Feminism - bad for everyone

Feminists chap my hide. And according to them they are doing for the sake of my hide. Put in actuality they are doing for their own gratification.

Not only can I now not afford to be a stay at home mom, but the boys with whom my children will grow up are being taught that they are stupid, that strength in men is a bad thing, that competitiveness and aggression are bad but that they need not cultivate self-control. And the women they grow up with will have been taught that boys are stupid and oppressive, that they are victims of a patriarchal society, that promiscuity is synonymous with power and that their children are disposable. All of this thanks to feminists.

Men and women are different. I know this is shocking and revolutionary but I swear it is true. You can tell just by looking at us. Women tend to be shorter and softer and we have boobs and, as I call it to my daughter, "girl parts" down below. Men tend to be bigger, harder, do not have boobs and have distinctly male parts. You can even tell on a genetic level. We have different chromosomes. I know this is a surprise to you because the feminists have been telling you for years that there is no difference between men and women.

I am not feminine. I am not masculine. I am kind of a happy medium with no frills and no sports. And yet, I have two sons who like cars and sports and dinosaurs and like to crash things and wrestle. I also have a daughter who like shoes and purses and dresses. Let our boys be boys with all their rambunctious aggressiveness. Let our girls be girls with all their frills and femininity. It is okay.

I want a baby and I can't have one.

I love babies. I have always loved babies. I was the kid who followed my cousins around when they had babies and held them as often and for as long as I was allowed. I actually wanted to be a nun but I knew I was supposed to be a Mama. Then I got married and tried and tried and tried to get pregnant. Then the doctor told me that I was not producing eggs and would not be able to have kids.

Luckily my DH and decided to ignore the docs and keep trying. And two years later we got pregnant with Adrian and we were so excited. Then we lost Adrian and we were devastated. And so began our child-bearing years. We got Guerren and then Everett. Then we got out God-planned surprise baby Susannah and suffered the most terrible loss parents ever could. Then we got to keep our Lily after the worst pregnancy I have ever had.

You see, when you have had a baby born still, pregnancy is no longer all fun and aches and anticipation. It is a nine month journey through fear after fear after worry after complication after nightmare. So Lily ended up born 10 days early via c-section because my BP skyrocketed to 190/112. They don't let you stay pregnant when your BP shoots that high.

No pregnancy is not longer a simple matter for us. It can be distinctly unhealthy for me. Not to mention, our finances aren't wonderful right now. So we can't just get pregnant because my uterus is tormenting me with phantom kicks and hormones.

But oh how I want to be pregnant again. Or, more correctly, oh how I want another baby. We decided long ago that we want four and we want the last before my husband turns 50. He turns 50 next year. Our youngest is out of diapers. Pregnancy will actually relieve my RA symptoms. And, oh, how I want another baby.

I miss nursing and changing diapers and rocking and gummy smiles and all the wonderful smells that accompany babies.

But I cannot have another baby right now. So will remember and wait.

God Bless anyone who reads this.

And so it begins...

I created my Facebook group last night. I decided to call it "Wash Your Hands, Change the World" after polling some friends. I like it. We have 18 members so far! I hope people invite other people to join so it can grow. Just imagine the mountains that can be moved with thousands or millions more prayers being said every day. I have to decide if I am going to suggest subjects for prayer or if I am going to have a monthly intention list. I'll have to ask my folks. I don't want to bastardize their idea.

Today is another good day. I can stand up straight today, unlike yesterday :-) I have to pay bills though. It might not remain a good day :-P

God Bless anyone you reads this.

Been a long time

I had forgotten I had started this blog. I had such good intentions.

Well, today is a good day. I can hardly move and I am stuck in the house with infectious children and yet today is a good day. For the first time in awhile I have hope for the future. I have a plan to see part of my life become what I really want it to be. That is a good feeling. Today would have been better if I had been able to go to Church.

I want to read the writings of the Church fathers. Or at least read about the writings of the Church fathers. I say that because I have tried to read the writings of Augustine (one of my favorite saints) and I am simply not smart enough to manage it :-) So if anyone reads this and knows of any good books about the Church fathers or a readable writing of a Church father, let me know.

I have two projects I want to start. One is I want to start a special, intense prayer campaign praying for my brother to come back to the Church. I want to specifically pray for St. Monica's intervention since she knows a thing or two about praying for a loved one's soul :-) Second is a project my Papa wants me to start. He wants me to spread the word to have Catholic nurses and doctors pray the Hail Mary while washing their hands. It would make them wash their hands as long as required and that amount of prayer could change the world. I think I will start a Facebook page on the subject and see what I can do with that.

Well, I could promise that I am going to post more, but since that very well may be a lie, I will say I will try.

God Bless anyone who reads this.