What Does December Really Mean?

Sitting here thinking how could it be that we are just about to go into the middle of December the last month of this year.

Thinking of what is to come. I must admit my head is running like crazy trying to put it all together and not fall apart while I do it.

I think how we are all running about trying to make it all seem “perfect” when it’s really not. What has this month really become? To be honest Christmas time really wasn’t ever a big deal for me to say the least. All I remember was how my single working mom tried her best to give my brother and I some gifts under the tree which would be removed probably a day or two after.

Perhaps that is why I get so hard on myself because I want my kids to actually remember Christmas and not because of the gifts but memories to actually have stories to tell that has nothing to do with gifts.

To remember sitting about making those gingerbread houses that will fall apart the moment you finish them but remembering the laugher of the time spent together.

To get in the car in our pajamas and check out all the lights and decorations. To sit in the living room and watch our favorite Christmas movies for the 100th time and laugh as if it’s our first time.

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To see the wonder in the face of my kids. As all these things are happening I wonder is it enough for them to remember?

To hear the joy my youngest singing at mass and ask why is the Priest wearing the pretty purple again?  Especially with our hard Summer I admit I feel a sort of guilt that it should be an extra special December but as it’s looking there will not be any of the material things but I am trying my best to make it a December they do enjoy and remember without the material things.

I get so upset because why is it that we think material things is what this month is about?

To be honest until my children I really did not know about what the Advent season was about.

I didn’t even know that there was a countdown not to just getting material things but what December 25th truly means.

Our Savior is born.

To pause and think about that and to think how Joseph and Mary were basically homeless and the night he was born they had no clue what was going to happen and to have to basically have your child in a dirty little cave but there swaddled was the perfect gift ever.

Tired and not knowing what the next day would hold just believing that is what they had. I sit back and think how ungrateful am that I am more worried about not being able to put things under our tree.

I want to be able to share not only with my children but with anyone who reads this to remember the real reason. I know it can be hard I know it is for me.

Especially when this world is really about all the material things but think of what you can do is not a material gift that will mean more and truly be remembered then that box that is supposed to be unwrapped. I want to give that gift to my children as we read each night about Advent that it sticks in their head perhaps. That they can go about their day but have that gift tucked in their heart.

Remember we already have to the greatest gift we just seem to be forgetting to unwrap it.

So this December I pray our Lord helps me remember the real reason why no matter how much this world tries to distract all of us it seems. What are some things your doing to remember the true meaning of this season?

Oh, Come Oh Come Emmanuel…

Before The Sun Rises Mama Chronicles

 

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Up before the sun because my oldest girlie has one bad cough, & so my nurse hat has been on. Feeling drained as I have been up since 5 am for work during the weekend & not going to bed till past midnight can break a mama down.

Making sure the other kids are feed, getting things ready for the new week. So much busyness.

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The cross is from rough2rustic

All I can say is Lord I am tired. From the corner of my eye I see the cross I gave my 15 yr old son last night when he arrived after staying in my in-laws.

His bag is on the floor his school bag in the other corner & there in the dresser. You Lord. I grabbed it and just kissed it. I escape as so many mamas to the bathroom. Crayon on the floor. I am tired oh look at that I have a cough too, but moms aren’t suppose to get sick right?

As I seat I think of all that I have to do this day with calling to say no school for my girls today I look at our Lord.
So beautiful just his silhouette. I think Lord I am tired, I think of this past Summer. I hear a voice inside saying see you can. I did it all for you so you can. Those are words so hard to swallow but even more to believe. Really Lord all for me?
You did this for me. You died for me? I think of how Advent is just a week away. I have a million things I want to do I have so many plans running in my head.
Once again I hear that voice. Be Calm. Why is that so hard.
Stop, I just want you to be with me. Lord help me to slow down. To focus on you and not all this busyness.
To remember to give up my woes to you. With my lips let me give you praise to show my kids so that they may want to come to your feet and praise too.
I hold this cross and can’t help but kiss it and thank him.
I look out the window the sun is rising. Lord I give you this day.
Help me to not rush the day but to pause in between & squeeze     Praise to you throughout my day be it as I look for the lost socks, rushing a kid out the door, cleaning up messes left behind, work emails, and anything else that may come my way.
Help me remember what this Advent season is really to mean. What are you doing this Advent?  I am joining Blessed is She : Bearing Light prayer devotional       can’t wait to start. I also want to bible journal each day for 25 days and also will be doing the Jesse Tree with my kids from Do Small Things With Love which I really hope they will love as much as I have been doing it.
I would love to hear what you are doing. Let me know.

