached and attentive parent, but I would not embrace Attachment Parenting as a philosophy any more.  Why?  Because family life and mothering is much too complicated.  I would not suggest that one must or must not follow an arbitrary set of rules to be a good parent -- beyond the "rules" of our faith.  Can a mother be an attached and loving parent and use a pacifier, or a crib, or wean at 18 months?  Can a child be healthy and whole, physically and psychologically, and be attended to by older siblings, strapped in a high chair at meals, or attend pre-school?  Wouldn't some of these violate the tenants of Attachment Parenting? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I would still advocate for the benefits of natural birth, breastfeeding, a mother's presence, and homeschooling, but see these more as goals and ideals than absolute mandates for everyone in all situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would argue that loving parents can depart from AP methods and still be attached.  Just as adoptive parents can still lovingly bond through bottlefeeding.  It is donating yourself to your parenting vocation that makes a good parent, not a set of methods.  Sure, breastfeeding and co-sleeping may help the process, but are not required.  In some instances, AP methods could even interfere with loving parenting; I have seen it happen.  We all have different circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to specifically address Dr. Popcak's assertion that "it is imperative to the bonding process and the health of the mother that children be spaced about 2.5 to 3 years apart (give or take)."  I totally disagree with this statement.  Children can be loved and well parented, healthy and happy, and grow up in a large family with closely spaced children.   My vocation as the mother of one such family requires much of me, and many nights I go to bed exhausted emotionally, spiritually and physically.  This is my path to heaven, and this is what God has created for me and our family.  Yes, this is what God has done in my family, and as was mentioned above, God does not contradict the laws of his own creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, the burden does not entirely fall upon my husband and I to ensure that we only have children spaced an arbitrary number of months apart in order to never have to use a pacifier or because of some parenting method.  God has given some couples abundant fertility.  Our families may not fit neatly into a philosophy or look like the perfectly "planned" NFP family.  Just as God permits infertility, infertility that can lead to pain, desperation, or can lead to spiritual growth and other avenues of charitable living.  Couples who are very fertile have our own avenue of charitable living and a unique burden that can lead to disorder and pain or to spiritual growth. Infertile couples or small families are not necessarily less married or less Catholic then large families.  Large families are not necessarily less attached, loving, or healthy than small families.  I say necessarily, because families of any size can allow their struggles and challenges to get in the way of their path to holiness or they can use these struggles and challenges as their avenue to holiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all be careful how we judge families of different shapes and sizes and not create burdens for each other that God never intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4012612375563854893?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4012612375563854893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4012612375563854893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-two-cents-on-attachment-parenting.html' title='My Two Cents on the Attachment Parenting Debate'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5506168350731003702</id><published>2007-09-11T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:59.383-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>The Beautiful Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rub0dO_FvuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ki6H8KJ2aPs/s1600-h/beautiful+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109039610374504162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rub0dO_FvuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ki6H8KJ2aPs/s320/beautiful+life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I think of a saintly mother, I picture a sweetly smiling, perfectly patient, neatly dressed lady in a well kept house with cooperative children. The family's days surely flow seamlessly from work to play, from meals to bedtime with little complaint and lots of love. For this saintly mother, with her skilled parenting and virtuous demeanor, would cultivate peaceful surroundings, well behaved, smiling children, and a beautiful life. Shouldn't this be my goal too, this beautiful life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely our primary goals involve loving God and bringing this love to our families, and teaching our children to know and serve God and others. If we do these things, won't we achieve this beautiful life we imagine? How can it be then, that in our pursuit of the beautiful life, we compromise our true goals, to know, love and serve God?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We begin to serve the image; we begin to strive for the beautiful life; we begin to insist our families and our homes appear beautiful and well ordered, at least on the outside. We define our selves by our parenting style, by our educational philosophy, by the way we eat or dress, by the choices we make for our children. We decide that we do things a certain way, that we know best, that this is God's will for us, and for everyone. The image is being served.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can it be that God permits messes and disorder? Can it be that sometimes God calls us to compromise our worthy ideals? Could it be that God may call us to sacrifice some of our well intentioned good deeds, some of our vision of beauty, some of our well crafted ideology?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer is yes, and it is painful and confusing. However, it is best to keep in mind that this pain and confusion stems from our disordered service of the vision, our vision of the beautiful life we believe we were called to, the vision that we have put before doing God's will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For doing God's will may actually lead us to places, to ideas and understandings we never could imagine. God's infiniteness clashes with our finiteness. We arrange our little worlds a certain way to make sense for us, but God calls us to grow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For it is in the messes and disorder that we demonstrate our patience and virtue, it is with pain and sickness that we reveal love and forgiveness, it is when we encounter frustrations, disappointments, conflict and embarrassments that our true character is revealed. It is during the trials of life, when we fall on our knees, that we gain wisdom and grow. This is where we meet grace. Let us turn our attentions then, away from the beautiful vision, and fix our eyes on God, wherever that may lead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5506168350731003702?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5506168350731003702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5506168350731003702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/09/beautiful-life.html' title='The Beautiful Life'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rub0dO_FvuI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Ki6H8KJ2aPs/s72-c/beautiful+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8522556106281911297</id><published>2007-09-07T06:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:59.441-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Why Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RuFAue_FvtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iAlJ6m-AugA/s1600-h/yell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107434619750694610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RuFAue_FvtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iAlJ6m-AugA/s320/yell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One thing I hear regularly from others when commenting on the number of children I have is, "Oh, you must be so patient." My usual response is, "I'm working on it!" If they only knew how much I have to work on it. I am not a natually patient person. Sometimes I wonder why God would give eight children to an impatient, perfectionist, introvert like me, surely my children do not benefit from this bent I have. Wouldn't a gregarious, messy, fun, creative type provide better mothering to this brood? Daily I have to work to overcome my personality type, while pasting a smile to my face and confronting another mess, something broken, a child screaming and pounding down the steps, or a pile of kids jumping on me each time I sit down for some peace. I know loud, chaotic situations are a challenge to the average adult, but one would think dealing with childish noises and mishaps should come naturally to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the much prayer I have done over this something comes to mind. God loves my children, yes, but he also loves me. This mothering thing, it is not supposed to be easy. My vocation is designed to lead me to Christ. God uses all these challenges to lead me to holiness and virtue, and instead of fighting it or thwarting his plan, I must cooperate. Perhaps an impatient, perfectionist, introvert is just the person to have a large family, perhaps it is the only way for me to be molded and changed into a saint. God loves me, yes he does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8522556106281911297?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8522556106281911297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8522556106281911297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-me.html' title='Why Me?'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RuFAue_FvtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/iAlJ6m-AugA/s72-c/yell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8913647782997391347</id><published>2007-09-04T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:59.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Be All You Can Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rt3Q1u_FvsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uSWQV3qJM0U/s1600-h/all+you+can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106467174072303298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="256" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rt3Q1u_FvsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uSWQV3qJM0U/s320/all+you+can.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is what my husband's day looks like. He get up at 5:30 and leaves the house to catch the 7:00 am train. He commutes to work a total of four hours a day, four days a week. During his train commute he works on his lap top computer. He has a high pressure job, and all day long I know he works very hard. One day a week he is able to forgo his commute and work in his home office, but even these days he barely has time for lunch. He likes his work and enjoys his vocation, but he definitely has a challenging life. I know many others live challenging, productive lives as well. Many men and women have demanding careers that require much skill and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think about this sometimes when I read various parenting magazines in waiting rooms of doctors' offices or while getting the kids' haircuts. It always amazes me how the articles describe the work of a mother as almost unbearably demanding or suggest it is the most difficult of jobs. The articles sometimes suggest that putting dinner on the table, getting the laundry done, or even getting showered and dressed in anything beyond sweats is almost beyond reach of accomplishing with any regularity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I certainly have had some bad days and even weeks when life seemed overwhelming, times when getting the basics done was a real struggle. Of course, we all have, it is part of learning and growing, and just managing the challenges of life. However, when I read the magazines it is no wonder that the employed women and men of the world, who are not home raising a family or keeping a home wonder what we do all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The popular notion is that our husbands come home to a messy house, no dinner, and their wives wearing sweats, which begs the question, just what do we do all day anyway? I am sorry to say that even some of my favorite parenting resources, especially regarding attachment parenting and breastfeeding, fall into this mindset as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we will never escape having "one of those days" now and then, there really is no excuse for not living out our vocations admirably. Being up and dressed and ready for work is not a unique idea, and there is no reason at home mothers are exempt from this task. Having some degree of organization to our home and to our day should be a minimum expectation we have for ourselves. Keeping up with the laundry and preparing dinner for our families should naturally fall to the parent at home, and distractions like attending play groups, cruising the internet, or attending field trips may be keeping us from these important tasks, that when left undone, leave us feeling discouraged and unprepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our vocations, as Catholic mothers, are noble and worth giving our best too. We need to see it as real work and rise to meet the challenges of each day. We need to prioritize and do the first things first, and learn how to better manage our obligations as any professional in the workplace does. God calls us to give our best to every task, every day, no matter where we do our work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8913647782997391347?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8913647782997391347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8913647782997391347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/09/be-all-you-can-be.html' title='Be All You Can Be'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rt3Q1u_FvsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uSWQV3qJM0U/s72-c/all+you+can.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4166713473010128453</id><published>2007-08-26T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:30:59.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>All You Need is Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RtIr_u_FvrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SqGjrKhwpIE/s1600-h/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103189701708594866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="139" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RtIr_u_FvrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SqGjrKhwpIE/s200/heart.gif" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I used to think I knew it all. When my children were little and my world was a little smaller, I definitely had some strong opinions about how "it" must be done. Parenting, that is; I was confident I knew the right methods. For instance, it was easy to get my two year old to play a "clean up" game with me while we sang and picked up his little basket of toys. This would lead me to think how simple it is to get kids to help around the house. When my little one year old would say "ta-oo" (thank you) when I handed him a cookie, I would proudly observe what a polite child I had raised, as if the job was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have since had some time to reflect on the issue of parenting styles and methods. I have also observed my children exhibit less that helpful and polite behavior at times, and have seen friends with radically different parenting methods who have delightful children. Although, I do think there are some preferred ways of raising children, I no longer believe that there is only one way to do most things. I am definitely more open-minded and relaxed and less judgemental. I have observed that children are way more resilient than I believed them to be. I also have learned that there are some things that are critical to good parenting, and these things don't always translate easily into a formula, method or philosophy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beyond all the methods, the one thing that is paramount to parenting is love. Love of God, love of your husband and family, and love of each individual child. Love that seeks out the will of God and leads us to a life of prayer. Love that makes our husband's needs a priority and brings grace to his life. Love that compels us to serve our families with passion. Love that allows each child to feel the embrace of God. This love will give us the wisdom to make the appropriate parenting choices, and will help smooth over the rough spots. Love conquers all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4166713473010128453?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4166713473010128453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4166713473010128453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-you-need-is-love.html' title='All You Need is Love'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RtIr_u_FvrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/SqGjrKhwpIE/s72-c/heart.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-1521698165494981115</id><published>2007-08-15T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T15:51:14.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Three Tips for Homeschooling</title><content type='html'>We are well into our second week of school for the new year, and my kids will tell you that it is really hard to crack open the books when the neighborhood kids are skating and biking down the sidewalks.  However, we are taking a beach vacation in September, so it will be good to have an entire month of work done before we leave.  It will be a well deserved break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently asked by a friend for some time to sit and talk about homeschooling.  She wanted some advice.   I came up with three things that have really worked for me in organizing our homeschooling effort that I thought I would share with you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Incorporate some structure in your day.  The amount of structure and the timing for things will look different in each family, but having a plan for when meals are, a time for naps, a period for school, work and play, and a time for getting up and getting to bed, are very helpful.  A routine allows the children to understand that there is a time for everything. If the important things of the day follow a logical and anticipated routine, it cuts out a lot of nagging and arguing.  The kids and I know what to do when and they know if they are responsible with their work they can enjoy their free time later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Have your lessons written down in advance.  I found that when the kids had to come to me for what to do next through the day, and I had to figure it out, it was just not working.  Having the lessons written out ahead of time allows the children to see exactly what they need to accomplish before the school day is considered done.  With their lesson planners, they have been able to learn how to budget their time, and plan ahead for big projects. I give them some flexibility, and the responsibility, for taking charge of their work.  They have learned to be independent and self-motivated students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Focus on the basics.  The classic reading and writing, 'rithmatic and religion should form the foundation of your curriculum.  If you do not have these subjects well established, then there is no use going off on elaborate unit studies in history and science, or anything else, that is unless the lessons incorporate a lot of reading and writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully, some of these suggestions can inspire you to another successful year of homeschooling.  If you are not homeschooling, may you and your children enjoy a good year.  I still can't believe another summer has passed us by (almost!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-1521698165494981115?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1521698165494981115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1521698165494981115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/08/three-tips-for-homeschooling.html' title='Three Tips for Homeschooling'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3850104257558607334</id><published>2007-08-15T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:21:01.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am!</title><content type='html'>I have been a bit absent from the blog lately as I have been carried away with real life.  We had some travel and various time consuming events, we have started homeschooling up again, and I have survived my first trimester.  So, as I attempt to get back into a regular routine again I can hopefully be posting more regularly.  Talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3850104257558607334?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3850104257558607334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3850104257558607334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/08/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am!'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-210560753570928618</id><published>2007-07-19T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:00.180-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>How to Clean the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rp_uNVQt1uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xeHxpNBtDRE/s1600-h/dishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089048016764917474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="139" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rp_uNVQt1uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xeHxpNBtDRE/s200/dishes.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have mentioned before all the lists I have for the children that are hung strategically through the house. I decorate them with a little clip art and laminate them, so they do look decent. The lists serve as reminders to the children for what or how they are to do things. Below is the list hung in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Clean the Kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before Meals:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help prepare meals as necessary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Empty dishwasher if needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Set table with plates, napkins, utensils, and glasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill glasses with water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Set out vitamins at breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Meals:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clear table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rinse dishes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Load dishwasher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Put food away, wipe off jars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wash and dry items that need hand washing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clean off highchair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wipe table, chairs, counters and stove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wipe out microwave &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rinse out sponges and dishcloths&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hang dishcloths and towels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rinse out sink and run disposal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start dishwasher if needed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweep floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Additional jobs in evening: trash needs taken out and dishcloths taken to laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-210560753570928618?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/210560753570928618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/210560753570928618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-clean-kitchen.html' title='How to Clean the Kitchen'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rp_uNVQt1uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xeHxpNBtDRE/s72-c/dishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-931297496081819261</id><published>2007-07-17T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T20:45:56.436-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine Months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Contraception Works!