Thursday, July 22, 2010

Published!


Almost two and a half years after her birth-day!


A long time ago, I had used this blog to write about my experience with Addie's birth. Some people suggested that I try to have it published. I finally got around to investigating that the other month. I received the good news that Fidelia's Sisters accepted my submission for publication. They publish an e-zine through the Young Women's Clergy Project, which is funded by the Lily Foundation. This is my second publication with them. The last one focused on the spirituality of breastfeeding. This one is entitled Calvinism and Contractions; it explores the extent to which God intervenes, or not, in labor and delivery.

Here is the link to the article, which was published today.

http://www.youngclergywomen.org

Monday, July 19, 2010

A day of firsts!



Josiah falls asleep as on his own without any rocking!



He tries his hand at sitting-up in the high chair and appreciates the view.



Addie made a disgusting mess during quiet time in her crib, which involved cleaning the walls, the sheets, blankets, and her. The positive side was hanging up the beautiful name banner from Colette. Nothing like some poopy walls to motivate you to put something else on them.



Adelaide was moved to a bed so that she could get up and use the bathroom and to make way for the newest duckling who will be her roommate.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Mommy becomes Martha and goes back to work

Here is a copy of my sermon on the Martha and Mary story. It is rather apropos considering my stage of life. Josiah managed with a bottle and a sitter for the three hours I was gone. I came home to find the whole household alive and well!


For too long, this wonderful and rich--and quite radical--story about Mary and Martha has been reduced to demonizing an important attribute of womanhood. Service. Whether we like it or not, whether we think it is biological or sociological, whether we think it is nature or nurture, or whether we think it just is... The fact of the matter is that, we women, serve others. Now here is an important statement that I want you all to hear. Men serve, and are called to serve as well. There is no denying that. And, in fact, as Christian people, we are all called to serve. But, for a few minutes, please indulge me as I examine this thread of service that is unique to some aspects of womanhood.

I had my third child at the end of April--a little boy named Josiah. Now as the third baby, he probably has received the short end of the stick thus far. You know, hand-me-down clothes, worn sheets, spit-up stained car seat, and not enough alone time with mom. But, even so, I serve him night and day. Yes, diapers changed, rocked in my arms, carried in my sling, and fed. Yes, fed, whenever the little guy demands it. In fact, I wasn't sure if this sermon would ever come to fruition because Josiah would force me to type with one hand as I tried to nurse him at the same time. But, a basic fact of being a mom is serving others. Sometimes that service is an absolute joy and sometimes that service is drudgery, but it is service. To steal from Bruce Springsteen I have the words in my head "Baby you were born to serve."

So, it seems terribly unfair that Martha, in her moment of service is always pegged and plagued as the deficient sister. The sister who has the long to do list. The sister who remembers to pick-up everything at the grocery store. The sister who has ironed cloth napkins on her festive table and has baked a homemade berry cobbler. The sister who not only anticipates the needs of her guests, but also their likes. Outside of the Mary/Martha dichotomy this type of behavior is known as hostess behavior. This type of behavior is welcoming. This type of behavior is Christian service. Why is it then that Martha is typecast as the "this worldly character and Mary as the "other worldly" character?

Well, when we look at Luke's portrayal of this scenario in a cursory way, we see Jesus admonish Martha with these famous words, " Martha, Martha you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her." It even appears that out Lord and Savior falls into that dichotomous view of these wonderful sisters. Are they just caricatures of action and contemplation to him?

If we dig a bit closer, we'll see that there is another way to see this story. For one, let's establish that these women are friends of Jesus. Let's remember that in the time of Jesus, women were not accorded special status, let alone the status of friendship to wise teachers, such as Jesus. Second, let's remember where this story comes in the gospel narrative. If you were in church last week, you heard that famous story, that only appears in the Gospel of Luke, of the Good Samaritan. People of Samaria were even farther down the social ladder than Jewish women. And yet, in that story Jesus tells the story of a Samaritan who aids a wounded person on the road to Jericho. The Samaritan, the outcast, is the hero of the story. And Jesus parting words in that parable to his followers is, "Go and do likewise."
Go and do likewise, he says. And then in the next story he tells Martha just the opposite. He says don't go and do, but, rather, stop here and sit. I don't know about you, but to me it sounds like Jesus is telling us two different things. On the one hand, he is telling us to go and save the wounded traveler on the road to Jericho. In his next breath, he says, we should stop and smell the roses. What is a woman to do? What should she believe? How should she live?

Christ Church has a Moms' group. Its mission is to help women, especially with young kids, help one another so that we may become better disciples of Jesus. What's unique about this group is that we function as Martha and Mary so that we can become better Mary's. Most of us can't really do a lot of contemplative prayer. We are up early. We are making lunches. We are running out the door. No, time for praying the Daily Office in the wee hours of the morning. But, the Moms' group sets aside a time once a month where we gather for study, prayer, and Compline--with childcare. The Martha side of discipleship manifests in meals made for mothers with new babies, in projects supporting the Domestic Violence Center, and our busy, everyday lives. But, here we get to sit at Jesus' feet and lose our distractions for a while. We are Martha and Mary as a group of women disciples.

Both Martha and Mary are disciples of Jesus. We know this because Jesus is Martha's friend and is welcomed into her house. The story of Mary and Martha is a short one in which Mary never speaks. Then Martha is the one who invites Mary into her home. Martha makes it possible for Mary to sit and listen to the words of Jesus. Martha enables Mary to live into her gifts as the incense burning, Birkenstock wearing, quiet listener to the word, Jesus. Isn't the gift of this story that Jesus makes disciples of women? That Jesus shows that women are not only worthy, but can hear and proclaim the word of God? And isn't Martha a gift to Mary? Through Martha, Mary is enabled to know Jesus better than most other people in the Gospel of Luke? The only other person who has a more intimate spot with Jesus is the woman who washes his feet with her hair and anoints him with nard.