Parenting Will Give Your Prayer Wings

This is a little something I wrote last night… cause parenting is far from pretty roses and happy days.. They say it’s hard when they are little I think otherwise. I think the older they get the harder it gets..Here is a window to my parenting journey…

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As I sit here past 1 am waiting on my oldest to get home. I think so this is what my
own mother must of felt. Anguish despair and well hopelessness. Waiting till I
came home while I basically had no care in the world just the knowledge that each
moment that I stayed out later then what I was told to would be a long
conversation as to how she was right and how I was not considerate of her feeling.
Here I sit in the couch in the living room while typing with a rosary on my lap
praying the Memorare until he gets home. I will get the face. No thanks mom nor I
love you as those I can’t remember the last time I heard one from him but I make
sure I say it as often as I can because I still till this day don’t recall it being said from
my own mother although I know she does.
Here I sit and pray to keep him safe. This world is so much different then when I
was growing up.  Is this what my own mother thought. Here I sit and think Mama
Mary did Jesus give you this anguish? Sure we heard of him being lost for 3 days
although he answered well Hello where did you think I would be?
Everything I read that I say hmmm Yup that could so would have been me. Because
at 20 I knew best. I was  considered an adult but I really wasn’t one at all.
Just as my son is doing now. I believed in God but only when I really wanted
something or needed something.   I sit here and wonder is this what my mother felt.
With each moment that passes I kept his name on my lips and tell our Lord to keep
him safe. With each moment that passes I try to give him the freedom I know he
deserves after all he is a good kid but still the fear of wanting to keep our kids safe
wants to over take me and so I pray. Lord keep him safe and let him come home
safe.
Parenting will give your prayers wings as you give all you have with each word you
cry out to our Lord and Mama Mary especially her  as she of all would understand what you are feeling.
I understand our children need to grow and that we are suppose to let go. Yet here
I sit and pray that I hear the keys so I know he’s safe and home. So that I may
give thanks to our Beloved Mother for helping me keep him safe.
Is this what my mother felt? Till this day at the age of 42 she actually does still
worry (dare I say even more?!) and will call me more then five times in a day. I know it’s her way of letting me know she cares and is worried but I got it no NOW I really do so hmm seriously let go. Ha..

I always said I wouldn’t do that and be over bearing so that my own kids can know I
trust them and I try my best to let them fly but I can’t help but worry and here I sit
after 1 am waiting.
Giving up my worry to our Lord and even though Padre Pio tells hey Ellie don’t
worry it’s hard. So I give my prayers wings and hope our Blessed Mother hears me
and our Lord Jesus protects him till he arrives home safe.
Then I get to do this tomorrow and not only for him but for his other siblings as
they are too growing and want to fly and explore outside the nest. I now know why
as we get older we get grey hair especially when you’re a parent…this right here…
I just hope one day if anyone of my children become parents they remember me as
I sat waiting on them.

Perhaps they will as me holding a rosary in one hand and typing something too and say now I know why my mother would pray and tell me to pray too because NOW I understand why my mom does too…

Wordless Wednesday (on a Friday)

If you follow me on Instagram then you might have seen me announce that I was going to start up once again on my blog Wordless Wednesday. You Might be famlair to this or not but all it is, sharing a picture w/out words. Letting the image to tell your story.

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If you want to join in I would love it! It’s super easy and a way to document your days.

