Posted by Abby at 7:08 AM
This third trimester has been by far the best! It is odd because normally that is the most uncomfortable stage for many women. Don't get me wrong, I am uncomfortable but I feel like I have more energy most days which I believe is due to my nighttime bladder control. Most nights I wake up only once or twice! Compare that to my first and second trimesters where I was waking up 4 or more times to use the restroom. The weather is also becoming warmer and signs of spring are starting to show in the little green sprouts of grass and tiny buds on the trees. Spring is my favorite season, especially because I love Easter. Easter and Christmas are the holidays that I look forward to. I am really hoping this little lady will wait to be born until after Easter. Who wants to hunt for Easter eggs with stitches! Been there, done that (with my second son). It was a slow going Easter that year for me. :)
I have been having Braxton Hicks contractions daily and some really tight ones too so I am thinking she will come early but we will see!
Yesterday the boys and I along with my sister-in-law and her two boys visited the zoo. It was so much fun. Shout out to my sister-in-law (if you are reading this) we love you! The zoo makes me think God had a giant coloring book when the earth was created. It is amazing to see all the beautiful and unique animals. They are all so different! I saw a duck that was a brown color on the chest surrounded by a black outline and the rest of the duck was black and white. God is an artist and I am so thankful that I am able to see and enjoy the beauty.
Enough about me, how are you?
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Posted by Abby at 8:22 PM
Whats a girl to do with a bushel of apples and a flat of strawberries?
Use some to make strawberry applesauce of course!
Making your own applesauce is so easy. Chop it all up, throw it in the crockpot, stir, blend and magically you will have healthy and homemade applesauce!
Check out those beauties. For this recipe I used 15 large apples (mine were pink ladies).
Wash and peel.
Remove any unwanted bruises.
Cut and dice apple and repeat.
Throw the diced apples into a large crockpot.
If you are pregnant like me, all that hard work will make you hungry.
So go treat yourself to a tasty cheese stick. Good job momma.
Now for the strawberries. I used 3 very full pints.
Wash, remove tops and slice in half (or leave whole, up to you).
Throw the strawberries into the crockpot and give the mixture a good stir.
Turn the crockpot to low. Cover with lid and walk away.
Giving a good stir every couple of hours.
This is the applesauce after it had been on low for 6 hours.
Very carefully spoon mixture into your blender (be careful not to burn yourself and make sure your blender can handle the heat of the mixture).
Puree until mixture is smooth. Allow it to cool for a bit and taste test to see if you would like to add any sugar or cinnamon (start with 1/4 cup). I did not add sugar to my recipe but it is up to your personal preferance.
Once cooled. Transfer to a bowl and refrigerate or serve to tiny tummies nearby.
Yields: 10 cups
15 large apples
3 pints strawberries
Wash and peel apples. Remove any unwanted bruises and dice apples into bite size pieces. Place apples into the crockpot. Wash strawberries and remove tops. Slice in half. Place into crockpot and stir mixture to combine. Turn crockpot to low and cover with lid for six hours. After six hours the strawberries and apples should be combined into a mushy mixture. Transfer the mixture to a heat proof blender carefully and puree until smooth. Allow mixture to cool, taste test to see if you would like to add sugar (start off with 1/4 cup) or cinnamon (start off with 1/2 tsp). Place into container of your choice. Refrigerate or serve immediately.
Posted by Abby at 8:24 PM
For todays 'Faith Friday' I want to share with you my favorite place to pray.
First let me ask you a question, do you or have you ever felt God? Or do you just pray memorized words and hope that someone is listening because you do not feel him. Growing up I feel like that would describe my prayer life. I would pray because that is what I was supposed to do, what the church and my parents told me to do. Little did I know that prayer is a conversation. It is two sided and it is the building blocks for a deeper relationship with Christ. What I was missing growing up was the desire to know him and a lack of openness in my heart. Sadly, my heart was full of materials possessions, boys, and worst of all myself. When I finally started to empty myself of those things is when I made room for Christ to enter. He desires to have a relationship with you and I and He desires to speak into our hearts and bring us true peace and fulfillment.
Back to my favorite place to pray...
