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A little about me

Ok, a little about me. I am new to this whole blogging thing, but I love the outlet, and being a writer at heart, versus as an occupation....this allows the best of both worlds: Meaning, I get to stay at home with my kids, and write in my free time as topics inspire.

So I am a mother of five. Yes, I wrote five, no joke. In this day and age, five might seem crazy, and I admit there are times, when I wonder where all these little ones came from. I have my oldest at 8 and my youngest as 7 months, and the others fall in between. I guess when it comes down to it, I figure, I never want to regret not having a family, and as a woman, our time is so short. So by God's good Grace, and my hero husband also wanting a big family, we have five.....and one day, only God knows, perhaps there will be sixth. We are open.

Now that I have mentioned my hero husband - we have been married for 11 years, mostly blissful. As any other couple will tell you, struggles come and go, but the commitment remains the same, until death do us part. And I have to mention having the five children, teaches the lessons to them and me and my husband about sacrifice, service, unconditional love, respect and loyalty. It just might be the very fact that the children have taught us these great lessons that will assist solidifying our marriage each and every day.

I call him my Hero Husband, HH for short, - as I see so many posters write DH, and I am unsure what that means, but I have a feeling it's negative! And so my HH, is my hero. No, he's not in the military, not serving our country in Iraq, but he is still my Hero. Why? He goes to work everyday, braves the world, fights the injustice, and immorality he sees....He conquers. For me. Just for me. Yes, for our family, yes for our children, yes for the paycheck to pay our bills, ....but really it's for little ol' me. And that's a Hero.

So my HH and I have created this little family of our own, and plow through life one day at a time, praying for that all so allusive virtue of patience. Yes, as a family we do pray. We are Catholic, and you should know it so that future posts make more sense. Honestly, there seems to be a stigma to say the name of your faith. It's much more fashionable to say, I am more spiritual than religious....sounds better right? Well, I refuse to give in to what's "in", and simply put it, we are Catholic, and proud to call ourselves it.

So here I am remaining sane in an insane world, thinking and posting as the need demands.

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