 

With that being said here is my picture for the week. When I saw this rug I knew it was what we were going to need at our new home. As this has been the Summer of making Lemons into Lemonade.We are beyond thankful for the blessings and grace our Lord has shown us during this very hard time.

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What will you remember from this week?  Looking foward to next week as I already know what I want to share.

Squeeze Play

If you know my family and myself you know we love baseball so more or less when things happen around here we use “baseball terms” right now we are going to use one today.

Let’s just say we got hit really hard by one 99 per hour fast ball with what we got dealt with at the moment.

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We are in the midst of being doubled down in pain but in the middle of it we have been seeing people come out of the dugout that we never thought would.  Instead of who we might have expected others have offered a helping hand.

Life is sure good at showing and shining the light at truth especially in moments like this.

I also have been able to dig even deeper into holding on to our Lord. Although I felt my faith was better then it was in years right now this moment is putting all of it to the test.

Sure I have cried, but I cry out to our Lord. I make sure to pause and give him praise. Although we are in the middle of not knowing where we will be moving nor having the money for the move.  Having to humble myself to basically “beg” for help  HE is there and he will watch over us I trust and believe.

I truly believe that this is a learning and growing experience for us all. The whole thing we need to remember is that no matter what or where we end up the place will be a home because we are together.

Leaving w/a quote I heard today about Mother Teresa who said God doesn’t give us more then we can handle but I sure we wouldn’t trust me so much.  (cause we have always find a reason to smile!)

 

 

 

 

Hello Middle Of May

April was one hot mess. I had so many plans and to be honest for the most part it was very uneventful and just one big jumbo dizzy world wind.

Let’s just say I’m happy we are already half way through May! I am so ready for the end of the school year so I can catch my breathe.

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I actually had other plans for this month as well but it seems those plans wouldn’t be happening as I had wanted.

I did have one amazing thing happen that I really still am in awe did happen. I had a Blessed is She Bible Journaling group meet up.

I who gets tounge twisted and  am best in my own quiet little world went and stood in front of a group of ladies (mind you I was only expecting 9 and but I had 15 show up!) I was able to share a little piece of what I have been loving and I feel beyond blessed.

This past week it was pouring and we were set up for another meeting. To be honest I didn’t expect anyone to show up because of how bad the weather was but another set of ladies appeared and we were so into our gathering that we went over 1/2 hour.

To be honest we got some news as well that really has taken a toll which is we need to pay out of pocket for my oldest son’s tution so if you need any help with your social media and would like my Virtual Asstistant skills please let me know. I would be more then happy to help.

I also have been trying to get deeper into my prayers because of this different period. It’s been hard y’all but I have been praying more and more beause I trust in prayers.

I know that they are heard. We don’t get what we wish but our Lord will provide what we need and for the most part it isn’t what we expect.

In other news in my upcoming post I am going to share a few activities you can do with your little ones as school is almost over and I know the “I’m bored” blues can come on so quickly I have been gathering a few favorites around here.

Do you have fun activites you do with your kids that is budget friendly? I’m all ears as we need to pinch every penny we can around here!

 

 

 

 

It Is Done.

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This past week I’ve been able to go to mass everyday. This has been the first Holy Week that I’ve been able to do so since all my kids are bigger and it’s been more then I could ever image.

We are going to Easter Vigil tomorrow and my heart wants to burst of happiness and I am so humbled for the love our Savior has for us.

Let me tell you though this week had very crazy moments. Tears. LOTS of tears. Yet even with the hiccups my heart is full.

I don’t know what the future holds but I don’t know but I really think I am being moved to do more and I am going to let go (because you know we have to control it even though we say it with our mouths that God is in control we really mean well you know he’s in control but we will see if I really agree with it.) I’m not going to lie I am nervous. I have NO clue what to do but I’m really letting go. So here goes…

COME HOLY SPIRT COME.. LET THY WILL BE DONE… REALLY.

Oh and to start I’ve gotten the Instagram account that will be connected to this site. GULP..  Memories In These Stories

Well that’s all from me for now…