</title><content type='html'>One thing that contraception has done very well is to separate the connection of the marriage act from procreation, not a big surprise, as that is what it is intended to do. However, I do not just mean that sex and babies are separated in the physical sense, as in if you use "protection" you can avoid pregnancy. I am suggesting this separation has affected our society's very understanding of the purpose of marriage, sex and babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.newsday.com/news/nationworld/nation/ny-usmarr025278545jul02,0,7275793.story?coll=ny-nationalnews-print"&gt;recent poll of married couples&lt;/a&gt; suggests that children are perceived as irrelevant to finding happiness in marriage. It is now completely common, accepted, and expected for people who are not married to have babies and for people who are married to choose to avoid having babies. Further, our separation of marriage, sex and babies has resulted in "valid" &lt;a href="http://www.cuf.org/FaithFacts/details_view.asp?ffID=98"&gt;marriages of same sexed persons&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.cuf.org/FaithFacts/details_view.asp?ffID=123"&gt;conceptions without sex &lt;/a&gt;(in vitro fertilization, donor eggs, surrogate mothers, and cloning). Perhaps you agree with these cultural shifts, perhaps you do not, but one thing follows another, and the point is that contraception works. We have effectively separated what was meant to be intrinsically joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What God has joined, let no man separate," we hear in the traditional wedding as man and woman are joined as husband and wife. God joins a man and a woman in marriage, with the resultant sex and babies. This is God's design, but in our limited human thinking, we have separated all of the above so that today our cultural understandings of marriage, family, husband, wife, mother and father are confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not about married couples who do not have children or have smaller families, due to their God given vocations, or because of infertility. This is about the confused, shocked, and dismayed reactions that confront couples in loving marriages when they announce that *surprise* they are having a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, even faithful Catholics seem to think that married couples who are having babies are simply making a lifestyle choice. The idea is that couples who have been blessed with many children are doing it because...they always wanted a big family...they love kids...they are really organized and hard working...they are trying to "prove" something...they are trying to keep up with the big family down the block...et cetera. There is always some planned reason that must be attached to the excessive procreation in some families, reasons that ignore the simple connection between marriage, sex and babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who choose to simply follow God's plan for marriage, as the Church so beautifully describes, may find that the babies just come. It really is as simple as that, no further explanation needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-931297496081819261?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/931297496081819261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/931297496081819261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/contraception-works.html' title='Contraception Works!'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6611794588129682535</id><published>2007-07-16T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:00.350-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine Months'/><title type='text'>Two Pink Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpuTjRvLLrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5It8B1umSNk/s1600-h/test.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087822438311079602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpuTjRvLLrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5It8B1umSNk/s400/test.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there it was, right there on the bathroom counter, a pregnancy test with two pink lines. It was a bit faint, but definitely, there was a second line. Hmm, this with all the other evident symptoms, and I feel pretty confident making my own diagnoses. Wow, pregnant with baby #9. It never ceases to amaze and surprise me. How am I going to do this?! How can I be pregnant NOW? There are so many &lt;em&gt;things&lt;/em&gt; I have to do, that &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; was sure now was not the right time. Things like getting my house decluttered and back in order before starting another school year. Things like a family reunion, a black tie function and my twenty year high school reunion --ARGH, I have to go to all these places&lt;em&gt; pregnant&lt;/em&gt;. Oh, the comments! Oh, my body looking so pregnant! Oh, and I'm so tired and nauseous and emotional! How am I going to do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pep talk to self: This may not be my timing, but what do I know anyway? This is God's timing and I can already see some good aspects to it. It is summer break, so I am not having to get up every morning for the busy busy school days. That helps when you can barely get off the couch. I have already had a longer break between babies than I have had in a long time. Right now, my baby is over 18 months, usually I am in my last trimester or already have another in arms by now. The kids are so excited. My 14 year old son leaned over me to give a big hug with a huge grin on his face. Then he picked up the house and got his little sisters dressed. It is good. It's all good. I am just praying that I and my little one stay healthy, and that I start feeling better soon. I pray for confidence, confidence to face all the worldly judgements and questions from strangers and even well meaning friends and family. I am excited now too, and already attached to this little tiny one forming within.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6611794588129682535?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6611794588129682535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6611794588129682535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/two-pink-lines.html' title='Two Pink Lines'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpuTjRvLLrI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5It8B1umSNk/s72-c/test.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-1511615535450295002</id><published>2007-07-11T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:00.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Ora et Labora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpWHedqJLiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UuCffeTcvG8/s1600-h/stbenedict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086120311612059170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpWHedqJLiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UuCffeTcvG8/s200/stbenedict.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ora et Labora&lt;/em&gt;, Latin for pray and work, is the motto of the Benedictine order, founded by Saint Benedict, whose feast day we recall today. Pray and work, there are two ways to consider this powerful phrase. One view is to make your prayer manifest in your work, the other is to consecrate your work with prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer becomes manifest in work when, through prayer, the Spirit leads you to specific tasks. Perhaps you will feel God's call to perform certain works of charity, helping a needy neighbor or bringing a meal to a family. Maybe your prayer will lead you to new ways to serve your husband or help one of your children. Prayer can enlighten you to many productive activities that enable you to serve your family and community in new or better ways. We must always be attentive to God's tug on our conscience to perform works of love and mercy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We consecrate our work with prayer when we offer up even the most insignificant, repetitive or aggravating work to our Lord. God calls mothers to many such tasks, the jobs few may see or appreciate. But, if our work is done in a spirit of service, humility, and love, and offered to our Lord as a physical act of prayer, our work is transformed to the supernatural, and we are transformed as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-1511615535450295002?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1511615535450295002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1511615535450295002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/ora-et-labora.html' title='Ora et Labora'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpWHedqJLiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/UuCffeTcvG8/s72-c/stbenedict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-540718852426195642</id><published>2007-07-11T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:16:50.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Mega-Mom Interviews</title><content type='html'>Jen over at &lt;a href="http://et-tu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Et tu?&lt;/a&gt; did a series of interviews with some "mega-moms," a.k.a., mothers of large families.  I thought it was interesting and appreciated the perspective of some of the other ladies who responded.  Check it out &lt;a href="http://et-tu.blogspot.com/search/label/Interviews?max-results=200"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-540718852426195642?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/540718852426195642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/540718852426195642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/mega-mom-interviews.html' title='Mega-Mom Interviews'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5684610280253966342</id><published>2007-07-10T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:00.629-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>A Modern Day Noah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpOyRdqJLhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TjmgEQK1bjs/s1600-h/noah.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085604417320332818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpOyRdqJLhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TjmgEQK1bjs/s320/noah.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family went on an outing to a movie theatre last weekend. It's something that's not usually worth doing, but given the heat outside and the exhaustion of my sons who had just returned from camping, it seemed like a fun option. My husband checked out the movie reviews on the &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/movies/e/evanalmighty.shtml"&gt;Conference of Catholic Bishop's site&lt;/a&gt; and we settled on &lt;a href="http://www.evanalmighty.com/"&gt;Evan Almighty&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't sure what to expect as, without television, I remain pretty ignorant of new movie releases. Evan Almighty, though, got me really thinking about how God works in the lives of his people. Strangely (must be hormones) I even got a little misty eyed thinking about it. The movie is about a somewhat self-obsessed and materialistic, but nice enough guy, "Evan," and his wife and three sons. The family moves to Virginia to be near Washington, DC, as Evan is a newly elected Senator. Then quite by surprise, God starts intervening in Evan's life and he undergoes a metamorphosis into a very different person -- a person very much resembling the Biblical, Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just like Noah, God calls Evan to build an ark. God causes Evan's beard and hair to grow long and white, and clothes him in Noah-like robes. Evan is to build an ark in his modern day, upscale suburban neighborhood. For a person obsessed with his image, this was an unwelcome and uncharacteristic change for Evan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The movie had some important lessons. One lesson was that God is in control of all things. Another lesson was that he uses failed humans to do his work on earth. A third lesson was that God loves us and everything we are called to is ultimately for goodness. Forth, it is evident in the movie that doing God's will is not easy, but can challenge all of our preconceived notions about what we think is best. Last, the movie shows that to follow God we must swim against the tide, and though our culture may mock us or merely misunderstand us, God's will surpasses all the transient and insignificant things the world has to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really think God is going to call any of us to physically build an ark in our neighborhoods, or transform our appearance into an Old Testament hero, but he does have plan for each of us. God may not appear before us, but we can still hear his voice. God's plan for us is one born of love, the eternal love our Creator has for his creatures. What God calls us to is obedience, this obedience may not always be easy, but the blessings we receive in this life and the next, surpasses the weight of any earthly burden. Pray for discernment, humility and courage, as you carry out the work of God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5684610280253966342?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5684610280253966342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5684610280253966342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/modern-day-noah.html' title='A Modern Day Noah'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RpOyRdqJLhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TjmgEQK1bjs/s72-c/noah.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-9115924875995148945</id><published>2007-07-04T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:00.775-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Raising Good Citizens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RovHCNqJLgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3mNrJn5ydGw/s1600-h/kid+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083375445257825794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RovHCNqJLgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3mNrJn5ydGw/s200/kid+flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In honor of Independence Day I thought I would share some ideas for creating a spirit of good citizenship in our children. &lt;a href="http://www.usccb.org/faithfulcitizenship/bishopStatement.html"&gt;Our faith calls us to active participation in our communities&lt;/a&gt;; the Bishops explain civic involvement and participation in the political process as a &lt;em&gt;moral obligation&lt;/em&gt;. If parents take on the &lt;a href="http://www.catholicvote.org/index.php"&gt;responsibility of active citizenship&lt;/a&gt;, then we can transmit this way of living to our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTING&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.catholicity.com/vote/guide.html"&gt;Voting&lt;/a&gt; is a responsibility of all of us living in our free country. The opportunity to vote for our representatives in government is a foundation of our democracy. I do not just mean voting in the presidential elections every four years, I'm talking about voting every time the polls are open. We should be voting in every primary election, each community referendum, state-wide elections, county elections, in city and school board elections. We are to make educated votes too. This requires us to research and learn and talk to others and pray. This is active, responsible citizenship, and it is not always simple or easy. However, it is a duty,  even a Catholic duty. Your kids will get involved and interested as you do. They will learn much from hearing the give and take and debate regarding candidates and issues, and they will see your commitment as you take them to the polls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDUCATION&lt;/strong&gt; It is every citizens' responsibility to be educated regarding local and national and international issues. No, we don't have to know every detail, but we must have a working knowledge of what is going on in our local communities and the world. Most of us have some awareness of what goes on at a national level, but do you know on a day to day basis what decisions your local school board is making? Are you aware of your city and county governments' activities? How about at the state level, do you keep yourself informed? It is important also, to not just find information sources that are within your comfort zone, or that just bolster your already formed opinions. How often to you look at news through the lens of "the other side." You will learn a lot if you make this a habit. One key to being truly informed is to eschew television news sources as a primary means of information, including network news, and shows like MS NBC and FOX news --- really, it is mostly sensationalist trash with a few newsworthy items thrown in to make you feel good. Be truly informed --- &lt;em&gt;READ&lt;/em&gt;. A good place for kids to learn about current events is through God's World Publications. They put out a &lt;a href="http://www.gwnews.com/products.cfm"&gt;weekly news magazine for kids of all ages&lt;/a&gt;, from pre-school through high-school. Sometimes, their news weekly for adults is a bit partisan and protestant for me, but it's nice to read something outside the mainstream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMMUNITY INVOLVEMENT&lt;/strong&gt; Get yourself and your kids involved in the local community. Specifically, teach your children &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Compendium-Doctrine-Pontifical-Council-Justice/dp/1574556924"&gt;Catholic social doctrine,&lt;/a&gt; post the &lt;a href="http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/10198d.htm"&gt;corporal works of mercy &lt;/a&gt;on the fridge, learn where the local soup kitchen, food pantry, and clothing ministries are located, and volunteer. Our children have been involved in varying capacities in these local programs. We spent one year doing monthly food collection in our neighborhood. The kids would leave a note that we were collecting food for the food pantry, and ask for a donation to be left on their doorstep a few days later. We collected hundreds of pounds of food this way. The kids did most of the work and they really enjoyed it. Now they are working for another ministry that aids the home bound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The idea is to resist cynicism, work against apathy, and realize that we are all responsible to make our communities, our nation, and our world a better place, and there are tangible ways for us and our children to be involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-9115924875995148945?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/9115924875995148945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/9115924875995148945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/raising-good-citizens.html' title='Raising Good Citizens'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RovHCNqJLgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/3mNrJn5ydGw/s72-c/kid+flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-7898693812053088047</id><published>2007-07-03T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:00.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Summer Sunshine and Sunscreens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ropr0dqJLfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i8M_UoGdADY/s1600-h/sunscreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082993678499786226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ropr0dqJLfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i8M_UoGdADY/s200/sunscreen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have always been a bit suspect of the practice of rubbing chemicals all over my children's bodies each time they exit the house to spend time in the summer sunshine. Although I don't hesitate to use sunscreen when we are in the sun full on for long periods of time, like at the beach; I generally opt for less hazardous means to protect the children. Thankfully, even though I have a bunch of blondies, most of my children have complexions that are fairly sun tolerant, and we have a shady backyard. Another tactic is to avoid sun exposure during the heat of the day. If we go to the pool or beach at all, we try to go in the morning or evening, and we encourage the kids to wear t-shirts when out of the water. Hats are a must too, especially on the baldy babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you must slather the chemicals on, &lt;a href="http://www.cosmeticsdatabase.com/special/sunscreens/summary.php"&gt;check out this website&lt;/a&gt; for recommendations for safe and effective products. It is a very helpful source for making comparisons, when the labels are less than clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-7898693812053088047?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7898693812053088047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7898693812053088047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-sunshine-and-sunscreens.html' title='Summer Sunshine and Sunscreens'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ropr0dqJLfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/i8M_UoGdADY/s72-c/sunscreen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8435580498248418460</id><published>2007-07-01T15:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T18:42:29.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Little More Than A Servant and Baby Maker?</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=11640153"&gt;listening to NPR this morning&lt;/a&gt; on my way to Mass and briefly heard an interview with author, &lt;a href="http://www.lisasee.com/"&gt;Lisa See&lt;/a&gt;, who has written a series of historical novels set in China, with the primary characters as women. According to one part of the interview that I heard, Ms. See refers to one of the characters in her novel as &lt;em&gt;little more than a servant and baby maker&lt;/em&gt;. I have heard this phrase many times before, and unfortunately, it is often used by pseudo-feminists to describe the traditional role of women who tend the hearth and home.  Perhaps, Ms. See just misspoke and was not describing her own view of the traditional role of women, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true that women have been oppressed and demeaned in every time and place, that is nothing new.  The sad thing today is hearing those who would consider themselves enlightened disregarding the indispensable role women have in their families.  In many places and times, a woman's role in her family is her only source of  power and esteem, and some would take even this from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certain some would consider me likewise, as little more than a servant and baby maker.  It is true, I do little more than serve my family and care for my children.  But, to consider me "&lt;em&gt;little more than&lt;/em&gt;" this is judgemental and demeaning.  In fact, it demeans the contributions of  many strong, intelligent and virtuous women who have persevered in many cultures, places, and times through history doing the significant and timeless work of raising the next generation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the phrase being applied to a person in another vocation?  He was little more than a janitor.  She was little more than a police officer.  He was little more than a teacher.  She was little more than an author.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8435580498248418460?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8435580498248418460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8435580498248418460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-more-than-servant-and-baby-maker.html' title='Little More Than A Servant and Baby Maker?'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5350899541800354468</id><published>2007-06-30T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:01.107-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Big Family Television</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RobH_OEpmhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1zCfZ0U1al0/s1600-h/waltons2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081969118457469458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RobH_OEpmhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1zCfZ0U1al0/s320/waltons2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/kill-your-television.html"&gt;We do not have TV reception&lt;/a&gt;, but we do watch DVDs and videos on occasion. We rent from Netflix and can get some fun stuff that's not available at the local video store. My kids have really taken to old TV shows like &lt;em&gt;The Brady Bunch&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The Waltons&lt;/em&gt;. They love watching all the kids interact with the same sort of issues they experience with all their siblings. I especially like watching &lt;em&gt;The Waltons&lt;/em&gt;. Perhaps I am romanticizing the era a bit -- it could not have been that easy to feed all those kids cooking over a wood-fired stove, and it IS a TV show, so not entirely realistic. However, what a quaint time to live. Everything just seems so slowed down and simple with few cars, no soccer practice, and bare feet. Though, I still look at all those kids around the dinner table and think, "now that's a lot of kids!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5350899541800354468?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5350899541800354468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5350899541800354468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-family-television.html' title='Big Family Television'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RobH_OEpmhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/1zCfZ0U1al0/s72-c/waltons2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4198492895945986193</id><published>2007-06-29T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T19:06:00.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine Months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Happy 5oth Anniversay to The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding</title><content type='html'>When I discovered I was expecting our first baby, after just one year of marriage and with two years of law school left for my husband, I was nervous and so excited.  I decided I was going to give as much dedication to my new role as a mother as my husband did to his future role as a lawyer.  So, much scholarship was in order.  One of the first books I read ,cover to cover, as a brand new expectant mother was &lt;a href="http://www.llli.org/"&gt;La Leche League's&lt;/a&gt; publication of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://store.llli.org/public/profile/201"&gt;The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.  In honor of  this &lt;a href="http://store.llli.org/public/profile/208"&gt;book's 50th anniversary&lt;/a&gt;, I recall the  impact it had on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year of marriage was spent learning &lt;a href="http://www.cuf.org/FaithFacts/details_view.asp?ffID=96"&gt;Natural Family Planning &lt;/a&gt;through the &lt;a href="http://www.ccli.org/"&gt;Couple to Couple League&lt;/a&gt;.  That and my year  working in a natural/health food store convinced me of the importance of breastfeeding.  