Women supporting women. Women serving women. Women being served by the word of Jesus, so, we can, in turn, "Go and do likewise." Yes, Jesus chided Martha, but he was reminding us that life in his kingdom, his household, is a life both of service and of silence. A life of servitude and solitude. A life in which there are two parts. We women, and we Christians, must always "Go and do likewise" but it is the word of God, the word of Jesus, that sends us forth. We, too, must make time to sit, so that we can live to serve.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Summer Haircuts




Here they are admiring their new summer do's...

Flat Stanley







While I mentioned the challenges these two siblings have with each other, they also play amazingly well together when they want to. Elias has just been introduced to the Flat Stanley series and we have gotten them out of the library. In the book we are reading there are some "sneak thieves" who try to steal art while Flat Stanley pretends to be a piece of artwork himself. He blows the whistle and the sneak thieves get caught. Last night, Elias took a rubber band and a Trader Joe sticker and made his own rendition of sneak thief wear. He got Adelaide to join in the trickery. They snuck around the house together thick as thieves.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Darwinism already?





ELIAS: The other day, Elias got on a dinosaur thread. He started to ask me if bugs were here back when dinosaurs were here. I said, yes. He then paused and asked, if Jesus was here before dinosaurs or after dinosaurs. Of course, I wasn't sure if he meant the man, Jesus, or if God had always been here. I explained that God had always existed even before the dinosaurs, but Jesus was a man who lived long after the dinosaurs. He seemed content to know that Jesus didn't get to pet the dinosaurs.

Adelaide: Upon receiving a wonderful package of new underwear from my mother, Adelaide held them up and looked at them. Then she exclaimed, "These underwear are big like yours Mommy." Nothing like your stick of a daughter to remind you of your place in the world.

Josiah: Last night as Eli was getting into bed, I was carrying Jed up to the third floor for one last feed (fingers crossed.) Elias asked, "Why does Josiah get to stay up later than me?" After I chuckled I said, "Because he hasn't had his supper yet." That explanation worked well. Sibling rivalry already. I always remember my mom saying, "Everything can't be 50/50 and I was braced to say, "Everything can't always be 331/3 can it, Eli?"

Bastille Day




















Last night, after a day of rain, we got out to storm the "Bastille." Of course, Elias was very taken with the idea of a guillotine. Adelaide loved joining in the procession and Josiah was not overly impressed. It was a fun evening and one of the many original events held in our hometown.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

10 weeks old






Our little guy has really filled out. He is laughing as well as smiling these days, even with his ongoing cold and booger issues. The past two nights have been good--as he only fed once! Daytime sleep is sketchier. He still prefers to be sleeping on a chest or in a sling rather than in a crib or flat surface. Luckily, he does sleep flat at night and is doing well with it. He is till aored by his siblings and he tolerates their love well.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Darth Vader Appears During Quiet Time



Here is Darth Vader complete with shin guards and the hat of Mr. Potato Head as apparati. Fun!

Back at the SpaceShip...





While we were at the ER, Elias and Adelaide were blasting of into space. With the used diaper boxes, the kids found a new way to play space. Elias took the kitchen timer and set it. When it rang, they blasted off into space. These faces were the highlight of my day.

ER's become our 2nd home



Josiah and I traveled safely together on Tuesday boarding two planes and taking two two hour car rides. He also sat through a Memorial Service and spent the night in a new pack n play. Despite the sadness of the event, it was good travel. However, I was worried that he could pick-up something after having had a cold for about four weeks. Wouldn't you know, Friday morning he woke-up to nurse and screamed. I picked him up and he was on fire. The temperature under his arm was 102--and you are supposed to add a degree if it is ancillary. He continued to fuss and scream on and off for the next hour or so. I gave him the last drop of Tylenol we had from back when the other kids used those droppers. Our pediatrician has a drop in hour in the morning before they open, which is wonderful. We were the first patient seen and the dr's referred us off to the ER because of the high fever. Apparently, in babies under 3 months high fevers can be a sign of all kinds of bacterial infections.

So, off we trudged to the Bryn Mawr Emergency room where Elias was about six weeks ago. The event was a wee bit traumatic for both of us. He had to get blood drawn. They had a very hard time finding a vein and when they did they didn't get enough blood. So, they had to go at it again with him on the other arm. Then they put in an opening for an IV in case he needed one. Finally, they put a bag over his diaper area so they could collect urine. None of these procedures were seamless, but I had to keep reminding myself that we were lucky he was a kid who didn't have to have this done on a regular basis. His poor arm, though, was so small that the IV piece almost covered the whole thing. We arrived there around 8:30. By noon, we got the news that he just had a viral infection and some time after one o-clock he was unplugged and released.

I had planned to go to the DMV that afternoon in hopes I could get a new licence quickly right before the holiday weekend. (Our insurance company is threatening to drop me because I haven't switched over to a PA license, even though my Wisconsin is valid until 2015.) I made it over there only to discover I needed utility bills in my name to establish residency. Not sure how we will swing that as our utility bills are paid by the church. I think we can use tax returns, though.

Finally, after the other kids were in bed I ran over to CVS to get infant Tylenol. I couldn't find any and was told it had all been recalled. Yikes. Luckliy, we found the generic brand, which was fully in stock and his fever broke today. Needless to say, we are hoping for a very uneventful holiday weekend.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Spaghetti faces





Last Saturday, at the pool, Daddy jumped in the water with his cell phone. Luckily, these pictures were retrieved. They are a series of Addie and her famous spaghetti faces!