I feel God the most when I am outside. Last fall I fell into a habit where I would wake up an hour before the kids and take my rosary outside to sit on the patio and pray. I felt God everywhere. In the wind blowing through the trees, in the birds flying slowly across the blue sky, in the sounds that surrounded me like the leaves rustling and the birds chirping, even feeling the warmth of the sun on my face brought me peace and let me know He was near.
Lets face it, God can be anything! For me, I feel God's overwhelming love when I am surrounded by nature with all the beauty He has created for you and I to enjoy. Nature proves to me that God loves us. He paints us beautiful pictures in the sky, He has made so many interesting and colorful animals to brighten our day, the list goes on and on. His love for us is in everything He has touched.
I also like to think of this passage when I am outside meditating:
"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?" Matthew 6:26
Do you have a favorite place to pray?
Posted by Abby at 2:22 PM
|Our dog last summer (she has grown so much since then!)|
We are looking forward to our dog having puppies of her own soon.
|My son holding a new 'friend'|
My boys love catching toads! Last summer my son caught the biggest toad I have ever seen. It looked like it weighed five pounds! I love watching the boys run around barefoot catching toads, snakes, snails, ladybugs, etc.
|My son enjoying tree ripened peaches|
The boys and I have so many good memories of picking fruit from local farms in the summertime. I cannot wait to eat seasonal summer fruit like strawberries, peaches, blackberries, etc.
After our little girl makes her debut, I am going to have some sushi. Lots and lots of sushi!
Another item on my wish list after the baby is born. Wine. Cupcake wine to be exact!
I am excited to start a new garden and enjoy fresh produce. We are planning on strawberries, green beans, zucchini, okra, cucumbers, watermelon, asparagus and much more (we have more garden boxes in another area)!
Enough about me, what are you looking forward to this summer?
Posted by Abby at 5:41 AM
I would tell you about our little man's (my 2 year old) accident this week. I was vacuuming the playroom and turned around just in time to see him playing on the couch. He stood up, tripped on his feet or pants and fell forward hitting the coffee table with his mouth. We have a metal coffee table by the way. As soon as he hit the floor, I rushed over and picked him up only to see blood spilling all over his face. I knew it was bad as soon as I saw how much blood was pouring out of his mouth. I ran to the kitchen with him in my arms to grab a washcloth. I wiped his mouth to find the source of the blood. Oh it was awful. It looked like a chunk of his bottom lip was missing. I called my husband and as soon as he answered, he knew (it could have been the screaming child in the background that gave it away). I held my little man and put pressure on his lip while we waited for daddy to arrive.
We took little man to urgent care where he receive three stitches in his bottom lip. It was awful. My husband stood by the doctors table comforting him while I sat helplessly in the chair watching the doctor numb and stitch up his lip. I won't go into the details of watching your 2 year old get stitched but did I tell you it was awful? Oh I did. Well, it was awful! Little man was so tough though! The nurses kept commenting on how great he did. He has always been our little tough guy. In the car on the way to urgent care his mouth had stopped bleeding and he kept telling me with a smile, 'it better, it all better!" I know the blessed Mother was praying for little man because I kept asking her to take away his pain. Many family members were praying for him while we were in route to urgent care and I know it made a difference. I know Jesus was in the room comforting him while he was in pain.
Thank you Lord for keeping my children safe and healthy! I am so thankful for my children's health. I cannot imagine what parents with chronically ill children have to experience everyday. Watching their children be in pain/undergoing procedures while they feel so helpless. My heart and prayers go out to those families.
Little man is on the way to recovering. The doctors will remove his stitches in a week and by then his mouth/lip should be healed up. It is amazing how fast children heal and recover. Even with three stitches in his lip, little man very rarely complains about it.
I know my boys love each other even though most of the time they are arguing or fighting. I really saw their love for each other after the accident happened. My 5 year old kept running to me with things that little man could hold to try and make him feel better. My 5 year old said to me numerous times, "I wish I would have gotten hurt so that he wouldn't have to be in pain". How sweet is that! When we arrived at grandmas house to pick up my five year old, little man was grumpy and tired but as soon as he saw big brother he was a new boy laughing and playing. They really are best friends even though most times they appear as enemies.