The Womanly Art, though, gave me specific and convincing facts as to why breastfeeding is so crucial to mother and baby, and gave the information I needed to succeed.  This book helped to develop my framework for all the other pregnancy and parenting books I read thereafter, because I determined that if following some bit of advice would jeopardize my breastfeeding relationship, the advice probably wasn't so great.  The book encouraged me to see pregnancy, birth and breastfeeding as part of a continuum of baby care, and that my choices regarding my pregnancy and birth could impact the health of me and my baby, and my ability to breastfeed.  The Womanly Art even gives guidance for healthy eating for the whole family, for it's natural to desire to feed ourselves and our babies well while we're breastfeeding and as baby weans from the breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Happy Anniversary to &lt;em&gt;The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding&lt;/em&gt;!  May many more mothers, babies, and families grow and learn from your sage words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4198492895945986193?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4198492895945986193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4198492895945986193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-5oth-anniversay-to-womanly-art-of.html' title='Happy 5oth Anniversay to The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3174223777576524779</id><published>2007-06-28T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:01.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>The Best Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RoQDZ-EpmeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nLH3tgB_7Xw/s1600-h/nun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081190024274876898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RoQDZ-EpmeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nLH3tgB_7Xw/s200/nun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few years ago my family and I went to Mass and toured around the &lt;a href="http://www.nationalshrine.com/site/pp.asp?c=etITK6OTG&amp;amp;b=106948"&gt;Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception&lt;/a&gt;. We like to take religious field trips on occasion, and we always have a very uplifting experience. On our visit we ran into a nun, who stopped us to say hello to the children. She was so sweet and loving and just exuded faith and charity. She asked the children if they knew what the very best prayer was, and they guessed the Our Father, the Glory Be, the Rosary, and to each she said, "that's a good one, but there's one even better." After much guessing, she finally shared that the very best prayer is to simply say, "I love you, Jesus." My kids love to say the "best prayer" and I love to hear them say it. "I love you, Jesus" always works. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3174223777576524779?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3174223777576524779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3174223777576524779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-prayer.html' title='The Best Prayer'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RoQDZ-EpmeI/AAAAAAAAAG0/nLH3tgB_7Xw/s72-c/nun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5606272175755791062</id><published>2007-06-27T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T09:18:03.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>My Lists</title><content type='html'>I have mentioned before that I have created lists hung through the house that detail for the children exactly what and how they are to do certain things. One I have posted before is the &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-morning-list.html"&gt;good morning list&lt;/a&gt; and another is the &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-night-list.html"&gt;good night list&lt;/a&gt;. See below the &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-bye-list.html"&gt;good-bye list&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-home-list.html"&gt;welcome home list&lt;/a&gt; which outline how to manage a family's comings and goings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5606272175755791062?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5606272175755791062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5606272175755791062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-lists.html' title='My Lists'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6009774748387181596</id><published>2007-06-27T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:01.324-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Welcome Home List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pray for peace in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take shoes off and put them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hang up jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Place any papers or letters in kitchen in-box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Put away other items: backpack, books, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wash hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080746508772022738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RoJwB-EpmdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ruKQQEHhqOI/s200/door.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6009774748387181596?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6009774748387181596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6009774748387181596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-home-list.html' title='Welcome Home List'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RoJwB-EpmdI/AAAAAAAAAGs/ruKQQEHhqOI/s72-c/door.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5653237262202710273</id><published>2007-06-27T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T08:57:41.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Good-Bye List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Collect my things for outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Any books or papers, clothing or equipment needed? Anything to return to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;somewhere or someone? Backpack, cell phone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a snack and drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go the the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wash hands and face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Brush hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Socks and shoes on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jacket, if needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell others where I am going, when I will be home, and get directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pray for blessing in all I do and spread the love of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5653237262202710273?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5653237262202710273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5653237262202710273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-bye-list.html' title='Good-Bye List'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-683104605940799312</id><published>2007-06-24T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T16:18:58.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Philadelphia Gone Mad</title><content type='html'>Our family has been on a trip to Philadelphia the last few days, visiting the usual Ben Franklin, Continental Congress, and Betsy Ross history. We also got to see &lt;a href="http://www2.fi.edu/tut/about.html"&gt;King Tut&lt;/a&gt; - cool. It has been a fun, but sometimes trying experience. I have been reflecting on how to share some of my thoughts on this trip with readers. Traipsing about with the eight kids through a city, although not a foreign activity to us, still can be a bit of an organizational challenge. A test of patience too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have had their curiously piqued. My 6th grade daughter, studying Egyptian history next year, can't wait to get into it. My 3rd grade son, studying American history, has excitement about seeing things he will be reading about. My 9th grade son, who has Thomas Paine's &lt;em&gt;Common Sense &lt;/em&gt;on his reading list, as well as many other books relating to our nation's founding, wants to start his reading early. All good, and make the trip worth its cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the kicker was my newly minted three year old showing off her well developed lungs for half an hour, in a room with, like, 100 foot ceilings (think echoes). It was so bad a security guard checked on us and we drew a crowd -- B.A.D, bad. At the end of it -- my twelve year old son gave her gum (that's what worked?), and she stopped screaming, but then I was crying. My husband was really stressed, and got impatient with my fourteen year old, who then started moping about as only a fourteen year old can. Fourteen year old then kicked the six year little brother who was being annoying as only a six year old little brother can be. Little brother got mad and it went on. Dominoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know others look at us and think how perfectly behaved, how beautiful, and if only they had the patience or the (fill in the blank) they would do it too. I know this because people say it all the time. Obviously, we didn't get those comments Saturday at the museum, though. But people suggest that it takes some special sort to care for a big family, or that the family is a special sort that it makes it easy to care for. I would say it doesn't take anything special. God is the one who makes it special, we're just following his call. So, if you feel God's tug on your heart for just one more, think about it. It's not always easy, and it doesn't take a superhuman, but God will use it, all the good days and the bad, to get you to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-683104605940799312?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/683104605940799312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/683104605940799312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/philadelphia-gone-mad.html' title='Philadelphia Gone Mad'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-1634309884500838170</id><published>2007-06-24T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T19:45:04.665-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Children in Church, not always (or usually not always) problem free</title><content type='html'>Anonymous commented the following to my post titled &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/children-in-church.html"&gt;Children in Church&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please understand that not all young children are as amenable to sitting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;quietly in a pew as yours have been&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To read the entirety of her comments see them &lt;a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8891128500601989081&amp;postID=238595539115780713&amp;amp;isPopup=true"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I think the Anonymous commenter had some good points, and I totally can relate to much of what she said from my own experiences with my children in church. I want to emphasize that my little children do not sit as angels during Mass. It is a struggle each and every time we go. Some of them have had better behavior track records than others have had, and we have had periods where it was easier or more difficult due to the ages of the children at different times. Often too, I am distracted by parenting and miss the readings or homily (it helps to pray over the readings ahead of time). And, I agree, although it cannot be helped to be somewhat of a distraction, it is important to be mindful of others, and take the children out as soon as they are too disruptive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, it is worth it. Attending Mass as a family is so worth it. We have always had some medley of baby/toddler/preschooler, and usually all three, presenting some variety of trouble during Mass, so if we decided we wouldn't attend with the troublesome one(s) in tow, we wouldn't be attending as a family, ever. Making the commitment to taking your children to Mass and attending as a family will bring grace and blessings to you and your children. You may not feel it each Sunday, but over time you will see the fruits of this commitment. Further, you would be surprised, my husband and I have walked out of Mass with beads of sweat on our foreheads due to !&amp;%#&amp;amp; behavior, but still people manage to comment on the good (!?) behavior of our children. I think we parents notice much more than the people around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And another little help -- practice at home, then practice at church, then move on to practicing at daily Mass (it's shorter). Set up little chairs at home or line them up on a couch and have the kids learn to sit with their hands folded. See how long they can do it, keep adding a few minutes each day, then reward! Take that skill they learned at home to church and have them practice sitting in a pew in an empty church the same way and see how long they can do it. Then try to go to daily Mass sometimes. This training will help, and children can learn, they really can. In addition, this sitting quietly practice will help in all kinds of settings -- the bank, the library, all kinds of places. Sure, it is definitely not always problem free - I'm no fool, but concentrated training does help. God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-1634309884500838170?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1634309884500838170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1634309884500838170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/children-in-church-not-always-or.html' title='Children in Church, not always (or usually not always) problem free'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3082478856695497328</id><published>2007-06-21T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:01.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>The Mantra of a Home Worker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rnq9WeQAsHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ic3woo7CMiI/s1600-h/HarriedHomemaker.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078579723588644978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rnq9WeQAsHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ic3woo7CMiI/s320/HarriedHomemaker.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this &lt;a href="http://www.workaholics-anonymous.org/knowing.html"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt; some time ago and discovered that I have a full blow addiction problem as defined by &lt;a href="http://http//www.workaholics-anonymous.org/index.html"&gt;Workaholics Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;. Actually, it would be difficult to be a competent mother at all, let alone a mother of many, and not answer "&lt;em&gt;yes"&lt;/em&gt; to many of the questions on the quiz. The truth is that mothering a houseful is a lot of work -- it is a lot of housework, organizing, meals and laundry, discipline, diapers and teaching. Even when you do get to sit down, there is someone there who must talk or must sit right on your lap. Nights don't necessarily bring much relief either, as the little nighttime visitors start trickling in sometime after midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question is then, how do we balance all this work and all the needs of the little people around us without getting discrouraged and burned out? One thing I have done is to create priorities. For me, there are a few key tasks that definitly need attention each day. These tasks form the backbone for my daily to do list. Attending to these priority tasks helps me to feel some success at the end of the day, even when it feels like I am not accomplishing much else. Mentally recalling my priorities has become a mantra, for as I think over and over, "what's next?" through the day, I just mentally consider what I have to do with my laundry, dinner, school, and desk work; laundry, dinner, school, desk; laundry, dinner, school, desk -- all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;LAUNDRY&lt;/strong&gt; - I have learned by now that &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-perspective-on-laundry.html"&gt;the laundry is hardly ever totally done&lt;/a&gt;. That would de a major accomplishment. However, I feel free knowing that even if the laundry is never done, I can keep up with it by doing some each day. With this in mind, I don't have the burden of doing the impossible task of finishing it all each day, but am empowered to keep up with some of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;DINNER&lt;/strong&gt; - Breakfast and lunch just seem to happen easily, and the kids are able to do most of the clean up of these meals. &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-perspective-on-cooking.html"&gt;Dinner, though, has been a burden for me&lt;/a&gt;. By making it an item on my list of daily priorities, it gets the attention it deserves and I remember to think about it early in the day when I am making my plans. If I know what I am making for dinner before noon, and even pull a few things out, I feel so much better about this daily task. When I have a nice dinner on the table at the end of the day, I feel so much more successful about what I accomplished in the hours before. My kids and husband appreciate it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL &lt;/strong&gt;- I should have put school first, but having this task on my everyday to-do list is a reminder to me that a priority is to keep the kids on task, to give structure to their day, to be available to look over work and answer questions, and to give my pre-schoolers some one-on-one teaching time. When I commit myself to giving each of my children some focused attention with school work, I feel much more encouraged about my accomplishments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;DESK WORK&lt;/strong&gt; - The requirements of this task vary more than the others from day to day, but it is an important area to give attention to in order to keep everyone and every task organized. Each morning I check over my e-mails, check my calendar, determine what errands I need to do and when, add to my shopping lists, check who I need to make calls to, look over our bank accounts, and make plans for when to pay the bills. Taking some uninterrupted time each morning for some planning enables me to write a list of secondary priorities. Being organized in this way enables me know exactly what I can get accomplished when I have a moment here and there through the day. This is a big stress reliever, as I don't have to worry about what I am not getting done or what I am forgetting because I have already done the thinking ahead of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little system is so helpful and flexible. There are those days where I may make a nicer dinner and give less attention to the laundry, or I may have a laundry marathon and plan for a simple dinner. This works because my priorities are determined ahead of time and as the craziness of the day takes over I can hang on to my &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/routinize-your-schedule.html"&gt;established daily routines &lt;/a&gt;and my thoughtfully written to-do list to keep me sane and successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laundry, Dinner, School, Desk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3082478856695497328?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3082478856695497328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3082478856695497328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/mantra-of-home-worker.html' title='The Mantra of a Home Worker'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rnq9WeQAsHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/ic3woo7CMiI/s72-c/HarriedHomemaker.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-1141293714580940866</id><published>2007-06-19T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:35:49.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nine Months'/><title type='text'>God Put You in Charge</title><content type='html'>I have been asked repeatedly about various advice I could give on actually having all these babies -- questions about pregnancy, birth, and the early days with a newborn. My baby is 18 months old now, so I don't currently have the "baby on the brain" syndrome I do when I'm pregnant. Maybe I just try to forget it all! No, really, I have been blessed to have fairly easy, healthy pregnancies and births. Although, after 72 months of pregnancy so far, I have done my share of complaining about it. With all this in mind, I will start writing on some of these baby having topics under the label of &lt;em&gt;Nine Months&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first piece of advice would be to have a pregnancy and birthing philosophy and then to find a caregiver, a doctor or midwife, who understands and supports your philosophy. So, the first part of this is to develop your philosophy on childbearing. There are lots and lots of books to help guide your thinking. Some of the materials I like are available through &lt;a href="http://store.llli.org/public/search"&gt;La Leche League International&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://ccli.org/"&gt;Couple to Couple League&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.bradleybirth.com/"&gt;Bradley Method of Childbirth&lt;/a&gt;. I think &lt;a href="http://www.askdrsears.com/"&gt;Dr. Sears'&lt;/a&gt; books are very helpful too; he has books on pregnancy, birth, breastfeeding or parenting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own philosophy starts with the fact that I believe that, with God's help, I am the person primarily responsible for my own health and for having a healthy pregnancy, birth and baby. I am not at odds with the medical community, but I don't think they always have the same considerations as I do when making health care decisions for me and my family. Further, it is my family who will have to live with the consequences of any of our decisions, not the doctor or midwife giving advice. I see the doctor or midwife as a professional I hire, whose informed opinion I appreciate and seriously consider, but whose advice is not a command which I have to follow. If I disagree with an opinion, I very respectively share the information I have and communicate with them how I think it relates to me, and then offer an alternative. All this requires a commitment to taking responsibility for educating myself and the courage to advocate for myself and my unborn baby. As I have tried to find like minded caregivers, usually midwives, I have found they usually agree with my decisions and share that their offerings are "just how it's done, but not necessarily beneficial."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who are really into epidurals and all that entails. I think that is fine for them, if that is what they want. I hear them, however, often complaining about all the consequences of choosing a highly technological birth with lots of unnecessary intervention. For me, I think it is important to use the technology we have judiciously, only as needed. Choosing a natural pregnancy and birth, with little intervention, is a way to safeguard my fertility and to ensure future healthy outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take charge of your own health care, find a supportive caregiver, learn everything you can, and don't be afraid to advocate for yourself, because nobody loves that little baby more than you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-1141293714580940866?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1141293714580940866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/1141293714580940866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-put-you-in-charge.html' title='God Put You in Charge'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-238595539115780713</id><published>2007-06-17T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:01.874-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Children in Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnVzrOQAsGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hzP_4xdZMiU/s1600-h/church.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077091341326921826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnVzrOQAsGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hzP_4xdZMiU/s200/church.