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My doctors have assured me that there will be some …so how may I help you? Send me your prayer intentions in the comments – anonymously if you wish – or via email.
My doctors have assured me that there will be some …so how may I help you? Send me your prayer intentions in the comments – anonymously if you wish – or via email.
Experiencing life through our children is so interesting and sweet.
So yesterday, the highlight of the day (at least for me) was visiting the Dobsons in the hospital and holding baby Nate. He is SO adorable. The last time I held a day old baby when I wasn’t recovering from childbirth was Clare–almost three years ago. Nate is so tiny and so light! Alexis and Ryan were looking great as new parents too. After I held him, Therese wanted a turn. That motherly instinct coming out in her so young. She was so calm, gentle and sweet with Nate. Her practice with Gianna really showed. And Fulton…well, Fulton is all boy…at least he wasn’t opening and closing the doors the WHOLE time like he was when I was in the hospital with Gianna. His interest in Nate lasted maybe 20 seconds.
The next fun event was going to watch the fireworks in Cedar Park. Being the homebody introvert that I am, I don’t like crowds and I hate going places where finding a parking spot is nearly impossible. But we ventured out anyway. This is the first time we’ve taken them since Therese was 6 months old (barring their Aunt Mary’s graduation fireworks at the farm in Indiana). The kids were pretty excited. And parking and finding a place to watch took hardly any time at all. The wonder and amazement and questions about fireworks we got was pretty fun–yeah, explaining where the come from to a 4 year old! When they finally started Fulton couldn’t contain himself as he practically yell, “YEAH!!!” after EVERY firework for the first 5 minutes or so. Cute. By 10 minutes, he and Therese were pretty silent. And by 15 minutes when the fireworks started getting loud, Fulton’s ‘yeah’s had turned into, “Don’t like it!” And this morning when I asked them what their favorite part of the fireworks show was…”We didn’t like it, Mommy. It was too loud.”
Alexis and Ryan were blessed with their first child yesterday…little Nathan James. I must say, Alexis, is quite the journalist and I know quite of few people including myself have been stalking their blog daily for news of their little miracle. We are so blessed to have their friendship and thankful for God’s promises fulfilled in their lives.
I am coordinating a meal ministry for them. So if some of you cross readers would like take these wonderful new parents a meal in the next few weeks, let me know and I can send you the pass codes to their CareCalendar. By the way, I’m a total fan of the CareCalendar and recommend it to anyone who is in need of meals or other help during a life changing event such as (but not limited to) having a baby.
These are a little late in posting, but we had so much fun I had to share. We took an outing with the Cey girls last month. We managed to pack all of us in the van! (woohoo!) Here are some of the highlights.
“Look at my berries, Mrs. Cey.”

I heard Fulton say over and over, “This is a good one.”

All the gang with their berry-licous stash.

Gianna eye-ing Therese’s strawberry popsicle.

“No fair, I don’t get to eat any of these berries.”

“aahhh…released from the bondage of the carrier.”

Enjoying the goats.

The sign says it all.

