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Seven Quick Takes (vol. 3)

August 7, 2009


I have been shamefully neglectful in writing. I wish I could say I had a great excuse. You know like I was biking across America or on a cruise to Bermuda. Or that I’d found a job. Anything other than…I felt sick. It’s really not even an excuse anymore. HH certainly doesn’t think so :/ (No, he’s actually great about it).


I have my big 20 week ultrasound in ten days. I am so excited, and so scared at the same time. Hopefully HH can get some time off so he can come with me. He couldn’t make it to the last ultrasound, which was sad. Luckily I got my sister-in-law to come and that was the next best thing because she said everything he would have said. Sometimes they are so alike 🙂


Speaking of siblings, I really miss mine. All six of them.


You know how they always tell you to never ever ever let your dog eat chicken bones? Especially not cooked chicken bones? Well, is it really considered “let” when your dog jumps up on the table and snatches a bone from your dinner plate while you are in the kitchen refilling a glass of water? A vet bill to stop internal bleeding would probably ruin us. And yet, I am counting my blessings. I have a dog who jumps on tables, eats directly from my plate, but thank goodness this pup has a stomach (and intestines) of steel.


I mentioned briefly before that the church we go to now is named St. Hedwig, which is the first time I have ever seen a church named after my patron saint. They even pronounce her name correctly!! It’s in the middle of a huge polish community, so all the last names are unpronounceable and they have polish mass every weekend. It’s a beautiful church with an amazing and devoted priest. The only drawback is that it’s in a really bad part of town. I feel perfectly comfortable on Sunday mornings going with HH at my side, but I know he worries and will only worry more once the baby is born.
The church closer to us is a new age building in a nice suburb…but, it doesn’t feel like a church. The one Sunday we went the priest was wearing an over-sized tie-dyed t-shirt as his cassock and I couldn’t even locate the tabernacle. I know it shouldn’t make a difference, Mass is Mass. But…sigh…


Last month I ran the AC almost non-stop in the apartment. Then I found out it costs nearly three times as much to cool this place as opposed to our last place. Oops. So now I’m trying to do without. We invested in a nice fan and there are plenty of windows. And I think we’ll spend the weekend at the beach.


I’ve reached the point in my pregnancy where I start entertaining the “Can I do this?” dark thoughts. I know everything isn’t going to be bubblebaths and butterfly kisses (despite all the cutesy baby advertising that suggests otherwise) and it’s starting to make me nervous. It’s not like I’ve never handled babies before, but I’ve certainly never had their futures rest solely with me. And I just know I’ll never make it at cloth diapering.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. August 7, 2009 6:20 pm

    You can absolutely do this! Nobody becomes a parent knowing what to expect, and the good part is, you have lots of time to get used to it. You're not jumping into parenting a difficult toddler, or a confusing pre-teen, you'll learn as you go. At least I'm hoping that's true :)And it WON'T be all bubblebaths and butterfly kisses – but the messes can be pretty fun, if you have the right mindset. You'll do great.

  2. August 12, 2009 7:17 pm

    Our associate pastor, who also says the Latin Mass for a group of 40 – 60 every Sunday – once got asked "how was Mass?" He replied, "Jesus came. Everything else is just a detail."I've been blessed with a good parish, a good diocese, and the opportunity to go to the Extraordinary Form whenever I want. When I was in Michigan over Memorial Day we went to a church where I couldn't find the tabernacle… turned out it was at the back left of the church, behind the congregation. I didn't like that parish, and wouldn't go there regularly if I could help it, but Jesus came.

  3. August 27, 2009 8:35 am

    sorry that this is my first comment! i did go back and read every post, though!<3 bubu

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