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We always go to Mass. We find somewhere to go when we travel, and it is never in question whether to attend when we're home. A person in our family has to be pretty sick to be exempted. Cultivating this attitude has brought many blessings to us. One, we have great friends at Church. Two, we never argue with the children about going. Three, our family worships together, and God has bestowed many graces for our obedience, and the children have learned where our faith falls in our priorities, it is number #1. Also, note, we always &lt;em&gt;take our children&lt;/em&gt; to Mass, from the Sunday when our first-born was three days old, to now attending with eight kids, aged 14 down to 18 months. I write this to encourage others to do the same, so what follows are some suggestions to make your Sundays work more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Start the evening before. Make sure everyone gets a good dinner, a warm bath, hair-washed, nails clipped, a cozy story and an early bedtime. Also, make sure that Sunday clothes and shoes are clean and ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Get up with plenty of time to get ready. The first thing I do is lay things out for a simple breakfast. Also, I pack what we need to go: sippy cups, small religious books, baby sling, offering, and anything I need for someone I may see. Then I get my shower before everyone else arises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. After the kids are up, they know the routine, quick breakfast and straight upstairs to brush teeth, wash faces, comb hair and get dressed. They have designated Church clothes, so they know exactly what to where. They must get dressed to the shoes before they can do anything else. During this time, we usually have dad or a big kid minding the kitchen, making sure the little children get fed and the dishes get done. I am directing everyone to their task of getting ready, while dressing the babies. Lastly, I have a few minutes to quickly get dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Before we leave I make sure each child gets a sip of water and visits the bathroom. If I lived farther away, I would do this after arriving and before taking our seats. Unless there is an emergency, we do not allow the children to take trips to the bathroom during Mass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Another rule: find your place and stay seated, no musical chairs. It helps not to let "problem siblings" to sit near to each other. Also, keep little ones on your lap. They learn to be content in firm and loving arms, especially when given some hugs, tender kisses and whispers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. We don't take our kitchen and playroom with us. The only exception may be a sippy or a little picture Bible for our littles. It is a distraction to have toys, books, papers, crayons, food, etc.. for kids to drop, shuffle about, fight over and eventually become bored with anyway. It is a good discipline for kids to learn to sit still for this limited amount of time. They definitely can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Sit near the front. Although it is tempting to hide in the back for a quick exit, it usually invites trouble for us. One, that's where all the kids with the toys and food are, so my kids are naturally curious and distracted by that scene. Also, the children cannot see what's going on. When we sit near the front they learn so much of the liturgy of the Mass and actually listen to the homily and scripture readings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. If we must step out with a little one, baby or toddler, they are not rewarded with a nursery or "cry room" experience. They don't get toys or get to toddle about with friends. They are held in my arms in the back of the Church. I may pace about, rock back and forth, or sit and nurse a fussy baby, but they don't get to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Lastly, praise and reward. Tell your kids how great they were! Maybe they were super polite to an elderly person, or kind to a younger sibling, or very attentive and reverent. Whatever it was find something to let them know you noticed them trying to be good. Then pull out the Sunday treats! We are pretty health food conscious during the week, which makes the donuts and coffee cake we enjoy on Sunday extra special. We also reserve Sunday as a day of rest and family recreation, so the kids always look forward to spending the day together, especially with their daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-238595539115780713?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/238595539115780713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/238595539115780713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/children-in-church.html' title='Children in Church'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnVzrOQAsGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hzP_4xdZMiU/s72-c/church.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-265598386674505097</id><published>2007-06-15T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:02.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Pray Through Your Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnNQsOQAsFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/icLi1NMfeIc/s1600-h/prayer.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076489925646397522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnNQsOQAsFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/icLi1NMfeIc/s320/prayer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I feel inadequate when I picture the perfect Catholic family in prayer. Perhaps the same image comes to your mind.....the image of children and parents quietly, piously, kneeling with rosaries in hand, sincerely meditating on the mysteries, and getting through at least a few decades with little disruption. Of course, this family is able to do the family rosary at a regular time each day, like clockwork. Now, please know that I have nothing, nothing against families who are able to do this, and I certainly love the rosary as a prayer, but around here the rosary is better meditated upon in the car on long trips. Somehow settling everyone down in the hustle bustle of life confounds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still, we pray. We pray a lot. Learning to pray with your children through the day, through each transition of the day, is learning to make prayer for you and your children an integral part of life. We pray when we get up, when we eat, sometimes when we're finished eating too, when we start school, finish school, leave on an outing and return, when we go out to play or &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/god-bless-you.html"&gt;the kids are running out the door somewhere&lt;/a&gt;, when we pass a church, when we hear a siren, when we're going to bed. We pray. Sometimes the prayers feel rushed, sometimes it's a quick Glory Be, sometimes the prayers are longer and of our own words. The point is to pray, and to make the act of praying a natural and frequent part of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't stumble upon the vision of the perfect family rosary, just start offering up your moments to God, and share them with your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-265598386674505097?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/265598386674505097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/265598386674505097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/pray-through-your-days.html' title='Pray Through Your Days'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnNQsOQAsFI/AAAAAAAAAGM/icLi1NMfeIc/s72-c/prayer.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8320873965044698900</id><published>2007-06-14T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:02.131-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Renew Your Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnFO-uQAsEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W_FEQULmGJA/s1600-h/dove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075925094497300546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnFO-uQAsEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W_FEQULmGJA/s400/dove.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the book of Romans we read that we should not be "conformed to this world." [Romans 12:2] We also know from Scripture that we are to consecrate ourselves in truth. [John 17:17] Understanding how this translates to how we live our lives can be transforming. Many would believe that these Scriptures merely call us to avoid sin, but I think that, as the passage in Romans says, we are to totally "renew our minds." It is extremely difficult to live among our friends, neighbors, even our extended family and other Catholics, and not be influenced by worldly ideas and practices. It can be even more difficult to constantly find ourselves swimming against the tide as we live out our lives striving towards holiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we receive the graces to lead holy lives by &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/whatever-is-lovely.html"&gt;filling our minds with those things that are Godly and true&lt;/a&gt;. If we are immersing ourselves in prayer, spiritual reading, and partaking in the sacraments, our spirits and minds will be disposed to holy thoughts, wisdom and understanding. If, however, we are filling our minds with junk women's magazines, romance novels, and &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/kill-your-television.html"&gt;television&lt;/a&gt;, our minds will not be as easily influenced by Godly things. We will be constantly fighting the worldly zeitgeist that sways our thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is that a worldly way of thinking, leads to a worldly way of acting. Maybe it does not lead to apparent or outright sin, as we think of sinful acts, but filling our minds with worldliness brings confusion and an incongruity between what we desire, which is hopefully joy, peace, and holiness, and what we have the courage to live. If we allow our minds and spirits to be weak, through lack of prayer or worldly distraction, we tend to take our cues from the people around us, not from the leading of the Spirit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So then, dear sisters, I extol you....."Do not conform yourself to this age, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and pleasing and perfect." Romans 12:2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8320873965044698900?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8320873965044698900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8320873965044698900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/renew-your-mind.html' title='Renew Your Mind'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnFO-uQAsEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W_FEQULmGJA/s72-c/dove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5882575982797335970</id><published>2007-06-13T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:02.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><title type='text'>Routinize Your Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnBhR-QAsDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FHSrNZ8cJGU/s1600-h/daily+schedule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075663741442371634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnBhR-QAsDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FHSrNZ8cJGU/s320/daily+schedule.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have tried using strict schedules to manage my days, schedules like the ones suggested in &lt;a href="http://www.mothersruleoflife.com/"&gt;Mothers Rule of Life&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.titus2.com/ecommerce/products/prod_listing.php/1100"&gt;Managers of Their Homes&lt;/a&gt;. I think formulating a well thought out schedule can be very helpful, but around here, with three kids four and under and big kids with lots of activities and outside work, strict scheduling can be frustrating. What I have found workable is to have a routine where some things are scheduled, meals perhaps, or outside the house commitments, or wake times, or bedtimes, but most things are routinized. By routinized I mean if we are out late the night before, perhaps the kids can sleep a little longer, but the tasks for morning and breakfast remain the same. Dinner and bedtimes can be shifted as needed too, but the routines and tasks that belong to each remain. This way our days follow a predictable sequence of events, but if the demands of life necessitate us shifting some things around, it still works without everything falling apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, roughly, our days look like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast and morning tasks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch and noon tasks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiet time/reading time/NAPS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snack and afternoon tasks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Activities/free time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner and evening tasks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bed time/reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I assign particular tasks for each child, and it seems to work to have chores at the same time as meals, some before, like picking up the clutter, some after, like dishes or laundry. This seems to work for us as we can get a lot done, but aren't tied to getting them all done at an exact time, as each day is different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5882575982797335970?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5882575982797335970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5882575982797335970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/routinize-your-schedule.html' title='Routinize Your Schedule'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RnBhR-QAsDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/FHSrNZ8cJGU/s72-c/daily+schedule.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-869385255904794915</id><published>2007-06-11T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:02.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>New Perspective on Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rm21guQAsBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kpCkmAI_Dus/s1600-h/fire+cooking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074911928892043282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="239" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rm21guQAsBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kpCkmAI_Dus/s320/fire+cooking.jpg" width="378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have mentioned before that when I get down about a household task, I think of women with the same tasks, but much less accommodating circumstances. &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-perspective-on-laundry.html"&gt;Laundry is one chore that tends to get me down&lt;/a&gt;, another is cooking. It seems like there is always someone around here who’s hungry. So, a big boo-hoo to me, as I walk to a full pantry and a new refrigerator to choose the ingredients for the next family meal. I can even turn on my stove with the turn of a knob. Imagine how I’d complain if I had to fetch the firewood before dawn and start a fire to make breakfast. Wow, we westerners are spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, thank you for clean, healthy food and water to feed my growing family, and help us to be grateful for the work and sacrifice that went into every bite we take. Be with those who are truly hungry and thirsty, God bless them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-869385255904794915?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/869385255904794915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/869385255904794915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-perspective-on-cooking.html' title='New Perspective on Cooking'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rm21guQAsBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/kpCkmAI_Dus/s72-c/fire+cooking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6405743553093471667</id><published>2007-06-08T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T08:44:07.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Response to Comment, Looking Good for God or Man</title><content type='html'>A reader commented the following in response to &lt;a href="htpp://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/authentic-show.html"&gt;An Authentic Show&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You are what you are in the eyes of God, and nothing else."- St. Francis of Assissi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tend to disagree with your statement, "I want to make a good impression and represent big families and my Catholic faith well." We should avoid scandal, but I think it is an error to attempt to 'look good' in the sight of people who are looking with the eyes of the world. Our judgments are based on the combination of our perceptions and our premises. A worldly premise will always lead to a worldly judgment, no matter what evidence is presented.Avoid giving any evidence of violation of the natural law, which you and the worldlings share alike. But even so, do that for God, not for men, and ignore the rest.Will people always make their little comments? Of course. Remember that your life is a standing rebuke to every person living a materialistic lifestyle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let us therefore lie in wait for the just, because he is not for our turn, and he is contrary to our doings, and upbraideth us with transgressions of the law, and divulgeth against us the sins of our way of life." (Wisdom 2:12)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God love you for wanting to make the Faith look good. But that is not a task for you. The appeal of the Faith is not you or I, but Jesus Christ. Let them see Jesus Christ in you, and you have represented the Faith well. So let me ask you this, are people more inclined to see Jesus Christ in you if your family measures up well to the standards of the world, or if their curses and insults are returned only with kindness?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Blessed are ye when they shall revile you, and persecute you, and speak all that is evil against you, untruly, for my sake: Be glad and rejoice, for your reward is very great in heaven." (Matthew 5:11-2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point taken! Absolutely, my concern should not be for worldly praise. The eyes of men are not the eyes of God. I think, however, the main point of the essay was to work towards the development of virtue. This work towards virtue, done for the love of God, will empower us to present ourselves properly, as ambassadors of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is important to remember, though, that by virtue of vocation, some have more of a struggle living in the world, but not of the world. At times, for me, I think it would be easier to wear a nun's habit, so that everyone just had an apparent explanation for my counter cultural lifestyle. A nun's dress would satisfy curiosities about my Catholic oddities. As it is, I have to appear to be normal, even with a long string of kids, behaving in various shades of good or bad, depending on the day, while people comment &lt;em&gt;("How do you do it?" "You must be a saint!" "It's superwoman&lt;/em&gt;!" No, I'm just a normal person with a lot of kids) or suggesting I should be turned into Child Protective Services for snarling at a kid (Doesn't every mom do this now and then, even moms of two? I really do love my kids, all eight of them!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if all this is making my point, but I guess I am saying that ultimately, yes, all that matters is that we do the will of God, and if that is what we are doing, then nothing else matters. Overt concern with the thoughts of men are sheer vanity and pride. However, it can be a struggle to be cast in the limelight whenever one is in public, just because you have eight kids. Truly, imagine that everywhere you went, every time you went out, eyes followed you and your children around. I do think this issue is worth addressing, just because it is a very real occurrence for big families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6405743553093471667?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6405743553093471667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6405743553093471667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/response-to-comments.html' title='Response to Comment, Looking Good for God or Man'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5954690019184136971</id><published>2007-06-08T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T08:43:02.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Response to Mother of One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have had it on my mind to comment on a couple of posts found in my comment section. So, even though it has been a few days, I am going to try to get to them both today. Here's the first:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the mother of an only child, I would like to offer you one piece of advice (in two parts) to help your big family look good to smaller families:a. When a parent of fewer children is complaining about something her child did or feeling overwhelmed, never say, "You think that's bad? Just imagine dealing with that AND four other kids!"b. When a parent is talking about something she does that you don't do, never say, "Oh, that's great, but it's just not possible to do that with a bigger family."I hear both of these surprisingly often, and they strike hard at my general tendency to view moms of many with awe and respect! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, and I agree, constant references to family size can be tedious. I do have one friend who has several children, and she does tend to frequently refer to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the number.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I tend to get tired of people always referring to our number of children and making comparisons, just like you. Except it's in reverse! I have friends with small families who reference some challenge with their child or with housework, and it's they who say, "Well I'm sure you have it much worse," or some such comment. My response is always something like, "well laundry is laundry, and it's never fun." I really believe that we cannot know the stresses or challenges of another, and even though a family only has 1 or 2 children, they may be dealing with issues that does make their day to day life more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I would add, that perhaps the mother with many children who is making the comments about the magnitude of her challenges, is truly overwhelmed. Many children do bring much work, and perhaps this lady is feeling the burden. I am very grateful for my friends who have smaller families who offer to give rides to my children to events or take on the brunt of organizing things at Church for all our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your second point is about mothers referring to things you can do that they aren't able to do, given the size of their crew. I may be guilty of this! I don't know what others' motivation is, but I can tell you mine. In fact, this is a topic I have intended to write about, but I'll just touch on it now. I think this may stem from guilt! Often I envy the mother who has fewer children and has time. She has time to go on neat field trips, time to organize home school theatre productions, time to do cool time lines and unit studies and crafts. Perhaps this comment is more of a compliment about all the nice things you do for your child, nice things that a mother of many looks upon with a touch of envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, in a way, these comments, and your reactions, is about a perceived divide. A perceived divide between big families and smaller families. I just don't think one really exists. Where there are misunderstandings, let charity reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5954690019184136971?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5954690019184136971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5954690019184136971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/comments-response.html' title='Response to Mother of One'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5671651197107446898</id><published>2007-06-07T08:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:02.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Prayer and Planners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmgImuQAr9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/X8K0Run0-4E/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073314441576099794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmgImuQAr9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/X8K0Run0-4E/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The school year has barely ended and already I have to start planning for next year. My intention is to get all my school planning and book organizing done within the next couple of weeks, then I'll have the summer to relax, without the big black cloud of school planning hanging over my head. I put in an order today for some of my favorite resources and thought I would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First is the &lt;a href="http://www.ltp.org/ltp/servlet/RequestDispatcherServlet?action=searchDetails&amp;key=2008;Annual;Publications:CDP08"&gt;Children's Daily Prayer&lt;/a&gt; book from &lt;a href="http://www.ltp.org/"&gt;Liturgical Training Publications&lt;/a&gt;. I have used it for a many years, and it is a simple way to bring daily prayer with your children into your routine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmgKs-QAr_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/hVpKb_OaJsE/s1600-h/planner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073316747973537778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="172" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmgKs-QAr_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/hVpKb_OaJsE/s200/planner.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My second purchase is a daily planner for me from &lt;a href="http://www.family-centered.com/store/"&gt;Family-Centered Press&lt;/a&gt;. It is specifically Catholic and includes a lot of Catholic content. Different sizes are available and it can be purchased spiral bound or whole-punched. There is also the option of having a menu planner and lesson planner included. I like having a calendar that spans the school year, as I don't like a calendar that starts with January, and splits my school year up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also really like having &lt;a href="http://www.pflaum.com/preview/planner_07_front.pdf"&gt;student planners &lt;/a&gt;for each of my children. These planners from &lt;a href="http://www.pflaum.com/"&gt;Pflaum&lt;/a&gt;, I have used these for a couple of years now, and they have made a big difference in our schooling. Each of my students has their own planner which I write their lessons in a week or two in advance. The children are then responsible for getting their work done fairly independently, as it is all laid out for them. It is also a good place to leave little notes and other reminders. These planners are Catholic as well, and include information on Saint's days, the liturgical year and Scripture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073319621306658818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmgNUOQAsAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/mSvFWVxt2sg/s200/student+planner.png" border="0" /&gt; Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5671651197107446898?