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I was really proud of all the kids. They came out of their shells and really performed! Well, my kids all come naturally shell -less due to their mom's big mouth but the rest of the kids really came around - I was impressed. We won't be returning this semester sadly. This pregnancy has really got me sick sick sick. I just need a break from the "running around" until I feel better. It's a shame though, 'cause my kids(especially Morgan and Mary) really liked being with the other kids and sharing the school experience. That's the one thing I due feel badly about at times. In the best of circumstances there can be a great "team spirit" when a group of peers gets together to do something or achieve some goal. It's been a long, lonely, dark winter. We don't get out much and that leaves it just us - just me and my four to "bond" together. Thankfully spring is just around the corner and soon we'll be out more and seeing familar faces once again.



How sad that the mom wearing the ultrasound picture feels she did something heroic...black is white and bad is good. Everything is turned upside down these days... Women don't see their ability to have children as a privilege but rather a tool to use to produce a commodity. If the commodity will bring a good "return" on the market, then I will choose to suffer the burden of pregnancy. If the commodity cannot live up to its potential "value" then I can terminate it and just "produce" another one...We have become machines who produce instead of the dignified women the feminist claim we should be treated as. Instead of RAISING our dignity and our command for respect, they have turned us into EXACTLY what they have claimed they are fighting all along - OBJECTS who can be used for pleasure and then discarded. Can't they see that this illusion of "choice" has objectified them MORE not LESS? AH! It is so frustrating...Open the eyes of their hearts Lord and let them see rightly. Amen.
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Our Lady of Guadalupe help us to embrace each little one that is sent to us no matter what the circumstances. When life is difficult - help us. When we are afraid - comfort us. When we begin to despair - show us your Son - Jesus - for He is Mercy itself. Mother of all Mothers help all women to see motherhood as an awesome mystery and miracle. Amen
http://mydomesticchuch.blogspot.com and scroll down until you find a photo of a soldier holding a small girl against him in a chair. The attached story is touching. Personally I feel that our military men are some of the last good men we've got left in this country! I get very defensive of all the criticism they seem to unfairly be subjected to. Whatever your position may be on the Iraq situation - our soldier ARE doing more GOOD than bad. They are honorable men in a less than honorable world to say the LEAST!
These three pics are from some of the anti-war rallies that take place. Notice the hatred of Jews, the self-loathing, and the real agenda which is not to negotiate but to conquer us - the Infidels! The spineless socialists and psuedo - commies that attend these rallies are signing their own death warrants by joining the ranks of those who at the first opportunity would sooner cut off their heads than "TOLERATE" their hedonism and self indulgence.