Blackberry picking it just around the corner…anyone up for a field trip?
While at my friend Thuy’s house yesterday, we were playing outside with the kids–her 3 and my 3 (6 kids under the age of 4). The fence to her backyard is not a privacy wooden fence that we often have or see in our own backyards but instead a metal fencing that others can see quite well through. Anyway, we’re all outside and a women comes walking over from the small lake overlooking their backyard and says, “Is this a daycare?” A stern and loud, “No,” answered Thuy (and Thuy’s not usually a stern and loud person). I couldn’t help but laugh rather loudly to the woman’s question simply because that was a new one to me! And I thought it was kind of funny.
Of course, today, my friend Teresa and I took our kids to the Austin Children’s Museum (again 5 kids under the age of 4), and simply going up the elevator a young man asked, “Are all these yours?”
Blessed be God, we’re not running a daycare and yes, they are all ours…and rather, to echo John Paul the Great and our new Homeschooling group name, Totus Tuus! Lord, they are totally yours and our Blessed Mother’s. Thank You, Lord, for letting us care for them!
Our great friend Brad defended his Ph.D. dissertation in geology at UT today—and he passed! Blessed be God! Way to go Dr. Cey! As one of his sweet daughters would say, he officially “knows a lot about rocks!”
It’s hard to believe it’s been four and a half years since they came to Austin. And it was by God’s providence and grace that we were blessed with their friendship.
We are very proud of you. But I know, not nearly as proud as your lovely wife and daughters are. Congratulations and all God’s blessings to you!
Yes, we’re asking for O Negative blood donors.
This is not for our children, but for our Goddaughter Teresa (4 years old) and her brother Daniel (1 year old). These two precious children of God have Diamond Blackfan Anemia. This is a rare bone marrow disorder where the bone marrow does not produce red blood cells. Because of their low red blood cell count, they require blood transfusions every 3 to 6 weeks. And by rare, less than 800 people have DBA worldwide.
Because O Negative is a rare blood type, the family could really used a few donors that could donate every 56 days specifically for Teresa and Daniel. Eventually their parents will be looking for bone marrow donors, but of course the first thing that has to match is the blood type. A bone marrow transplant could cure both children and has been more successful during childhood, but is still a risky procedure with only a 70% survival rate.
With all this said, if you or someone you know is O Negative, please please prayerfully consider being a blood donor for these children. For more information, including how to get in touch with their parents, call or email us – or leave a message on the blog.
grant unto her, O Lord. And may Your perpetual light shine upon her.
A friend of ours passed away this week and her funeral was today. Her name was Sherri Davis. She was a beautiful witness of faith and hope. And every time you spoke to her, the love of God and our Blessed Mother couldn’t help but shine through. She died after a long battle with cancer leaving 4 children and her husband behind. Her two older children were perhaps a few years younger than Adam and I. Her two younger children are still in school. As Christians we should rejoice that she is in the loving arms of Our Lord and Lady. But you can’t help but feel sorrow for losing such a beloved woman especially when you see her 14 year old daughter overcome with grief.
I met Sherri about 6 years ago when I attended Christ Renews His Parish at our church. She was on the team giving the retreat. It seems like yesterday she and her family were at our wedding and house blessing. Thanks to the Davis family, we have the lovely statue of St. Francis in our back yard.
The last time we saw her was the day of Gianna’s baptism. Her family was going to confession as we were getting ready for Gianna’s baptism. I remember that the faces of her husband and children were worn. But hers was so full of life even in the midst of her suffering. She was so happy and pleased to do God’s will…to offer up all her suffering for her friends and family. Grace radiated through her and her prayers for others. And not thinking of herself at all, she gave us a gift of the song of the Little Flower that had been recorded at St. Teresa’s parish school. She would always say that every time she thought of St. Therese, she would think of our family and our little Therese.
Our Therese drew a picture for her the other week when we found out she was in ICU. It was of Sherri and Jesus walking under a rainbow. I certainly think that Sherri is there right now.
Please pray for her family.
Well it appears that I may be having issues with my sciatic nerve. Last night I developed a painful bruise on my foot that has since made my toes and lower leg all tingley. Joy.
The sciatic nerve is a long nerve that runs from the lower back to the back of the legs and feet. Some of the symptoms of sciatica during pregnancy include:
I have an appointment with a neurologist tomorrow. I hope this is all that it is. Although none of the symptoms included brusing. That’s the one thing that concerns me.
So if you don’t mind, please say a little prayer for me. Thanks!
So today I attended the third funeral of this Lent. (Come to find that our parish has been averaging about 4 a week since Lent began.) This was perhaps the most beautiful funeral that I’ve ever attended.
Louise Smith was a prominent and founding member of our parish and was diagnosed with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s Disease) perhaps about 6 months ago. Hers was a quick desent but from what I understand she was blessed to have passed away peacefully–something that she prayed for. We didn’t know her very well, but enough that I wanted to offer my prayers and Eucharist for her sweet soul.
I suppose one of the advantages of knowing that you are dying soon is that you can plan your own funeral. And that she did. And quite a beautiful funeral Mass she planned. The opening song she chose was “Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee.” That set the tone for the rest of the Mass. I can just imagine her in heaven basking in the love and mercy of our Lord.
Eternal rest grant unto her O Lord, and may your perpetual light shine upon her.