PJ Baby Has Arrived!

PJ Baby Has Arrived!

PJ Family is doing well.


“I do my religion Sunday in Church…” UPDATED

So says Nancy Pelosi in reply to questions posed by CNS News regarding the recent suits filed by 43 Catholic institutions and dioceses against the HHS contraception mandate.

Oh….and Bishops don’t speak for the Catholic Church….erm…. or something…HotAir covers that here.

But back to “Doing Religion”


I do my laundry Monday at home.

I do my banking Tuesday at the Credit Union.

I do my grocery shopping Wednesday at Wegmans.

I do my doctor’s appointments Thursday at the clinic.

I do my date nights Friday at the Taco Bell.

I do yard work Saturday at home.

But….I go Sunday to Church to celebrate Mass.

live my religion daily (or maybe better – practice my religion – since I’m still learning/failing/trying/growing). In Church or out of church.  At home, while folding clothes.  Standing in line at the bank. Picking out produce in the store.  Wiping noses and changing diapers.  Living it.  Daily.  Not something I “do” for an hour once a week.

I know, this pales in comparison to some of the jaw droppers she’s come up with –  the whole “gotta pass it to see what’s in it” schtick…but that one sentence grabbed me today and really really saddened me.

Update: Listed in Sunday’s Best of the Blogroll by The Daley Gator thank you!


Got it on Craigslist!

Isn’t it adorable? A real deal Thinking Chair!! Got it for a steal on Craigslist!

My older son’s old bike he outgrew (like everything else these days) – sold it on Craigslist!

The ball pit for the younger son? Found it Craigslist!

The backless bar stools we replaced with chairs with backs (ah comfort) – sold those on Craigslist!

Oh and this beauty….

Isn’t he adorable? We found him on Craigslist! No, really! We met some lady through a Craigslist discussion who had too many embryos and was placing the spares in loving families! How exciting! Double cool is that while I was chatting with her I found the bassinet and onesies I needed on CL, too.  Can’t wait for the big family reunion where the children she kept get to meet the children she gave away! Fun times!!

Happy…umm….Mother’s Day, y’all.

H/T Creative Minority


A Nightmare That Will Last Forever

“All we wanted was a family. Instead, we were landed with a nightmare that will  last forever,”

So says an embittered consumer who didn’t get the commodity she ordered an anguished mother who was implanted with the sperm from a man with a different race.  

More family structures are crashing down.  As IVF numbers increase, the children “mistakes” increase…

 The largest sperm bank in Britain is under investigation from health  officials over claims they used sperm from the wrong donor after a gay couple  had two children from different racial backgrounds.

The alleged mix-up at the IVF clinic only emerged after the birth of the  couple’s second child, who is of different race to the rest of the family.

The parents are said to be “devastated” at the alleged mistake as they had  wanted their children to be genetically related by using the same sperm donor,  The (London) Sunday Times reported.

The damage to the [younger] child in the future, to both the siblings and  the family unit could be quite catastrophic,” said Caron Heyes, the couple’s  lawyer.

How quaint…the gay parents who are unable to produce children as a couple wanted to hold on to the old fashioned notion of actually having their children share the same genes!  So…not having the same sperm donor is catastrophic to the family unit, whilst the whole artificial conception, two mommies thing is ummm…what exactly?  Newsflash, ladies: the damage to the family unit was done long before the clinic mixed up fathers sperm vials.


A parent’s worst nightmare…?

Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we ad-lib to conceive…

From LifeSiteNews

Single mom wants baby.

But she’s on a budget, so sperm donor is out of the question.

So she goes the way of “ex-boyfriend with benefits” – sorta – she pays him $1400 for his “service”
– you know his guy friends were fist bumping, “Duuuuuddddeee! Score!”

For the next three years, she allows her daughter’s father (ex-boyfriend with paid benefits) to visit his daughter.

When her daughter is three years old, mom dies of cancer. Absolutely  horrible for such a young child to lose a parent…but because of her non-traditional family, insult is added to injury as an ugly custody battle ensues: (emphasis mine)

The ex-boyfriend of the deceased single mother then entered the scene  to make a parental claim for the young girl, arguing that he was her legal father. The case appeared before a Quebec court. The ex-boyfriend won a paternity ruling from the Quebec Court of Appeal last year, and that ruling was upheld last month when the Supreme Court of Canada declined to hear an appeal of the case.

