About this time last year I found out I was pregnant with our fourth child.
Since I was at the tail end of treatment for depression, my doctor let me instantly wean off my meds. Morning sickness plus the awful disorienting feeling I experienced from quitting antidepressants was a rough combination.
But it was welcome suffering compared to the pain of waiting for a child that would not come. Continue reading “It Still Hurts – A Story of Temporary Secondary Infertility”
#MyMassTakeaway for the 7th Sunday of Easter.
Find the Mass Readings here: 7th Sunday of Easter, May 13, 2018 Continue reading “The Transformative Power of a Name”
A meditation on the Joyful Mysteries of the Holy Rosary for a family who will be moving soon.
We’re counting down the days until the big move.
Everyone has something to be excited for: a new job, a new house, a lovely yard, and a welcoming neighborhood. We have an ice cream store and a beach right down the road. Five plus parishes to choose from.
But the upheaval in our life is undeniable. We’re all feeling the stress of moving away from family and friends. The house is a mess. And our emotions can be even messier. Continue reading “Family Move? How to Pray the Joyful Mysteries”
The irresistible call of a baby belly: a miracle you can touch.
“I don’t know what it is…” admitted my lab tech (a young, not-so-bad-looking guy), “but some part of me just needs to connect with that part of you.”
Please, try to be more awkward as you stand there with your hand on my belly and a needle shoved in my arm…
“Do you get that a lot?”
Um yeah, usually from the old ladies at the grocery store. They hardly ever ask first. They just stretch out their old wrinkled hands and go for it.
What is it about pregnant ladies and their giant bellies? How is my stomach all of a sudden an acceptable place to put your hands? Continue reading “Why Does Everyone Want to Touch Pregnant Ladies?”
Life is sacred in its creation.
It’s sacred from the moment it springs into existence. The very moment a human sperm fertilizes a human egg, and God blesses it with the gift of a soul.
Life is sacred in its vulnerability. It’s sacred while at the mercy of its mother for 9 months in the womb. It’s sacred in the helplessness of old age. And in the beautiful needs of illness and disability.
Life is sacred when it needs protection.
The least of these stir up our love and compassion. They exude unspoken pleas for protection. We fight for their rights.
But our fight doesn’t end there.
Life is also sacred in its living. Continue reading “Life is Sacred in its Living”
This post is not intended to diagnose or treat depression or any other mental or emotional health conditions. I simply wish to share my experience with life-changing strategies I first learned through counseling.
“You guys better clean up before I lose it!”
It’s hard to be around our kids all the time. Their needs and messes and noise are constantly weighing on us. It can be easy to lose ourselves to the demands of motherhood. To let stress take over. To be the yelling, tantruming mom we swore we’d never be.
But it doesn’t have to be this way. Continue reading ““Before I Lose It” – A Mom’s Guide to Sanity”
Lessons from Mary: how I reconciled with “A mother is the heart of the home.”
My birthday was coming up and I had big plans.
I was going to do all the things I wanted to do for me. It was going to be a whole day of me-ness. I planned to take off first thing in the morning, meet a friend for breakfast, do some shopping by myself, have a nice lunch in a coffee shop, maybe even do some writing, and come home to a quiet dinner with my husband.
I had been feeling overwhelmed with meeting everybody else’s needs, and I was sick of it. For once I wanted to just do what I want. To not have to answer to anyone else. I was becoming more and more short-tempered. Less engaged in effective discipline. More shouty than problem-solvey.
So I was going to escape. For an entire day. Happy birthday to me. Continue reading “Inspired to be the Heart of the Home”
It’s time for a special announcement…
Countdown to Baby
I’m so excited to share with you that Baby Estabrooks #4 is on its way! Our due date is March 22, 2018. Let the countdown begin. Continue reading “Time for an announcement!”
My husband Chad and I share our story as an NFP teaching couple.
Chad and I met in college. Just a couple of nerds studying math together.
We began dating in September 2007. Around Christmas time that year, Chad took me aside and told me he’d decided to join the Catholic Church.
I was so excited! This was a huge moment for me. Continue reading “NFP: Our Story”
Have you ever heard of the shower prayer? I pray it every day. It goes something like this:
Lord, wash my feet that they may follow Your path. Wash my hands that they may do Your work in this world. Cleanse my head of all distractions and fill it with thoughts of You –
I wish I prayed like that in the shower every morning. I probably should. But my shower prayer (and I don’t pray it every day, only every-day-I-shower) goes more like this… Continue reading “A shower prayer (just for fun)”