The one constant in life is change. Margaret Kim Peterson addressed the differences and challenges in large and small households. I think her observation about small households actually encompasses most larger ones as well:
What’s up around here
Lots is the answer which is why I haven't been over here much. It may not actually be as much as it feels like but coupled with nighttime parenting and nursing it is enough to keep my hands too full to do much blogging. Instead I will share a visual tour of the past few weeks.
Tradition of Omission
Once again the advent wreath was missing this first Sunday of advent. It is an annual tradition of sorts. The advent wreath always ends up packed with the Christmas things which we fully intend to unpack in the days after Thanksgiving. Those days inevitably end up being filled with other activities. The candles don't generally survive the summer so sometime the first week in advent we remind ourselves to replace them. (we did!) We are usually reminded of the need to do this when we read the lovely advent articles and realize that we really should have begun preparing our prayers and practices sometime LAST month.
Tuscan Christmas
I have been in a bit of a sleepy haze here, looking at pretty pictures and waiting for a certain baby to get as sleepy as her mama. I stumbled on this decorator's blog and one of her bathrooms looked so similar to mine I had to look around more. She has a Christmas tour here for holiday inspiration.
Are you kidding me??
That was all I could say when Asher updated me on the news this afternoon. Left to myself I can miss what many people consider 'major' news for days or weeks at a time. My computer is not set to a news feed and my tv moves between HGTV, PBS, and TLC on the days I even get over to it. I figure since pretty much everyone else on the planet is tuned in, sooner or later word will get back to me.
Labor as life skill
This is not a new concept for me but rather one that is reinforced with each birth. This birth has been no different. I have mulled over and over how each contraction went and what ran through my head each time. (I preface this by saying that while natural childbirth has taught me many life lessons, I am certain God has other ways of imparting these to those who have not had this experience.) For me, however, natural childbirth has become something of a metaphor for motherhood and life in general.
"I used to think that life was hills and valleys – you go through a dark time, then you go to the mountaintop, back and forth. I don't believe that anymore.
Rather than life being hills and valleys, I believe that it's kind of like two rails on a railroad track, and at all times you have something good and something bad in your life.
No matter how good things are in your life, there is always something bad that needs to be worked on.
And no matter how bad things are in your life, there is always something good you can thank God for.
You can focus on your purposes, or you can focus on your problems.
If you focus on your problems, you're going into self-centeredness, "which is my problem, my issues, my pain."
But one of the easiest ways to get rid of pain is to get your focus off yourself and onto God and others.
We discovered quickly that in spite of the prayers of hundreds of thousands of people, God was not going to heal my wife or make it easy for her.
It has been very difficult for her, and yet God has strengthened her character, given her a ministry of helping other people, given her a testimony, drawn her closer to Him and to people.
You have to learn to deal with both the good and the bad of life… In
Happy moments, PRAISE GOD.
Difficult moments, SEEK GOD.
Quiet moments, WORSHIP GOD.
Painful moments, TRUST GOD.
Every moment, THANK GOD"
God may not make it easy for us either, but He never fails to make things worthwhile.
Frosty morning
Waste not, want not: children’s clothing tutorials
One of the most intriguing things I found in recent weeks were tutorials for making children's clothes out of repurposed sweaters and tees etc. Soule Mama got me thinking with her baby hats. Then came the woolies. But I was really hooked with the cotton knit pants. Basically those were made by tracing a leg pattern from any elastic waist pants that currently fit your child. I made oodles of those when the older guys were little. EASY peasy. Now I am thinking of making a narrow legged version for Tess to wear as leggings. Little girls can be so hard on tights. We rarely get more than a couple wears out of them. I am all about free.
Her Father’s Joy
This week has been all about Abbie Rose, rest, and catching up with my husband. It has passed all too quickly and I have only been here to the screen to edit pictures. Otherwise my gaze has been fixed on a tiny girl surrounded by a host of brothers and sisters who can't get enough of her. I have not been able to think of anything to say that does justice to the moment so I just take more pictures. They are supposed to be worth thousands of words anyway.


