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5671651197107446898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5671651197107446898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-year-has-barely-ended-and.html' title='Prayer and Planners'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmgImuQAr9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/X8K0Run0-4E/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4143879502265540844</id><published>2007-06-05T09:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Ducks in a Row</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmV64-QAr8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/MNYMsP2ikho/s1600-h/ducks+in+a+row.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072595674504146882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmV64-QAr8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/MNYMsP2ikho/s400/ducks+in+a+row.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear all the time from people that I am so brave to take my children out in public. I do take them out with me often to do my usual errands and we go on family outings and to dinner a lot. They are not always perfectly behaved in public, but they really are pretty good. One thing that has helped is to practice the behavior that we expect at home and to be very clear, before we even get out of the car, with our descriptions of how the children should behave. We do this every time we go somewhere. I think it is important for the kids to hear where they are going and why, even if it seems obvious, and to explain exactly what they can expect and how you expect them to behave. Then when misbehavior starts, all it takes is a look, a little reminder, or a gentle pull towards you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One little thing that helps is to pair buddies together, like they do in preschool, where two kids walk holding hands. I often have each of my three big kids in charge of each of my three littlest kids, then the two in the middle hold hands and walk near me. Also, we do the "ducks in a row" where everyone has their place in line, usually the younger ones in the front with me, then the children walk in order behind. It is very cute, and keeps us from taking up a whole aisle in the store or in a crowd. We even practice the "ducks in a row" at home marching around through the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are carting eight children around and you have to keep your eye on all of them, you can't have them all going different directions -- I only have two eyes! We often tell the children it is their job to stay with us and to keep their eyes on Mom and Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all comes down to practice, talk and training, as with anything else. Kids usually don't just know what to do, they have to be taught. Good luck on your next outing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4143879502265540844?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4143879502265540844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4143879502265540844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/ducks-in-row.html' title='Ducks in a Row'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmV64-QAr8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/MNYMsP2ikho/s72-c/ducks+in+a+row.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8660907302550682480</id><published>2007-06-02T14:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Hand in Hand to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmIkFVahxGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4whFJmmAVDU/s1600-h/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071655804438955106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmIkFVahxGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4whFJmmAVDU/s400/hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was teasing one of my sons the other day, saying, "You belong to me; you're mine." As I grabbed him and hugged him. Of course, he pulled away laughing, then collapsed into a hug, all while asserting his absolute independence from me. "No," I told him, "I helped make you; you belong to me; you're my baby; you are &lt;em&gt;MINE&lt;/em&gt;." Nope, not anymore, my young teen reminded me. "Okay, then, how about this one?" I said, scooping up my baby, my one year old, "This one is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; still mine, she belongs to me!" Nope, not her either, my son says, "You're just her steward." &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You're just her steward&lt;/em&gt;." My son was so right. Although I like to think of these kids as mine, and in a sense they are, of course; but no, not really, they're not mine. They belong to God, and I am their steward. Putting my relationship with my children in this perspective really puts a different emphasis on my parenting job. These children are not mine to mold into my own little images of what I think a good person or a good Catholic is. Sure, I must lead them and teach them and provide a good example to them. I must care for their bodies, nurture their souls, and help to enlighten their minds. I have authority over them and even the mandate to guide them, but it is not as a person superior to them, it is as a sister in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first contemplated that my primary relationship with my children and my husband was not as parent or wife, it was as their sister in Christ, I was struck. For one, I felt a freedom in understanding that these children had full integrity as persons, just as much as anyone else, and they had an entirely unique vocation and relationship with God that was separate from me. Knowing this relieved the burden of feeling that it is all up to me. God loves each of them and has a plan for them, in a way which I cannot even really comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, as their sister in Christ who is a &lt;em&gt;little &lt;/em&gt;farther down the road, it is my job to guide these children and love them, but it is more as an equal, for we are all equal in Christ. Understanding this equality with them has helped me appreciate each individual as a friend and see our parent/child relationship as one primarily rooted in the virtues of charity and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a book on meditations, In Conversation With God, Francis Fernandez, referencing R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Garigou&lt;/span&gt;-Lagrange, writes: &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Piety towards others leads us to judge them always with kindness, which walks hand in hand with a filial affection for God our common Father. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in a sense, our children are the ones God has called us to walk hand in hand with, as brothers and sisters in Christ, sharing the road on the journey to sainthood. We parents are just the ones holding the map -- at least for a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8660907302550682480?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8660907302550682480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8660907302550682480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/hand-in-hand-to-heaven.html' title='Hand in Hand to Heaven'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmIkFVahxGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4whFJmmAVDU/s72-c/hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4858492537865264507</id><published>2007-06-02T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.330-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>An Authentic Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmF9nFahxDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WF0R_kGrVDU/s1600-h/magnify.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071472765817701426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmF9nFahxDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WF0R_kGrVDU/s400/magnify.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day I was talking to a friend, the mother of nine, and she mentioned that when you have a big family, you just can't drop the ball on anything. You know, things like forgetting a school lunch or not having the right soccer jersey or missing a dance recital or being late for a musical. Her comment gave me some pause, and I thought, she's right; I put that same pressure on myself. What it is, I think, is that although everyone is late now and then, or forgets or misplaces things, when a mother of a big family makes some such error, we think that others will believe that obviously we have too many children -- too many children to care for properly. The pressure increases, too, when there are all the more people, places and things to keep track of and be on time for, it can make one's head spin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that is one of the little things that makes having a big family in this culture more difficult. Just the natural assumptions, biases and misunderstandings people have about big families. I imagine it would be nice to live in a society where big families were the norm, a society where we mothers of many could show up in public, late, with a mismatched toddler, a forgotten permission slip, and a little boy with grubby hands, without anyone thinking that we're not up to the task of parenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been struggling with this for a while. Where I live, for various reasons, our family has been in the "public eye" of our community a good bit. Of course, I want to make a good impression and represent big families and my Catholic faith well, but how do we find the balance between wanting to give a respectable presentation, which is a good thing, while avoiding the sins of pride and vanity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it is important to live authentically, that's where we find the balance. It is important to teach our children to be well mannered and dress appropriately. It is important that we, as mothers, work hard to stay organized and practice being responsible and prayerful about our priorities. If we're doing theses things during our hours and days at home, it will "show" when we're out --- and it won't be a "show" either, it will be real. However, at the same time, if our littles are displaying their authentic selves with ice cream dripping down their shirts, or a couple of our authentic preschoolers get into a fight in the check out line, or we are late for Mass, we can't get all hung up on these failures. They are lessons in humility. And, let me tell you, it's especially humbling to make these public foibles when you look up and notice all the eyes are on your family, fingers are pointing, and mouths are silently counting 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4858492537865264507?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4858492537865264507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4858492537865264507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/authentic-show.html' title='An Authentic Show'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmF9nFahxDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/WF0R_kGrVDU/s72-c/magnify.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6548804066052972300</id><published>2007-06-01T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Ready or Not, Here High School Comes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmCYH1ahxCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RIXoaa_l7os/s1600-h/high+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071220440784028706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmCYH1ahxCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RIXoaa_l7os/s400/high+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am reading this &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18746741/site/newsweek/page/0"&gt;link on homeschooling through high school&lt;/a&gt;, and I can’t believe we start high school here next year; my oldest starts ninth grade, and my second oldest is right on his heels. It truly seems like yesterday that my three oldest were all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;littles&lt;/span&gt;, spending our homeschooling days reading together and doing silly experiments and investigating the outdoors. I guess some families continue with this sort of laid back lifestyle in high school, but for us high school will be much more structured, &lt;em&gt;much more structured&lt;/em&gt;. Whew, we’ll see if I’m ready for this. I used to be sort of cavalier about it all -- thinking that, of course, we’d &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; through high school – &lt;em&gt;easy&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, I’m not so confident now. Not that I don’t believe that God calls us to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt;, I do; and not that I don’t feel our home is the best place for my kids to learn, it is …..It’s just that sometimes I wonder if I’m really up to this challenge. I mean, it really counts now, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We investigated all of our educational options, prayed, asked questions, prayed some more, and decided to continue homeschooling through high school. What I was once so sure of, I had to pray for peace about. That peace is coming to me now, especially over the last few weeks as we prepared our curriculum for next year, and my student in question turned 14. FOURTEEN! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wasn&lt;/span&gt;’t he just four?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of my son. Over the last year he has grown taller, then even taller! His voice has dropped an octave, his face started breaking out, and he decided to grow his hair long. He adores his little sisters; he is a gentleman; he works hard and studies hard. He is thinking seriously about the priesthood and is now making getting into the Naval Academy his primary academic goal. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t spend all his time on his i-pod or instant messaging or gaming or have a “my space” page. He cuts the neighbors grass, works towards his Boy Scout Eagle rank, plays his guitar, and kicks the soccer ball with his friends. He just started his first real job. He's really cute too!  No, he is not perfect; I am &lt;em&gt;well aware&lt;/em&gt; of that, but he is a great kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all the struggles, I really think that all these years of homeschooling have been worth it, and I am willing to commit to continuing this gift to my children through high school. Thank you, Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6548804066052972300?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6548804066052972300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6548804066052972300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/06/ready-or-not-here-high-school-comes.html' title='Ready or Not, Here High School Comes!'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RmCYH1ahxCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/RIXoaa_l7os/s72-c/high+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-7213530650677516075</id><published>2007-05-29T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.606-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Enough Sleep?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlwqNVahw_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pIOXeTk4iyk/s1600-h/sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069973689087411186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlwqNVahw_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pIOXeTk4iyk/s400/sleepy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our summer schedule officially starts today. We're a little behind in forming the actual new routine, but one thing I do know is that my children are not going to regularly sleep in late or spend all day on computer games. I told my oldest three that they had to get up on their own when their 7:30 alarm goes off or there are extra chores to do. Surprisingly, they came up with the extra chores part and were very willing to continue getting up at a decent time. With this in mind, I decided to do a little research into sleep recommendations and come up with some reasonable bed times as well. Not that we haven't had bed times and rising times in the past, but I find transitions to be an opportunity to reassess things and re-institute good habits. So, find below the general sleep recommendations for people of all ages from the &lt;a href="http://www.sleepfoundation.org/site/c.huIXKjM0IxF/b.2453615/apps/nl/content3.asp?content_id={6B085256-7F37-4346-8605-8AD5E1F6B313}&amp;amp;notoc=1"&gt;National Sleep Foundation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;INFANTS&lt;br /&gt;(0 to 2 months): ................10-1/2 to 18 hours*&lt;br /&gt;(2-12 months): ...........................14 to 15 hours*&lt;br /&gt;TODDLERS/CHILDREN&lt;br /&gt;(12-18 months): ........................13 to 15 hours*&lt;br /&gt;(18 months-3 years): ...............12 to 14 hours*&lt;br /&gt;(3-5 years): ..................................11 to 13 hours*&lt;br /&gt;(5-12 years): ....................................9 to 11 hours&lt;br /&gt;ADOLESCENTS&lt;br /&gt;8-1/2 to 9-1/2 hours&lt;br /&gt;ADULTS&lt;br /&gt;7 to 9 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-7213530650677516075?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7213530650677516075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7213530650677516075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/enough-sleep.html' title='Enough Sleep?'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlwqNVahw_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/pIOXeTk4iyk/s72-c/sleepy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5234836388774023666</id><published>2007-05-28T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>New Perspective on Laundry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RluLuVahw9I/AAAAAAAAADw/LiQ9T5g1HgA/s1600-h/river+laundry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069799433674277842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RluLuVahw9I/AAAAAAAAADw/LiQ9T5g1HgA/s320/river+laundry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I start feeling down about various household tasks before me, I imagine having to do the same task in a developing country. What would my laundry situation be like if I lived in a hut in Asia? I imagine I would be the laughing stock of the neighborhood carting our 2-3 daily loads of laundry down to the river. I guess with the ease of merely pushing buttons to do the laundry, we gain LOTS of laundry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have to schlep the laundry of ten down to a river, just from the hamper to the washing machine, about three feet. I still complain. I have even been known to cry about it. We do have a lot of laundry, but crying about it is a bit dramatic, I know. I can just see God looking down at my spoiled little self and just shaking his head. At the same time, somewhere there is a courageous Laotian woman kneeling on the muddy shore rinsing out the family clothes. I will not complain. Thank you, God, for nice clothes to put on the healthy bodies of my beautiful children, and the simple means of keeping everyone looking clean and neat. Now, back to the laundry room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5234836388774023666?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5234836388774023666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5234836388774023666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-perspective-on-laundry.html' title='New Perspective on Laundry'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RluLuVahw9I/AAAAAAAAADw/LiQ9T5g1HgA/s72-c/river+laundry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-2819927131941410200</id><published>2007-05-24T13:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:03.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><title type='text'>First Aid Kit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlXl2lahw8I/AAAAAAAAADo/40hoSujApMA/s1600-h/first+aid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068209681594434498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlXl2lahw8I/AAAAAAAAADo/40hoSujApMA/s200/first+aid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each spring I put some thought and planning toward preparing for all of our busy summer outdoor activities. During the warm weather months you will often find our family on the soccer fields on Saturdays, and when soccer is over we spend many weekend days at the river, park, beach, hiking, summer concerts, or wherever we can enjoy the great outdoors. I learned long ago that it makes life much simpler to be prepared for these outings in advance. I pack the car with water and snacks, like granola bars and nuts. I make sure we have some changes of clothes, wet wipes and diapers, maybe a backpack or stroller. Most importantly I restock our first aid kit each spring. I'd encourage all families to keep a well stocked and portable first aid kit. It makes life a lot easier to have everything in one easily accessible place for those times your child presents himself with gushing blood (happened here today) or an unexpected serious allergic reaction while out at a farm (happened to us last week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep all of our first aid supplies in a medium sized plastic tackle box with a handle on top which I found at Walmart in the fishing isle. It works great. I keep it on top of the refrigerator in the kitchen and then throw it in the car for outings. Just thought I'd share one of the things on my own spring "to do" list. So, let's get those first aid kits ready to go, you never know when you'll need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-2819927131941410200?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2819927131941410200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2819927131941410200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/first-aid-kit.html' title='First Aid Kit'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlXl2lahw8I/AAAAAAAAADo/40hoSujApMA/s72-c/first+aid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6620927770350496542</id><published>2007-05-23T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:04.059-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Easy Homemade Pasta Sauce</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlTmYlahw6I/AAAAAAAAADY/icRCEk9G6fk/s1600-h/pasta+sauce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067928790733276066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlTmYlahw6I/AAAAAAAAADY/icRCEk9G6fk/s320/pasta+sauce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have mentioned before that I am an imprecise cook. Even so, I will try to share some of my favorite things to make that feed a crowd of kids. One thing is homemade tomato sauce. If you buy jarred sauce because you think it would be too hard to make it yourself, you're in for a surprise. It is &lt;em&gt;so easy&lt;/em&gt;, and when you make it yourself you know exactly what is in it -- just healthy ingredients! It is also tastes a’ lot better and is cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Homemade Pasta Sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large stockpot, sauté 1-2 diced large onions and lots of minced garlic in a few Tablespoons olive oil on medium heat, stirring frequently, until onion is clear (the jarred, minced garlic makes it simple). As an optional step, you can add more vegetables your family likes -- chopped green pepper, grated carrots, zucchini, eggplant, sliced black olives -- use your imagination, just add harder veggies first and softer veggies last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add a #10 can of crushed tomatoes to the onion, garlic, veggie mix, stir and heat gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown and drain the grease from 1-2 lbs of ground beef (meat is optional, depending on what type of sauce you are going for), stir into tomato sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add salt and pepper and seasonings to taste. I sprinkle in Italian Seasoning mix from a bulk jar; it contains marjoram, thyme, rosemary, savory, sage, oregano, and basil. Let sauce simmer gently for a few minutes, then turn to LOW. It can be on the stove for a short while, or allowed to cook longer, becoming more flavorful, just stir occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use this sauce in any of your favorite pasta creations, and freeze the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6620927770350496542?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6620927770350496542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6620927770350496542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/easy-homemade-pasta-sauce.html' title='Easy Homemade Pasta Sauce'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlTmYlahw6I/AAAAAAAAADY/icRCEk9G6fk/s72-c/pasta+sauce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4708531415936003574</id><published>2007-05-23T06:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:04.216-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Good-night List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlQjBFahw3I/AAAAAAAAADA/UsFRjtDxl0k/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067713982238933874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="94" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlQjBFahw3I/AAAAAAAAADA/UsFRjtDxl0k/s200/moon.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Continuing with yesterday's post about creating good habits which help to organize the family, here is our good-night list. Both lists, the good-night and the &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-morning-list.html"&gt;good morning&lt;/a&gt;, are hung in the bathrooms. One in the girls' and one in the boys'. All I have to say is, "do your list!