Thursday, December 4, 2014

The Post Where I Let You In On A Secret.

I'm going to let you all in on a little secret. Prepare yourself.

Maybe you should sit down for this one. I would hate for you to fall over from the shock.

It is near impossible to write with any sort of clarity or message while knee-deep in the chaos of pregnancy and three young children.


There have been so many stories in the news, books I've read, and thoughts that keep creeping up and half forming a post in the last few months, but time is a precious commodity these days. So is quiet time. In a week, that time will pretty much be nonexistent with the addition of #4. I have never been so ready to complete a pregnancy and yet so painfully aware of the impending decrease in cohesive thought. As though to prove my point, I sat down to write this while the kids were quietly playing together, and suddenly they are all three surrounding me and taking turns yelling, "HEY!" to see who can annoy mom the fastest, and the youngest (without being seen) grabbed a small rolling pin from a drawer and is banging it on the wall.

I imagine four kids under the age of six is going to be stressful. I have been reminded lately of a neighbor friend that I had back when I was at home part time with my oldest, Calvin. She was born to be the SAHM, homeschooling mom. She rocked it: patience for days and she had a system. Now that I am about where she was then, I spend at least half of my shower time railing at God about how on earth He thought I could do this with three, not to mention adding the tiny one that is very soon to be here. This pregnancy my body has suddenly remembered I have hormones, and emotional instability has been the name of the game.

I spend a great deal of my time on the blog talking about feminism and what that word really means in relationship to Catholicism. New feminism and feminine genius ideas and concepts run through my head on a loop. Then I think about "feminine genius" and how it applies to women like my neighbor, and I can't help but be amused in my attempts to figure out how the hell it applies to a woman like me.

So, consider this an apology and a thank you. First, an apology for not writing very often these days. I will work on ways to increase the amount of thought that at least gets typed out to be sorted through. Second, an apology for not understanding how feminine genius and all its concepts can be applied to a continuum or a range of different kinds of women. I am working on sorting this out.

Finally, a thank you. Thank you to those of you that interact with me on other social media outlets such as the Facebook page. Thank you to those of you that share and comment on the posts here. Thank you to those of you that read and remind me that there are others out there that think like me and are interested in what I have to say. If I was a hugger, I'd hug you, but instead I offer you a virtual thumbs up.

I promise. Baby thumbs up. It's a thing.


  1. I look forward to reading your posts. They make me think outside of my little homeschooling family bubble. I don't always comment, but I do enjoy your writing. :)

  2. Thanks, Erica! I plan to catch up on all the blogs I love next week, and yours is on the list!


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