Michael Lubetsky, the lawyer who represented the girl’s grandparents at the appeal court, told the National Post that it is a parent’s “worst nightmare” that a biological parent can “show up and start asserting rights over the child.”

“That’s incredibly disruptive…. It’s an attack on the family structure,” he said.

I had to read that a few times and wonder, “Have we gotten to the point that we are saying that with a straight face?” An attack on the family structure? WHAT FAMILY “STRUCTURE” ARE WE TALKING ABOUT HERE?

Structure,  loosely defined,  is something made up of parts, held or put together in a particular way.


Not stucture

This is what happens when we start tinkering with a STRUCTURE that has been in place and worked for thousands of years.  When we embark in a DIY “structure” it all comes crashing down on us, sooner or later.  And the children are the ones who get crushed.

UPDATE: linked by Lin at No One of Any Import and a Recommended Read of Pundette’s! Thanks!

Saying Merry Christmas is worse than fornication…

…or getting drunk or even killing someone…

So says an Islamic scholar.

And…ready for a firestorm…..I agree with him…..

What I mean is…if this man believes that Allah is the true god and there is no other god than Allah….to acknowledge and to encourage and to “bless” if you will a false god IS worse than fornication.  Mortal sin is mortal sin, but as a Catholic parent, the lesser mortal sin (if you will) would be for my son or daughter to engage in premarital sex versus actively worshipping Satan.

Now obviously I believe he is flat wrong in his religious viewpoints, but from what I understood him to say in English (who knows what he’s saying in other parts of the clip) – given his religious beliefs, he is correct – it IS a worse sin to blaspheme regarding “the worst evil” and encourage others to do so as well (for which there can be no forgiveness nor repentance) than to get drunk or even to kill another (a lesser evil as I understand his position).

Too bad that the phrase “Merry Christmas” has become so secularized that we forget that what it is (or should) mean is “Rejoice! Our Savior is born!” – today its just a greeting that doesn’t get much thought behind it – but I think he has it “right” as far as what the phrase should mean and I think that its sad that an angry man who is for all appearances trying his best to stir up hate and division has managed to do a decent job of explaining what it means to wish someone Merry Christmas.

Gulp.  There I did it.  Devil’s advocate in all sense of the word.  Hope the WP comment section is fireproof…..blast away!

Update: I was wracking my brain trying to figure out what had made me react to this video the way I did, rather than to immediately dismiss it because of its inflammatory rhetoric.  My Aha! moment came this morning and I recalled this excellent article in the NCR by Matthew Archbold which addresses the subject from the stand point of the “hollowers” – those who want to remove the sacred from Christmas.  It struck home with me and I think that’s why part of the scholar’s message resonated with me in the way that it did.  Mr. Archbold’s article is here and it is an excellent read.


Know that number. It’s poison control. It’s been 11 years since I’ve had to call it for my firstborn. I had to call it last night for my second. (No cliffhanger – he’s fine).

Take a minute to do an internet search for it and find your local center.  Order the free magnets and stickers.  Maybe even donate (this service is free but run by contributions).  If the time ever should come that you need that number, you’ll be glad you did.

Murphy’s Law of Toddlers #28 states, “A toddler will not learn the skill of twisting open a top to a bottle with the bottled water you have given him.  He will learn that skill when he comes across the lone bottle that escaped your child-proofing scrutiny.  That bottle will contain rubbing alcohol.”

Yes, he ingested some.  Happily he is fearfully and wonderfully made and his little body realized that it was a poison in his system and it came back up in its entirety, along with dinner.  I was on the phone with Poison Control while my husband called EMS to start them rolling just in case.  We avoided a trip to the ER and the trauma of a stomach pumping because we were able to speak to Poison Control.

So, go now and get your stickers.  If you have elderly parents, you can get some information to help them prevent poisoning, too. And after you’ve ordered them, go smooch you child/ren’s cheeks and do another once over in your house for hazards.  I’m a former EMT and car seat safety technician for goodness sake –  safety is my middle name –  but I missed that bottle.  What might you have missed?