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good-Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Examine your conscience, ask God for peace and rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Plan for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pick up bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wash yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brush teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Get dressed for bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Put clothes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go Potty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(reminder to the littles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4708531415936003574?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4708531415936003574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4708531415936003574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-night-list.html' title='Good-night List'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlQjBFahw3I/AAAAAAAAADA/UsFRjtDxl0k/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4997740097425134334</id><published>2007-05-22T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:04.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Good Morning List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlNgXVahw2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/huu_BhsBo5Q/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067499959723606882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" height="115" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlNgXVahw2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/huu_BhsBo5Q/s200/sun.jpg" width="118" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Teaching children to develop good habits is one way to create an atmosphere of positive discipline in the family. A child with good habits and a sense of what is expected will display good behavior. One way I do this is to have strategically hung lists throughout the home. One such list is our "Good Morning" list. It tells the children exactly what they need to do before coming to the kitchen for breakfast before we start our school day. It goes like this: &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank God for a new day and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;offer all your thoughts, words, and actions to Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Make your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Put your pajamas away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brush teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Wash face and brush hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4997740097425134334?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4997740097425134334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4997740097425134334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-morning-list.html' title='Good Morning List'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlNgXVahw2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/huu_BhsBo5Q/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-2503769719998912902</id><published>2007-05-21T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:04.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>A Not-So-Heroic Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067048855013540674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlHGFlahw0I/AAAAAAAAACo/O7AaZ_9kcGg/s320/stay+in+bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Conquer yourself each day from the very first moment, getting up on the dot, at a set time, without granting a single minute to laziness. If with the help of God, you conquer yourself in the moment, you have accomplished a great deal for the rest of the day. It's so discouraging to find yourself beaten in the first skirmish."&lt;/em&gt; (Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Escriva&lt;/span&gt;, The Way, 191)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke this morning with dreaded thoughts of the day to come. So, what is sometimes referred to as the "heroic moment," the first opportunity we have as we awaken to turn our thoughts to God, offering our day to Him, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;heroically&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;, joyfully rising without hesitation, was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fumbled&lt;/span&gt; by me. I put the pillow over my head, made some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt; as to why I could stay in bed a little longer, and fed my discouragement. The truth is, I don't like Mondays, and this Monday was going to be a challenge. I went away this weekend with my three youngest and my older son, leaving my husband with the four others. Besides the normal things we have on Mondays...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CCD&lt;/span&gt;, soccer practice, music lessons and some school work to finish for the year; I also have to add tons of laundry, a messy checkbook, dinner to make, an important meeting for my husband tonight, preparation for my educational &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;consultant&lt;/span&gt; meeting tomorrow morning, and organizing my older boys into some neighborhood yard work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;, can't I just sleep a little longer? The house is quiet and I am T-I-R-E-D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all this is to say is that I failed my first test of the day. I was grumpy too. I write this not to encourage you to do likewise, but to remind you that we who write blogs to share all of the things we do right also get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;a'lot&lt;/span&gt; wrong. The next time I feel like shutting the world down and going back to bed, I need to remember to offer it up, get up, and be a hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-2503769719998912902?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2503769719998912902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2503769719998912902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-so-heroic-moment.html' title='A Not-So-Heroic Moment'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RlHGFlahw0I/AAAAAAAAACo/O7AaZ_9kcGg/s72-c/stay+in+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8467326022909021901</id><published>2007-05-16T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:04.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-life'/><title type='text'>Serious NFP Use and the Seriously Big Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rks5SlahwzI/AAAAAAAAACg/OKGAP0ue_Dk/s1600-h/mother+and+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065205197352059698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="180" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rks5SlahwzI/AAAAAAAAACg/OKGAP0ue_Dk/s200/mother+and+baby.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must admit that something in the wording of this &lt;a href="http://www.exceptionalmarriages.com/weblog/BlogDetail.asp?ID=36806"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; by Greg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Popcak&lt;/span&gt; bothered me. I think it is the last line about the "Catholic proof-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texters&lt;/span&gt;" who think they are "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;popier&lt;/span&gt; than the pope." This is in reference to those who have taken seriously the apparently faulty &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Humanae&lt;/span&gt; Vitae&lt;/em&gt; translation that states that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; (Natural Family Planning) can only by used be couples for "grave" reasons. The translation is faulty, according the author of the link Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Popcak&lt;/span&gt; presented. In case this is new to you, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Humanae&lt;/span&gt; Vitae&lt;/em&gt; is the Catholic Church document that articulated to the modern world the long time Catholic Church's teaching on life issues, in particular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;, contraception and abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;a href="http://www.ignatius.com/magazines/hprweb/bonilla.htm"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;, the author, Angela &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bonilla&lt;/span&gt;, basically argues, after extensive research and study, that the term "grave" should be downgraded to "serious," and she gives more emphasis to the idea of "responsible parenting." The basic teaching in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Humanae&lt;/span&gt; Vitae is that couples can legitimately use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;, and only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;, to space births for "grave" or "serious" reasons, depending on your translation/interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bonilla&lt;/span&gt; begins her paper in the &lt;em&gt;Homiletic and Pastoral Review&lt;/em&gt; with the following: &lt;em&gt;"A friend recently called with questions about childbirth, timidly confessing that she was pregnant with her fourth baby in six years while her youngest was eight months old. “It was unexpected,” she said quietly, “But I can’t tell my best friend that we were trying to avoid having another baby. She says the Church teaches that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; can only be used when having another child would cause some kind of disaster in the family.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first comment is to Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Popcak&lt;/span&gt;. I have never met parents of a large Catholic family, and I know a few, that feel their call to parenting a large family is solely in response to a theological argument, or makes them "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;popier&lt;/span&gt; than the pope." My experience is that families are just prayerfully living out their married vocations while embracing their fertility and attempting to be good stewards. Sure, many larger families refer to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Humanae&lt;/span&gt; Vitae passage about only using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; for "grave" or "serious" reasons, but the real motivation may be that couples just prayerfully feel led to remain open to life for much of their fertile years. And what's wrong with that? Raising a large family can bring an abundance of grace to a marriage, to the parents as individuals, to the children, and to the family as a whole. The challenges of large family living are not necessarily to be avoided simply because there are challenges. If a couple feels called to be open to life and God blesses them with children, then the challenges are to be embraced. I call it holiness boot camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Second, practically speaking, it doesn't seem to make much of a difference whether we refer to reasons for using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; as grave or serious. Referring to the correct term is not the starting point. Prayer is the starting point. If a couple is prayerfully considering using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; and feels led to, the Holy Spirit, through their conscience, will help determine for them what is legitimate, be the reason "grave" or "serious." I imagine the very people who are concerned about the licit use of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; are the faithful people who do use prayer as their starting point, whether they have two or twelve children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I am troubled by some who suggest that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; use is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; facto status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;quo&lt;/span&gt; of married life. Even the more liberal interpretation by Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Bonilla&lt;/span&gt; suggests that the use of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; for serious reasons is legitimate, suggesting that openness to life is the status &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;quo&lt;/span&gt; and that couples &lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt; use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;. Further, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; is not always so simple to use when spacing births while breastfeeding, and couples cannot be considered irresponsible when found expecting another one of God's little "surprises." It is a fact that some couples find themselves struggling to become pregnant at all, while others seem to conceive extremely easily. Fecundity does not equal irresponsibility or imprudence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, I think couples, and those who counsel them, must be very careful when discerning what it means to be responsible and prudent and generous regarding the rearing of children. Materially, socially, spiritually, and intellectually, what does it mean to be responsible? Again, this will be something only a couple can decide prayerfully together. It may be that a couple, because of their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;apostolate&lt;/span&gt;, are called to use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; for much of their marriage and will have only a small family or widely spaced children. However, we cannot look at the benchmark of the average American family and decide that we're just "not ready" for another baby yet. The truth is, the American culture encourages people to be selfish, materialistic, and way too attached to comforts. If anything, these "attachments" are where the laser beam should be focused, not on faithful families who happen to have many children and are learning to live a less comfortable existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, the illustration of what is assumed to be the outcome of poor judgement and a lack of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; use that begins Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Bonilla's&lt;/span&gt; argument is false. Most couples are timid about announcing an addition to their larger than average family as they are often faced with some degree of ridicule or prejudice, so no wonder the woman who came to her was "timid." Also, the lady in the illustration stated that her pregnancy was "unexpected" and they were "trying to avoid having another baby." This demonstrates the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; does not always work easily or the same while breastfeeding, as noted above (she has an 8 month old, so I'm assuming she was breastfeeding). Then, the fact that the lady did not want to tell her judgemental friend that she was using &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt;, obviously did not get in the way of the couple actually using it, so this negates the idea of there being some kind of peer pressure to have a big family as an actual influence. Most importantly, though, it doesn't make sense to argue against &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;another's&lt;/span&gt; incorrect interpretation of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Humanae&lt;/span&gt; Vitae by forming an argument against the original translation. Nowhere does the "flawed" Pauline translation suggest that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;NFP&lt;/span&gt; is only legitimately used "when having another child would cause some kind of disaster in the family." If this is the argument Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Bonilla&lt;/span&gt; is contesting, then show the flaws in the argument, but please don't illustrate with a family that God may be calling to add to their numbers, challenges and burdens and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8467326022909021901?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8467326022909021901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8467326022909021901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/serious-nfp-use-and-seriously-big.html' title='Serious NFP Use and the Seriously Big Family'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rks5SlahwzI/AAAAAAAAACg/OKGAP0ue_Dk/s72-c/mother+and+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3281619020670387690</id><published>2007-05-15T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:04.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Crock Pot French Toast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkpkU1ahwyI/AAAAAAAAACY/kxul0UCsVRc/s1600-h/crock+pot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064971040030049058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkpkU1ahwyI/AAAAAAAAACY/kxul0UCsVRc/s200/crock+pot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another great breakfast recipe that fulfills my morning meal requirements: easy, and the children can serve themselves. It's also filling and can be made with good-for-you whole grain bread. I have a recipe for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crock pot&lt;/span&gt; oatmeal that I posted before &lt;a href="http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/crock-pot-oatmeal.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grease, butter or use cooking spray on the inside of your standard sized crock pot.&lt;br /&gt;Break up a loaf of bread and put into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crock pot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Beat a dozen eggs with four cups of milk, 2 tsp vanilla, dash of salt, 2 tsp cinnamon and 1/4 cup of brown sugar.&lt;br /&gt;Pour mixture over the bread so that it covers completely, add more egg and milk if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Cook on LOW 8 to 10 hours and serve topped with butter and maple syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3281619020670387690?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3281619020670387690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3281619020670387690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/crock-pot-french-toast.html' title='Crock Pot French Toast'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkpkU1ahwyI/AAAAAAAAACY/kxul0UCsVRc/s72-c/crock+pot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-2185051097490107192</id><published>2007-05-14T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:05.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschooling'/><title type='text'>Summer Conferences</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkhoVLMRtQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/c4Pvd_9-njc/s1600-h/IHM-2007-header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064412493968946434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkhoVLMRtQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/c4Pvd_9-njc/s200/IHM-2007-header.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ihmconference.org/"&gt;Immaculate Heart of Mary Home School Conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064411978572870898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 24px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="25" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Rkhn3LMRtPI/AAAAAAAAACI/bKZcYA2c-ww/s200/nache+banner.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nache.org/"&gt;Catholic Family Expo Conference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you are looking for some Catholic family inspiration and encouragement in your homeschooling efforts, check out the conferences above. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IHM&lt;/span&gt; conference is specifically for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homeschoolers&lt;/span&gt;, but certainly other interested folks would be welcome, and it is FREE! The Catholic Family Expo has conferences in different regions and it is for Catholic families of all schooling persuasions. I have attended both conferences in the past and highly recommend them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-2185051097490107192?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2185051097490107192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2185051097490107192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/immaculate-heart-of-mary-home-school.html' title='Summer Conferences'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkhoVLMRtQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/c4Pvd_9-njc/s72-c/IHM-2007-header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6828333039736519468</id><published>2007-05-11T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:06.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Organizing'/><title type='text'>The Daily Chalkboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkTjRLMRtOI/AAAAAAAAACA/KWNv7CXQyx0/s1600-h/chalk+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063421765272843490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkTjRLMRtOI/AAAAAAAAACA/KWNv7CXQyx0/s200/chalk+board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A crucial part of organizing this busy family is my chalkboard, hung prominently in the kitchen. Each day calls family members to varying activities; we have choir, book club, dance, soccer (5 teams), piano, guitar, alter serving, Boy Scouts, volunteer work, babysitting, lawn mowing jobs, CCD and more! Each evening I write the next days activities on the board with their times. At the top of the chalkboard I write the date. I also may include any other special things about the day: a birthday or anniversary, or the Feast Day or Saint's Day. It is also fun to add some cute relevant pictures and write with colored chalk. After having done this for years, the children have internalized what happens when, and have learned to check the board for what to be prepared for the next day. Another bonus is that having the commitments of the day posted so obviously eliminates my having to nag and remind ( somewhat ; ) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6828333039736519468?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6828333039736519468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6828333039736519468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/daily-chalkboard.html' title='The Daily Chalkboard'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkTjRLMRtOI/AAAAAAAAACA/KWNv7CXQyx0/s72-c/chalk+board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-2458870073595437026</id><published>2007-05-08T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:06.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>To Be A Saint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkDPprMRtNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1nXVRZHviG4/s1600-h/heaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062274296040240338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkDPprMRtNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1nXVRZHviG4/s200/heaven.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a little daughter who is presenting herself as quite a challenge lately. I suspect she will continue to be a challenge as her basic mode of being is to challenge me! A friend who has taught &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school for thirty years described my daughter as the most independent child she has ever met! Needless to say, sometimes said child and I have "moments." I have developed a mantra that helps get through these trying times with her, and with any of my challenge presenting children. It goes, "&lt;em&gt;I want her to be a saint, I want her to be a saint, I want her to be a saint&lt;/em&gt;," said as many times in succession as necessary. First of all, this mantra is a good replacement for other, sometimes anger generated thoughts and words that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decidedly&lt;/span&gt; less "holy." It also allows me to see beyond the present moment. Repeating the phrase, &lt;em&gt;I want her to be a saint&lt;/em&gt;, allows me to clearly see my outstanding goal in all of the muck in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gospel of Matthew states, "For what will it profit a man, if he gains the whole world and forfeits his life?" What will it profit my daughter for me to stubbornly insist on winning our present battle, to angrily discipline, or to act impatiently? I may "win" the battle, but loose her heart. My goal is her heart, her soul, lead to Jesus, brought to sainthood, for eternal joy in heaven. I want her to be a saint; I want my every word and every touch to help lead my children to sainthood, not to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hindrance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;want to be a saint&lt;/em&gt;, I want to be as Christ to my children. God, help me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-2458870073595437026?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2458870073595437026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/2458870073595437026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-be-saint.html' title='To Be A Saint'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RkDPprMRtNI/AAAAAAAAAB4/1nXVRZHviG4/s72-c/heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8407256171634260487</id><published>2007-04-30T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:06.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Advantages of a Large Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjX4pbMRtMI/AAAAAAAAABw/0Ntn5M_sLPk/s1600-h/irish+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059223146978194626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjX4pbMRtMI/AAAAAAAAABw/0Ntn5M_sLPk/s320/irish+family.