Thursday, October 16, 2014

A Balancing Act

As a homeschooling mom, I'm torn between two worlds. That of a teacher to my children and the other of a wife/mom to my family. 
On the days when all the homeschooling gets done and all the subjects are ticked off, my laundry is piled up to the ceiling and the dishwasher still needs to be emptied. 
On the flip side, on days like today when the laundry is caught up...the grocery shopping is done, supper is prepped and my house is somewhat clean, no schoolwork was done at all. 
There's so much on my to-do list, that it is often overwhelming and I just feel like climbing back in bed. 
But trudge forward I must. 
I need to keep trying to find the balance, as I'm sure many parents do, not just homeschoolers.
Are we trying to juggle too much, where inevitably one (or more) ball(s) will fall?
Will my children at the end of the day, really care that our kitchen floor was mopped or will it matter more that mommy didn't come see the puzzle they put together because she was too busy cleaning out the bathtub?
Such a balancing act. 
Hopefully tomorrow, I'll get a little bit of this and a little bit of that taken care of and by the time bedtime rolls around, I will have felt like my day was productive somewhat. 

Sunday, October 12, 2014


Well I did it! I had THE talk. You know the birds and the bees??? Ya well...I've been putting it off for quite sometime. I didn't know if my son was ready...or shall I say if I was ready.
The night just offered up a time when he and I were alone. Everyone else in bed. 
The actual talk was full of giggles and coy  eyes. He was flabbergasted by what I had to say. He absolutely had no clue how babies were made. I love his innocence. 
Some may think that I waited too long...for me, it was just the right time. He's 11 yrs old and full of wonder. He deserved the truth about God's perfectly designed plan for us to procreate. How we fit together so miraculously...a man and a woman. It truly is a beautiful thing. I sometimes think we tend to forget this. Society and media paints such an ugly and vulgar picture about sex. 
It wasn't designed for that purpose. It was made for us to enjoy and create within a loving relationship between a man and a women. I think we need to stress that to our children.  
I assured my sweet boy that his daddy and I are always here to discuss anything he has questions about. There's nothing he has to be embarrassed or ashamed to talk to us about. 
For now, I think he's still digesting this new discovery. In due time, there will be more questions I'm sure.
This is the book I read to him regarding this subject:

I'd love to hear all of your experiences with THE TALK!

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

A Season...dedicated to a dear friend

Like a leaf crinkling in my palm
So is life slowly but surely
Death breathes a finality 
Yet life soon after breathes fresh anew
Browns and reds and yellows 
Scattered amongst the green
Soon barrenness and chill will 
Surround the once plush growth 
Life and death together 
Trying to compete 
Yet one always wins 
in their own season
Saying good-bye and hello
In the most vulnerable moments 
Of time and space
God's divine seasons of life
Are but destined to us all
Enjoy, breathe,

Monday, October 6, 2014


My husband's cousins are here visiting from Italy for a month. It's such a blessing having them here. 
My husband has really no family here besides his mother. His father and sister passed away many years ago and having his first cousin from his father's side here is very special. 
There's something about blood relations that just binds us whether we like it to or not.  
A sense of belonging. 
Having them here is so much fun. We get to experience our great city through the eyes of a tourist. 
The kids are also having a fabulous time learning Italian and German (the language they most often speak in the north of Italy). 
They've made gnocchi together, knitted a scarf and made memories to last forever. 
I will certainly be sad to see them go. 
We have enjoyed their company so very much. 
We love you Claudio & Maria!
Tanti Baci!

Wednesday, September 24, 2014


I've always said I wanted four kids. Even in elementary school I told people I wanted two boys and two girls. My grad write-up in my yearbook even says so. 

As each child joined our family my husband became more and more content with the number three. We have two boys and one girl. 


Except in my heart it sometimes feels unfinished.  


Then there are days when my heart is so full and I feel so at peace.  

Very conflicted. 

I started my family fairly early and by the time I turned 30 I had had my third. 
My doctor even advised us to be "done". I had three previous c-sections and he feared my scar tissue was thinning out my uterus too much.

So as I inch closer to 40, I sense this overwhelming feeling of panic well up inside me. Should I just go for it and throw caution to the wind? Let's just have another. 


It's not right. It has to be a joint decision. Both feet in. 

It's really hard sometimes seeing other moms become pregnant with their fourth, fifth, sixth even seventh and being joyful for them and ok with myself. 

For now I need to accept and rejoice!
Some people don't even get to experience the love of one child. I have been privileged to bear three beautiful, healthy children. Praise God. 

I am so very happy with this family I have. They are so perfect in every way. 
God has blessed me threefold.

For this I am grateful. 

My little family is oh so treasured. 

Wednesday, September 17, 2014


What's a homeschooling mom to do when two out of her three kids are being most uncooperative?

Complaining...running away from the table...rolling eyes etc... Get the picture?
It's only the second week of "school" and already the novelty has worn off! This is going to be a loooooong year.

There are some days when we get all our work done before noon and the day runs smoothly. Then there are days like today when work is half completed, and I choose peace over yelling and screaming at a 6 year old to finish his Explode the Code.

This is life. Imperfect but real. Flawed yet beautiful. Hard but priceless.

It's almost 1pm and we are only 3/4 of the way done. Shall I leave it for tomorrow or perservere through?? I haven't quite decided. 

I'll sit down, do some mental prayer and will probably ask Our Lady for guidance and strength. 

It's days like these I fall to my knees with humility. I am flawed and in need of His mercy. This I know. 

Does anyone else have days like this?

          Backwards P and unfinished. 

Friday, September 5, 2014

Happy 8th Birthday my girl!

Dear baby girl,

Today you turn eight.  How exciting for you! 
You are such a good girl.  You are kind to others, full of love and just so darn sweet.
I thank God everyday for a special little girl like you.  I don't know what I've done to deserve you. 
Some of the things you are into are:
Rainbow Looms
Saints (in particular St. Therese)
watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
your Miney (blanket)
playing Polly Pockets
playing with the girls across the street

Today we will prep for your "Frozen" birthday party tomorrow and go out for pizza tonight.
Happy Birthday my little girl!
Mommy loves you more than you'll ever know.