On a side note, I have felt really good so far this week. I had a doctor appointment yesterday and told her about my feelings of depression which I have had from the beginning. She said depression is common and about 1 in 6 women experience it. She offered an antidepressant and could tell I was not interested so being the sweet doctor she is, offered an alternative. She explained that winter is especially hard because it is often dark in our houses and we stay indoors. So I should try to get as much sunlight as possible, wether I go outside on a nice day or sit by the window with the sunshine on me. She suggested sun therapy and talking with others to help.
The baby is doing great, I feel her moving constantly. I feel her little kicks as I write this blog.
Speaking of the baby, I am an the hunt for her crib bedding. It is so hard to choose! They are all either very expensive or not my style. I would like something with purple in it so that has really helped to narrow down my search. After I get her bedding I can start painting and setting up her room!
Enough about me, how are you?
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Posted by Abby at 4:10 AM
For todays 'Faith Friday' I want to share with you an inspiring story of a man in my community. I have yet to meet this man but was fortunate enough to read about him in our local Catholic Advance (a monthly newspaper). His name is Bob and he is touching the hearts of so many who are in desperate need. He is making a difference in the lives of the homeless.
Reading Bob's story, it reveals that he was not always a friend to the homeless. In fact, he thought very poorly of them. He had an encounter with a homeless man while on vacation that he would come to remember for the rest of his life. The homeless man asked if Bob could spare some change, to which Bob replied rudely. The homeless man's reaction is what changed Bob's life. The homeless man felt sorry, for him. It was as if he could see into Bob's soul and the horrible place he was headed.
Bob did not realize what God was calling him to do. It wasn't until Bob was skydiving and faced a near death experience in which he thought of the homeless man that he had encountered and the terrified feelings he felt when death was starring him in the face. From that day on, he knew that God wanted him to serve the homeless.
Bob now makes it his responsibility to find the homeless in the area, offer them food and drink and a friendship that they never expected.
His story reminds me of Mother Teresa. She was always a friend to the poor. She found Jesus in the sick and suffering. To her each person she encountered was Jesus in distressing disguise. I think it is safe to say that Bob has also found Jesus in the distressing disguise of the poor.
I truly admire Bob's courage to accept Gods call. God calls us all but it is up to us to say yes (and continue to say yes). Letting go of yourself and saying yes is not easy.
I hope Bob's story has inspired you and I hope you will contemplate what Jesus is asking of you today and everyday.
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. God bless!
Posted by Abby at 1:34 PM
In the last couple of days we were hit with a snow storm and our area received 12 inches of snow! 12 inches of snow + a tired momma = hermit. I am tired of being tired. I don't want to do anything, go anywhere, or be a normal person contributing to society in any way. I just want to hide in my covers all day. My poor children and husband….
Hopefully my moods will improve when springtime rolls around. Hey, maybe it's not the weather that I should be blaming, maybe it's just me. I have struggled this pregnancy. As you read in my first 'if we were meeting for lunch', I told you how I had a bad week and had been such an emotional pregnant woman. Yeah, things have not changed. I may not cry all day like I did that saturday but I am still very moody. Moody or depressed.. whatever you want to call it.
I looked up depression during pregnancy on baby center and found numerous pages of woman expressing their concern about feeling depressed during pregnancy. That made me feel like less of a weirdo. I thought pregnancy was supposed to be all smiley faces and gumdrops. Just kidding, this is my third so I know the truth. With my first, I could not eat anything without throwing it right back up for about six months. My second pregnancy was much better because I was not throwing up but most everything smelled like metal. We would walk into a restaurant and right back out because the smell of metal would be too strong for me to handle. Pregnancy is hard. You are emotional, hungry all the time, moody, sick, uncomfortable, experiencing so many new changes with your body. It is a lot to deal with. I am not saying that women should not get pregnant and I am not saying that I do not value being able to become pregnant so please do not take it the wrong way. I am for life and children are such a gift but pregnancy for some, is a cross (thanks a lot Eve!). I know once I see my babies sweet face I will forget all the pain it took to get to that point and enjoy the precious gift that God has given me.
If you are struggling in some way, know that God uses crosses in many ways. To make us stronger, to help us realize the important things in life, etc. Thank him and know that he is in control and he will never leave you. God/Jesus knows all about crosses, he carried the heaviest of them all.
Enough about me, how are you?
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