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When parents open their hearts to welcome the children God wishes to send them, they are often rewarded with many children. God lovingly answers their generous faith by entrusting new souls to their care, new lives to nurture and lead back to him. God smiles on open-hearted, adventurous parents and showers them with his never-failing help. He uses their busy, happy family life to strengthen each child in faith and virtue. Through the parents' sacrifices, he makes of each family a cadre of valiant, strong, self-confident men and women who will carry the Faith forward in history and influence those around them whose lives will intertwine with their own. If you have been blessed with many children, you should thank God for this great honor and be confident of his never-failing help. For your own peace of mind, too, you should pause now and then to think how your family life--frantic and challenging as it often is--works to strengthen the character and faith of your children, and thereby the Church of the next generation. A large family is inherently formative; it's an ongoing apprenticeship in right living and leadership. It works to turn out young people who surpass their contemporaries, succeed in life, and emerge as leaders. So then, consider how your family life benefits each your children. How are your children strengthened to be better men and women through the give-and-take of growing up with several brothers and sisters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most children today, they are genuinely needed at home. Through their chores and their handling of responsibilities around the house, they contribute to the family's welfare. That is, every day they practice putting their powers up against problems for the service of others. Consequently they grow in self-knowledge (their strengths and limitations) and realistic self-confidence. They grow to be more mature more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related to this, they understand the real meaning of responsibility, that is, if we don't do our duty, someone else will suffer. So their moral development--moving from "self" to "others"--takes root more deeply. They grow to be givers, not takers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by siblings' conversation and playful interaction, they enjoy constant intellectual stimulation. This strengthens and sharpens their judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're surrounded by laughter. By and large, even with its ups and downs, the home of a large family is a happy place, a place of healthy fun. Good cheer, it seems, is livelier, more heartfelt, when shared with a crowd. All their lives, children from a large family remember the fun they had together, the sheer delight of being alive surrounded by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even their normal squabbles and spats, when refereed by parents, teach them lessons of fairness, sharing, splitting differences, letting others off the hook, forgiving and forgetting. This fortifies their moral standards, their lifelong conscience. (Friction, though irksome and tedious at times, has its uses; it rounds off rough edges, forms a smooth, resilient surface.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since their parents take care of their needs but cannot satisfy their whims (through lack of money and time), children learn the difference between wants and needs. They learn to wait for what they want, or to work and earn it themselves. Thus they are spared the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;corruptive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; influence of instant gratification. They internalize the virtues of patience and honorable ambition. They grow to become self-reliant self-starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through interactions with their siblings, children more deeply understand gender differences. From their sisters, boys understand and appreciate femininity; from their brothers, girls understand and appreciate what's common among males. All the children are thus better prepared for marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the mysteries of a large family is the startling differences siblings display in temperaments and talents and interests. By dealing with these differences among their siblings, children learn to get along with anyone. Having to share a bedroom and bathroom and space at the table prepares the children superbly for marriage and for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older children play with the youngest ones, and thus form a bond of affection with them. Younger children receive love and learning from several older people, not just their parents. So older children are pulled out of their egos, and younger ones are surrounded by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each child journeys through life enjoying the support of his grown-up brothers and sisters. No matter what befalls them in life, your children will never be alone. Indeed, the finest gift parents can give their children, the gift lasting a lifetime, is their brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article by educational consultant, James B. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stenson&lt;/span&gt;, of the website &lt;a href="http://www.parentleadership.com/" target="top"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ParentLeadership&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8407256171634260487?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8407256171634260487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8407256171634260487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/advantages-of-large-family.html' title='Advantages of a Large Family'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjX4pbMRtMI/AAAAAAAAABw/0Ntn5M_sLPk/s72-c/irish+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-7776930879139843072</id><published>2007-04-26T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:06.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Men in Slings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjEZabMRtLI/AAAAAAAAABo/6YTelm1_wbQ/s1600-h/0226_jolie_pitt_daughters_i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057851798280320178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjEZabMRtLI/AAAAAAAAABo/6YTelm1_wbQ/s320/0226_jolie_pitt_daughters_i.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, I promise this will not become some sort of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brangelina&lt;/span&gt;" celebrity blog site. This one is actually for the benefit of my husband who 1. does exist, but complained that he had never been mentioned in my writing so was merely a "presumed presence" in my life! -- "&lt;em&gt;hi, honey!&lt;/em&gt;"; 2) to prove to my husband that I did see a tabloid picture (long grocery store line) of Brad Pitt carrying a baby in a sling. My dear husband, father of eight, would rather his arm turn blue and go numb than wear a sling. It's not like it's flowered or paisley either -- denim. Perhaps, I'll get him a black sling, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; is the fashion for men. Oh, and since we're on the topic of manly man cool movie star sling-wearing dads, here's another below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjEYsLMRtKI/AAAAAAAAABg/B4t749VBhPk/s1600-h/gavin_rossdale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057851003711370402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjEYsLMRtKI/AAAAAAAAABg/B4t749VBhPk/s200/gavin_rossdale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gavin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rossdale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;British rocker/sling wearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-7776930879139843072?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7776930879139843072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7776930879139843072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/men-in-slings.html' title='Men in Slings'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RjEZabMRtLI/AAAAAAAAABo/6YTelm1_wbQ/s72-c/0226_jolie_pitt_daughters_i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3983628148077464680</id><published>2007-04-26T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T16:37:05.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>The Thing vs. My Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;As soon as you truly abandon yourself in the Lord, you will know how to be content with whatever happens. You will not lose your peace if your undertakings do not turn out the way you hoped, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; if you have put everything into them, and used all the means necessary. For they will have turned out the way God wants them to.&lt;/em&gt; Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Escriva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;', &lt;em&gt;Furrow&lt;/em&gt;, 860&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read the above passage I knew it had been written for me. I need to write it out poster sized and hang it on my kitchen wall! I am a recovering control freak, and despite all my best laid plans, schedules and ideas, and despite the fact that I KNOW how each day should go, somehow.......... Well, I couldn't understand it! How come my carefully, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prayerfully&lt;/span&gt; planned days are filled with a) some kid being a crank and not cooperating (there's always someone!); b) some kind of crises; or c) some sort of happy, but necessary distraction? Why does this seem to happen, daily even? How am I going to get anything done? Especially when even the most mundane sorts of tasks cry for my attention!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taken me a while, but I am working on adjusting my expectations and my attitude. My schedule and my plans are one thing, a good and necessary part of my life, but it's not &lt;em&gt;the thing,&lt;/em&gt; it's only&lt;em&gt; my thing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The thing &lt;/em&gt;is what is in front of me right now. See, &lt;em&gt;my thing&lt;/em&gt; might be a plan to get my phone calls made during a certain time of the day or to get the baby down for a nap, but &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt; may be to change a really bad diaper or to comfort a neighbor who shows up at the door. &lt;em&gt;My thing&lt;/em&gt; may be to work on the laundry because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; needs attention, but &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt; may be to spend a little extra time with my six year old who's feeling a little picked on and left out. &lt;em&gt;My thing&lt;/em&gt; may be to get in a little time on the computer or make a phone call, but &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt; may be to give my husband some attention and conversation. I am working on it, working on embracing &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;the thing&lt;/em&gt; that God has given me to attend to at any given time, and choosing to do His work, my distraction, with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3983628148077464680?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3983628148077464680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3983628148077464680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/thing-vs-my-thing.html' title='The Thing vs. My Thing'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-7108837133075563342</id><published>2007-04-25T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:06.749-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Child Development</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ri_wgbMRtII/AAAAAAAAABQ/n4CxTRbGBRw/s1600-h/erickson+stages.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057525346406085762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="389" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ri_wgbMRtII/AAAAAAAAABQ/n4CxTRbGBRw/s400/erickson+stages.gif" width="456" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ri_wRLMRtHI/AAAAAAAAABI/biVnyvOLcp8/s1600-h/erickson+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057525084413080690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 79px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="160" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ri_wRLMRtHI/AAAAAAAAABI/biVnyvOLcp8/s200/erickson+pic.jpg" width="123" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the things I learned in college that I draw from occasionally, I discovered in a child psychology class. It is Erik Erikson's theory of development. Basically, the theory suggests that all humans, from infancy to old age, go through a sequence of psychological developmental phases that present as a "crisis" of some sort. These crises must be overcome in order to become a successful and stable person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I certainly do not buy into any psychological theory with full belief, but I think this one merits some consideration. I like to remember that my babies will develop trust in God and the goodness of life by learning to trust in me, and that I must mother them with this in mind. My little toddlers should not be shamed, but encouraged to do things independently as they seem driven to do (think of your average two year old!). My young children should be encouraged in their attempts to be helpful, not criticized for their ineptness. My older children should be given meaningful work that gives them confidence in their abilities, not allowed to pass their time with passivity. My growing teens should be lead to positive relationships and role models and given the meaning behind the beliefs we hold as a family. I don't have any young adults, yet, but this theory suggests that this is the period when intimate relationships are formed, so as parents we are responsible for helping lead them through this delicate and profound period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just a little food for thought......How are your children moving through these developmental phases?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-7108837133075563342?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7108837133075563342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7108837133075563342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/child-development.html' title='Child Development'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/Ri_wgbMRtII/AAAAAAAAABQ/n4CxTRbGBRw/s72-c/erickson+stages.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8666346178519299706</id><published>2007-04-23T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:26:40.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>The Work of God</title><content type='html'>My six year old asked me last night what I liked best about being a Mom. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, that gave me some pause. I told him that I liked it that my job was so important. He asked why, and I told him because part of my job was to help lead our family to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times when I am cleaning up the proverbial "spilled milk" AGAIN, it doesn't feel like my job has such supernatural consequences. However, Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Escriva&lt;/span&gt;' says that love &lt;em&gt;leads us to insert God into everything, which otherwise would be insipid without him. A pious person whose piety is not superficial strives to fulfil his duty: sincere devotion leads to work, to the willing fulfilment of the duties of each day - even when this is hard; there is an intimate union between this interior supernatural reality and the external manifestation of human activity.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we ask ourselves, what is the will of God for my life? If you have children the answer is simple. We do the work that God has placed before us each moment, each day&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Think about it, as we mothers feed and clean up the kitchen, lovingly planning healthy meals and with humility, scrubbing the pots and pans and sweeping up the floor; as we launder the same clothes over and over; as we comfort and care for fevers, skinned knees and bumped heads; as we confront little fibs and disobedience; as we teach the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;phonograms&lt;/span&gt; to our 5 year old and geometric theorems to our 13 year old; as we patiently forgive our children and husbands for perceived injuries and wrongs; as we teach our children to pray; we ARE doing the will of God. Even more, we are fulfilling our Christian mandate to perform the spiritual and corporal acts of mercy. This work before us will bring us and our children to holiness and to heaven, as long as we do these tasks mindful of the supernatural reality we believe in as Christians. We must see our work as our call to holiness, and remain open to allowing God to impose Himself upon each act and every word of our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8666346178519299706?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8666346178519299706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8666346178519299706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/work-of-god.html' title='The Work of God'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8798178972993485194</id><published>2007-04-23T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:07.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Earth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RizE_AeElVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/uMF8yE7dDko/s1600-h/world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056633068367156562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RizE_AeElVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/uMF8yE7dDko/s320/world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like taking opportunities to reevaluate my lifestyle and/or teach a lesson to my family. Earth day is perfect for this. It is good to ask ourselves how steeped in the materialistic and excessive American culture we are and whether God would call us to greater stewardship. I think as parents of larger families, too, it is important to demonstrate that we can raise our children thoughtfully, generously, but with moderation. Many of the large families I know do find ways to creatively stretch their resources, becoming good stewards of their families and environments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some relevant reading regarding Earth Day and big families see &lt;a href="http://www.catholicexchange.com/node/60157"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://starryskyranch.typepad.com/starry_sky_ranch/2007/04/earth_day_irony.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. For my own family, although we are still working on being more thrifty, we do try to keep our lifestyle and consumption balanced. Some choices we have made to lighten our impact on the earth are to live in a neighborhood, in town. That way the kids and I use our own two legs or bikes to get to where we need to go. We walk to soccer, ballet, church, the library, post office, coffee shop, haircuts, music lessons, etc. So although we have a 15 passenger van, we make limited use of it. My husband takes public transportation to his office in the city too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We try to "eat locally", as in we try to find food sources that support our local economy, are raised with minimal chemicals, and don't need fossil fuels to be transported across a continent, from the farm to our kitchen table. So, we enjoy our locally raised, organic chicken and beef, eggs, and milk (in glass bottles!), all delivered to our door too! We just joined a &lt;a href="http://www.nal.usda.gov/afsic/pubs/csa/csadef.shtml"&gt;CSA&lt;/a&gt; (Community Supported Agriculture), so we will have local, seasonal, fresh and organic produce brought to our home each week during the growing season. I walk to our local farm market on Saturday mornings, and have a tiny (but growing) garden in our backyard. I also started a co-op and order bulk, organic items that are delivered to my home once a month. Not only do these food choices reduce our impact on the earth, it also supports the local economy, helps our children to see where their food is coming from and the work involved in growing it, and it fosters the community, as neighbors cooperate to acquire these foods. It is a real blessing, and the fact is, it doesn't cost more than shopping at the local store (which I unfortunately still have to do at times). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for whatever it is worth, we recycle all of our paper, cardboard, glass and aluminum and make attempts to reduce our home energy consumption --- I am a broken record, "Did you turn the lights out?" "Turn that light off!" "Why are all these lights on?" Or, kid to mom, "I'm cold," said with pathetic shiver, and Mom to kid, "Put a sweater on, it IS winter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All this is to say that the above description is what our family has been able to do, there are many things that we can't do with what God has given us, or don't do at all because we're failed humans and spoiled Americans. However, we try to set new goals to be better stewards with each Earth Day. Your family may be called to do some of the same things we have done, or God may call you to other areas of stewardship. I think the key point mindfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out your family's environmental footprint &lt;a href="http://www.myfootprint.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and for some suggestions on how to minimize your ecological impact check out the site &lt;a href="http://www.newdream.org/index.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8798178972993485194?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8798178972993485194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8798178972993485194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/earth-day.html' title='Earth Day'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RizE_AeElVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/uMF8yE7dDko/s72-c/world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5264836607379381187</id><published>2007-04-21T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:07.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Kill Your Television</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RioZyweElUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_XnPCJBGZ_g/s1600-h/kill+television.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055881891471988034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" height="84" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RioZyweElUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_XnPCJBGZ_g/s320/kill+television.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Television Turn-off Week begins this Monday! It runs from April 23 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; 29. Check out &lt;a href="http://www.tvturnoff.org/"&gt;http://www.tvturnoff.org/&lt;/a&gt;. Honestly, this is a great website; take some time looking through it. I highly recommend a weekend meeting with your family to discuss shutting down the TVs for a week, make a plan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in my more radical days I drove a car with a bumper sticker that read, "Kill your television." Actually, if I had to put an anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; sticker on my car today it might read something like, "Television is Killing America." It would be difficult to make an argument that there is any source more influential than television on modern America. Television influences our eating habits by marketing the infamously unhealthy diet of most Americans. Television viewers, lulled into passivity, spend hours being unproductive. Further, according to abundant research, habitual viewing negatively impacts a person's basic outlook and sensibilities, predisposes one to violence and hyperactivity, lowers IQ, decreases reading ability, reduces imagination, inhibits play, limits critical thinking, diminishes self-image, negatively skews our perception of others, and lowers our values in general. Television harms our health, our minds, and our relationships. With all this in mind, do yourself a favor and turn off your TV for ONE WEEK, and then FOREVER. Why wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5264836607379381187?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5264836607379381187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5264836607379381187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/kill-your-television.html' title='Kill Your Television'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RioZyweElUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/_XnPCJBGZ_g/s72-c/kill+television.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-7318388606181016252</id><published>2007-04-16T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T09:35:28.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Pray Always</title><content type='html'>Does the Bible really say this? Pray ALWAYS? How is it that a busy mom of eight should always be praying? Let me say, that those times when I focus on being in a constant state of prayer my life just goes more smoothly, and I and my children are happier. Peace begins to reign in our hearts and our home. But how to do this? Perhaps we should broaden our idea of what prayer is. Of course, when we are going though the days changing diapers, teaching, handling sibling squabbles and serving lunch we cannot be quietly and piously on our knees, with eyes closed and hands folded. If we did, we would not be fulfilling God's will for our lives and vocations. Although, there is a time for quiet and solitary prayer, our prayer can be much greater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint John Chrysostom said that it is possible to "offer fervent prayer even while walking in public, shopping or cooking." We can do this by cultivating a spirit of being constantly open to God. This would cause us to be always be in a state of expectantly listening and searching for God, of linking our hearts and minds in communion with God. Sometimes our prayer focuses too much on us, what we want, what we need. No wonder our prayer runs out of steam! Instead, consciously offer every thought, word and action to God, taking every thought captive to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-7318388606181016252?