Thursday, June 26, 2014
Friday, April 25, 2014
Hello all Easter week is coming to an end and I think I wantto sharesomeof the quirks and adevtures of the past week starting from Holy Thursday.
Last week Thursday, as we do every year we hax a stare meal. I was particularly excited this year because I am beginning Abby's prep for firsst communion. I was explaning to her that weare recreating the feast Jesus had before he died. When he gave us his body to eat, in the form of bread and wine. Hopefully she is beginning to grasp the concept. But mostly I want my kids to associate specific rituals with specific days so that can begin to recognize the importance of these days and why we do the things we do.
Good Friday a great tradition of buying feasting food. We travel to Gene's suasage shop. Affectionately referred to as the cow store, because of the Giant cow on sign. My mom buys smoked sausage, fresh sausage, kabanosy, horseradish with beets, polish rye bread, morski cheese and muenster cheese, sauerkraut salad, beet salad, cross bread, butter lambs, sugar lambs and beer. Every year on this fasting day for 29 years I have gone here. I brought John with. As we drove to the city and back home again I reminded John of footsteps of Christ. Now He's standing before Pilate. Now He's being scourged now at 12 o'clock He's being nailed to the cross. It's 3 o'clock Christ has died.
I woke in the stillness of Holy Saturday. I gathered my troop of children. We ventured over to the church with easter baskets full of feasting food to be blessed. After the blessing we traveled home. As I began preparing my contribution to the feast, a cheese pascha, I realized I had no almonds. I got the troop back into the car and we were off to the store. Finally completing Holy Saturday with egg dying, I fell into bed awaitng the sun.
Easter greeted us with a shining sun and gorgeous weather. We found our easter baskets, attended a beautiful mass, and head over the feast. We drank champagne, ate sausage and babka and cheese pascha.Christ is risen! I have been drinking coffee with whipped cream in it every day because, He is risen! I have only a little pascha left and hardly any candy. Easter week might soon be over but at least easter season lasts for forty days.
Monday, February 3, 2014
- Yellow fold with born at home birth certificates for foot prints
- ink pad
- Emergncy phone numbers
- birth pool
- pool thermoniter
- faucet adapter for hose
- 6 towels for drying mother getting in and out of tub
- 6 towles for baby
- 6 washcloths (cold compresss and misc)
- 2 plastic drop cloths for under the pool and to cover it
- thick drop cloth to use as a liner for pool
- unbreakable bowl
- olive oil
- witch hazel
- cord band
- Button front shirt for skin to skin bonding
- 2 peri bottles (one for upstairs, one for down)
- Bulb Syringe (for aspiration if necessary)
- Plastic backed sheet to cover couch with for after delivery
- 2 lg garbage bags
- 2 tall size garbage
- post op sponges
- chucks pads
- ice packs
- electrolyte drink, coconut water
- food and coffee for birth attendants
- ginger brew
- peppermint EO for Nausea
- Clary sage EO for pain management
- golden seal for cord care
- magnesium oil for after pains
- peroxide (for clean up)
- Neroli EO for anxiety
- paper towels
- small comb (acupressure pain management)
- after birth soaks: Tub tea, Epsom salt, Lavender and Jasmine EO
Sunday, January 26, 2014
My sister Katii passed away last year battling lymphoma. I just want to reflect a
Iittle on her today. I started this on her birthday January 23, but I finished today.
I asked her help with making lunch on her birthday. I believe she inspired me. I believe in the communion of saints, and that Katii and I can talk and help each other even though we are separated by earthly death. The meal was a success.
Katii was a fantastic cook, she was a model mother, and had an eye for beauty. I wanted to be like her when I was little, and when I grew up, I wanted her good habits and skills. I think about her frequently. Often memories of ways she helped me. She was a big sister, a model big sister. She took care of me when I was a baby and has helped me all the way even into adulthood.
I always felt special sharing my birth month with her. She was the oldest girl and I the youngest. Our birthdays were in January. I got to share it with her. This was just one of the many things I felt I had in common with Katii. I thought we were so alike. We had the same long golden hair (hers was longer), the same teeth, the same height, same love of shoes (she probably loved them more). I just always, even when I was very young, thought of myself as a little Katii. When I was little, In my mind, my three sisters paired off, Tessa and Lena, Katii and me.
I really miss her. I feel like I missed so many opportunities to be with her and learn from her. I don't even have a recent picture of us. The only one I found was from my wedding, nine years ago.
Happy Birthday, Katii! Pray for me! Pray that by God's grace one day we will be happy together again.