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7318388606181016252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/7318388606181016252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/pray-always.html' title='Pray Always'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3029413211763268482</id><published>2007-04-16T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T15:38:02.036-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><title type='text'>Mealtime Manners</title><content type='html'>After some issues regarding manners lately, I have decided that we must more diligently attend to training in this area. I think that manners are important in all families, but the larger the family, the more apparent the rudeness can be! I am posting the following rules in our kitchen. Another idea is to laminate cute place mats with your manners list. Peace,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Manners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say please and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit straight up at the table, don’t wiggle all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak kindly to others at the table and only compliment the food that is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your napkin in your lap and keep your mouth clean with your napkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for everyone to be served before eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your elbows off the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask patiently for things to be passed, don’t reach across others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t eat with your fingers food that is meant to be eaten with a fork or spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew with your mouth closed and chew as quietly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to speak with food in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask to be excused before getting up from your seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3029413211763268482?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3029413211763268482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3029413211763268482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/mealtime-manners.html' title='Mealtime Manners'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-6967355141898303130</id><published>2007-04-14T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T15:38:55.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>What kind of lunches do you serve your family?</title><content type='html'>Interesting, creative, but these mothers in Japan probably have too much time on their hands. This is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; an idea for a larger than average family, for sure. Check it &lt;a href="http://search.japantimes.co.jp/cgi-bin/nn20070322a4.html"&gt;out&lt;/a&gt;. See more pictures &lt;a href="http://www.bibi.org/box/archives/2006/03/bento_windows_bento.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.foodmall.org/entry/lunchbox-art-the-art-of-packing-food-and-love-in-the-lunch-box/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-6967355141898303130?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6967355141898303130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/6967355141898303130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-kind-of-lunches-do-you-serve-your.html' title='What kind of lunches do you serve your family?'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5322086281970983526</id><published>2007-04-14T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:17:09.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Families for TLC's "Kids by the Dozen"</title><content type='html'>TLC's television series. "Kids by the Dozen" is seeking families with 12 or more children (at least 10 still living at home) to be featured in a new batch of shows. This new casting follows the success of three episodes profiling 12+ kid-families that aired earlier this year.  “Kids by the Dozen” is a rare and inspiring glimpse into how large families live, love, grow, and thrive. Most of all, the program documents the day-to-day “operations” (parenting) that goes into surprisingly organized and stable large families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEKING: Families with 12 or more children (twins or other multiples welcome) of any race, ethnicity, religion or creed.  At least 10 children must still live at home.  Families with colorful personalities and strong opinions, values, principles and traditions.  Parents with interesting and unusual stories of their relationship and parenting techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 STEPS TO BE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP #1 - PLEASE EMAIL THE FOLLOWING INFORMATION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Your family name (including each parent’s name), phone number &amp; occupation(s).&lt;br /&gt;2 - Number of children, your children’s names, ages, and sex.&lt;br /&gt;3 - The city or town your family currently lives in.&lt;br /&gt;4 - The city or town any older children live in.&lt;br /&gt;5 - A recent photo of your family together.&lt;br /&gt;6 - A brief summary of your family story and why your family makes a good candidate for the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP #2 – PLEASE MAIL OR EMAIL US:  Recent VIDEO of your family together (NO LONGER THAN 5 MINUTES). Mail as DVD or DV videotape. Email as .mov, .mpg, .wmv, .avi, or .mp4 file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL US AT: &lt;a href="mailto:kidsbythedozen2@yahoo.com"&gt;kidsbythedozen2@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIL YOUR VIDEO TO: Kids By The Dozen Casting, Powderhouse Productions, 212 Elm St., Somerville, MA 02144.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE NO PHONE CALLS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5322086281970983526?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5322086281970983526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5322086281970983526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/seeking-families-for-tlcs-kids-by-dozen.html' title='Seeking Families for TLC&apos;s &quot;Kids by the Dozen&quot;'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-5726862516919594614</id><published>2007-04-14T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:31:07.297-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Six Babies at Once!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RiE7i_OLmGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wwa8vvGySkE/s1600-h/six+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053385729158912098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RiE7i_OLmGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wwa8vvGySkE/s400/six+babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now this puts sleepless nights with a newborn in perspective! She breastfed them too. Guess it's time for me to quit complaining that my littles never let me get anything done. She had one older son too. This lady is my hero! Check her out &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/tows/slide/200704/20070410/slide_20070410_284_102.jhtml"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-5726862516919594614?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5726862516919594614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/5726862516919594614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/six-babies-at-once.html' title='Six Babies at Once!'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ocu6OtvCC-A/RiE7i_OLmGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wwa8vvGySkE/s72-c/six+babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3019790769749611219</id><published>2007-04-13T08:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T13:36:40.273-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>Whatever is Lovely</title><content type='html'>In the book of Philippians it says, &lt;em&gt;"Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is honorable, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy, think about such things." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite passages from the Holy Scripture and has very practical applications. Think about it, it is when I am not following this standard of thinking that I get in trouble! Unfortunately, I can recall on many occasions standing over a mountain of laundry or a filthy kitchen and feeling resentful. Instead of stopping there and confessing my bad attitude and redirecting my thoughts; regrettably, I have found myself deluged with thoughts of envy (for those with less laundry and fewer dishes), resentment towards my children (so ungrateful for all the work I do each day) or anger towards my husband (who is not in helping me do my job). All of these thoughts lead to feeling worse and acting less loving to the people I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I must consciously push aside the unlovely thoughts and focus on the truth of the many blessing I have, the noble qualities in my husband, the rightness of cultivating joy, the purity in my children, the lovely opportunities I have as I nurture our family life at home, the honorable vocation of motherhood, the excellent friendships our family enjoys, and the praiseworthiness of our Lord! God bless us as we turn our thoughts towards Him and dwell upon lovely things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3019790769749611219?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3019790769749611219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3019790769749611219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/whatever-is-lovely.html' title='Whatever is Lovely'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-4935416454739599301</id><published>2007-04-12T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:26:15.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Cute Tee-shirt</title><content type='html'>Some friends gave my husband a T-shirt that all of us with more than a few kids will appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before you even ask...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, they are all my children.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is up to God to decide if we are "finished" yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, this is not some kind of daycare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I am Catholic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, we do know where they come from.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on the back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what God thinks of our children...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...children are a reward from Him... Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them." Psalms 127:3-5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let the little children come to me...for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these." Luke 18:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-4935416454739599301?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4935416454739599301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/4935416454739599301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/cute-tee-shirt.html' title='Cute Tee-shirt'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-3840813684775291660</id><published>2007-04-11T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:27:24.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reading'/><title type='text'>Favorite Big Family Picture Books</title><content type='html'>Looking for some fun books about big families to share with your tribe? Check these out! If you have any of your own favorites, please share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Seven Silly Eaters&lt;/em&gt; by Mary Ann &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hoberman&lt;/span&gt; and Marla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Frazee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Biggest Bed in the World&lt;/em&gt; by Lindsay Camp and Jonathan Langley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rattlebang&lt;/span&gt; Picnic&lt;/em&gt; by Margaret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mahy&lt;/span&gt; and Steven Kellogg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Relatives Came&lt;/em&gt; by Cynthia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rylant&lt;/span&gt; and Stephen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gammell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Rayner series, including &lt;em&gt;Mrs. Pig's Bulk Buy, Mrs. Pig Gets Cross, &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; Garth Pig Steals the Show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-3840813684775291660?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3840813684775291660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/3840813684775291660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/favorite-big-family-picture-books.html' title='Favorite Big Family Picture Books'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-8155623919416177728</id><published>2007-04-11T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:01:42.030-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><title type='text'>God Bless You</title><content type='html'>There are so many rich traditions in the Catholic faith that may be incorporated to increase spirituality among family members. One of my favorites is the use of holy water. I have not always been Catholic and did not grow up with any knowledge of the sacramentals of the Church. I am so grateful for them, however, as sacramentals provide for simple avenues of prayer and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waters of baptism are powerful. If one believes baptism to be an act of obedience, then it only makes sense to meditate upon the meaning and importance of our own baptisms frequently. Baptism consecrates us to Christ and makes us part of the body of believers. Baptism also calls us to live as children of God, fulfilling his will and spreading light and truth. How easy it is to forget this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family acknowledges our own baptisms, our call to Christ, each day. On the wall beside our front door is a small holy water font. We have a very busy family life and there are many comings and goings all day long among various children. I have found it to be significant to take a moment before a child leaves the house, to dip my finger in the holy water, mark their foreheads with a cross, and say, "God bless you." Among all the other instructions and admonishments I give them upon their departures, this five second ritual has brought much beauty and blessing to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple gesture is a reminder in our busy lives that we have a purpose beyond whatever fun or work is at hand; we have a mission in Christ. We are children of God seeking his direction and protection as we move out in the world. As I bless each child, whether they are off to soccer practice, Boy Scouts, babysitting, or roller-blading, I have a small moment to pray over them and to look them in the eye and tell them I love them. When we learn to see the use of gestures and symbols as forms of prayer, how much richer our spirituality becomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8891128500601989081-8155623919416177728?l=mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8155623919416177728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8891128500601989081/posts/default/8155623919416177728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mothersofmanysaints.blogspot.com/2007/04/god-bless-you.html' title='God Bless You'/><author><name>Hope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13269709345497221514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8891128500601989081.post-358624607695583664</id><published>2007-04-10T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:04:04.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pro-life'/><title type='text'>Ten Great Reasons to Have Another Child</title><content type='html'>"Behold, sons are a gift from the Lord; the fruit of the womb is a reward." Psalm 127:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason One&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have another child to join with God in the creation of an immortal soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are given the incredible opportunity to assist God in the creation of an immortal soul. As the late Cardinal Mindszenty said, even the angels have not been given such a grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most important person on earth is a mother. She cannot claim the honor of having built Notre Dame Cathedral. She need not. She has built something more magnificent than any cathedral-a dwelling for an immortal soul, the tiny perfection of her baby's body...Even the angels have not been given such a grace! What is more glorious than this-to be a mother." Joseph Cardinal Mindszenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Two&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have another child to bring joy into your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no joy like the joy of welcoming another child into your life. You will marvel anew at how perfectly formed your little one is, and over how quickly you will fall head over heels in love with him. You will be enchanted with every tiny aspect of her appearance. The color of her hair, the shape of her nose, and the winsomeness of her smile will occasion endless happy debates about from which side of the family (yours, of course) she got that adorable trait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birth of a child will bind you to God more tightly than ever before, in awed gratitude. "She was the most miraculous thing that had ever happened in my life," Whittaker Chambers wrote about his new daughter in Witness. And in the lives of most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Three&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have another child to grown in holiness and virtue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who marry and have families, children are the primary means God uses to help them grow in holiness and virtue. Children teach their parents patience, perseverance, charity, and humility. They give their parents the opportunity to practice the corporal and spiritual works of mercy. They come into the world naked, and we clothe them, hungry and we feed them. Thirsty, and we give them drink. All of the things that we are required to do for the "least of these our brothers," we do first and foremost for our own children. St. Catherine of Siena once had a vision in which God took her to a roomful of crosses and told her to pick one. St. Catherine went to the largest, heaviest cross in the room and would have chosen it. But God told her that it was not for her: That was reserved for the parents of large families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mary gave birth to her first-born son and wrapped him in swaddling clothes." Luke 2:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Four&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have another child to help end abortion.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Mother Teresa of Calcutta was asked by a young mother about the best way to proceed with pro-life work, she responded emphatically, "Have a big family. That is the best way to end abortion!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How this works is not difficult to understand. As children become more rare due to contraception, sterilization and abortion, whole segments of society become less and less familiar with the sense of joy and hope that only babies and children can give. In this climate, contraception and abortion feed on themselves, as the increasingly selfish few further reduce their number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By having another child, you demonstrate once again to the world that children are God's greatest gifts. "Children build up the life of the family and society," as Pope John Paul II has said. "The child becomes a gift to its brothers and sisters, parents and entire family. Its entire life becomes a gift for the very people who were givers of life and who cannot help but feel its presence, its sharing in their life and its contribution to the common good and to the community of the family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more children there are in society, the more pro-life that society will become, and the easier it will be for the great evil of abortion to be eradicated once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Choose life, then, that you and your descendants may live."&lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 30:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Five A&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have another child so your sons will have brothers and your daughters will have sisters.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children who have siblings learn early to share. They learn to take turns and to put the needs of others before their own. The bond formed between brothers and sisters is lifelong, and stronger than the bond between the closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How good it is, how pleasant, where the brothers dwell as one!" Psalm 133:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Five B&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have another child so your sons will have sisters and your daughters will have brothers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys who have sisters learn the dignity of women. They learn to treat other girls and women with respect, as they consider how they would like their own sisters to be treated. Girls who have brothers learn the complementarity of men and women, both fashioned in the image and likeness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love begins by taking care of the closest ones-the ones at home."&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Six&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have another child so you (and your parents) won't be lonely in old age.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have children don't have to rely upon strangers to care for them in their old age. Children also become the parents of your grandchildren. Grandchildren bring joy, happiness, and laughter, while still allowing you to get a good night's sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grandchildren are the crown of old men, and the glory of children is their parentage." Proverbs 17:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Seven&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have another child because people are our greatest resource.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are blessed with the gifts of an intellect and free will. It is human ingenuity that discovers creative solutions to the problems which confront us. People without children should remember that it will be someone else's child who will become the doctor that performs their life-saving operations. Someone else's child will become the firefighter that saves their house. Someone else's child will become the railroad engineer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can there be too many children? That's like saying there are too many flowers." Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Eight&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have another child to contribute to the economy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families with children are fuel to the economy, purchasing houses and cars and college educations. Without young people to enter the workforce, social security systems fail. Without children to attend school, teachers are jobless. Many industries, from fast food restaurants to toy stores, obviously rely heavily upon business from and for children to stay in business. But ultimately the whole economy does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like a fruitful vine your wife within your home, Like olive plants your children around your table. Just so will they be blessed who fear the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 128:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Nine&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have another child to counter global depopulation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has traveled from coast to coast in the United States and seen the vast empty spaces should know that America is not overpopulated. In fact, the entire population of the world could live in the state of Texas, in single-family dwellings with front and back yards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fertility rates are falling everywhere. The world's population will never again double. If current trends continue, world population will peak by the middle of this century and then begin demographic freefall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our long-term problem is not too many children, but too few children. Having another child will help offset the coming population implosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be fruitful and multiply; fill the earth." Genesis 1:28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason Ten&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have another child to help populate heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child that you and your spouse have been generous in accepting from God was created to return to Him, after a life of love, service, and obedience on earth, to spend eternity with God in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lord Himself said that there was plenty of room for those immortal souls. There is no overpopulation problem in Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are many mansions in my Father's house." John 14:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Steve Mosher, president of Population Research Institute (c) 2001 Population Research Institute. Permission to reprint granted. Redistribute widely. 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