Not A Cradle Catholic Vol.1


If you've been hanging around here for a while you probably know that I did not grow up Catholic. If you haven't read my conversion story yet, you should check it out. Faith has always been a huge part of my life and my decision to join the Catholic Church was the natural culmination of my childhood formation that I never saw coming.

Whenever I meet other converts I always want to ask them why they did it, what made them take that big step. I want to know if the Catholic Church surprised them as much as it did me.  So that's why this series is here. It's all about those of us who are NOT cradle Catholics. Why did we join up? What have we learned? Why is our perspective unique? I hope you'll follow along. Whatever your background, maybe there's something you can learn from us.

Thanks to all who so willingly participated and I hope you enjoy hearing their stories!

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Kelly is married to a man with the same name as her (yes really) and they have four darling daughters. She is expecting baby #5 in April and is told it's a boy! She lives in Nebraska, stays at home with her girls, and blogs about it on the side to help remember all the sweet moments of mothering. You can read about it at The Misadventures of Kelly and Kelly. You can also find her on Instagram


How long have you been a Catholic?

We (my husband and I) joined the Church in 2005 at Easter so a little over 10 years.

What were you before?

Lutheran.

What was your main motivation for entering the Catholic Church?

I look back on it now and I see that I was just drawn to the church. I especially wanted to be able to pray the rosary so I feel like Mary was calling me home. I started to question the validity of the Lutheran church splitting from the Catholic Church and when that fell apart it was easy to switch.

Which Church teachings were easy to accept and which were stumbling blocks?

NFP was the hardest. I told God that I could do anything except I would not do that. Until January of the year we were in RCIA and Christopher West came to town to speak. We went to the all day long talk and were convinced and immediately learned NFP.

Most of the things seemed pretty easy, which looking back must have been the grace of God and the Holy Spirit. I had lots of questions but the answers mostly just made sense and were easy to take.

Is there anything you miss from your pre-Catholic days?

I miss being the same denomination as my family.

Is there anything you really do NOT miss?

I can't think of anything. I was a pretty lukewarm Lutheran though.

In what ways (if any) has your relationship with Jesus changed since becoming Catholic?

My relationship is deeper, my prayer life is stronger. I have more trust I think.

What do you think Catholics can learn from our protestant brothers and sisters?

Love of scripture.

Biggest misconception non-Catholics have about Catholics?

That we worship Mary.

Favorite saint and saint quote?

Probably St. Theresa (and typing my answers on her feast day!) 

"The world's thy ship and not thy home."

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Sterling is a wife and mama to three girls under 5, lives in Boise, Idaho and is the host of the Coffee & Pearls show. As an adult convert, she had to discover Catholicism on her own. She is so in love with the truth and tradition of the Church that she dedicates her life to helping lukewarm Catholics discover the passion and joy of our great faith! She writes at Sterling Jaquith. Also find her on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Youtube.


How long have you been a Catholic?

I converted to Catholicism officially in 2010 but it took me two years to actually embrace and love my Catholic faith!

What were you before?

I was a very conservative Evangelical Protestant before. 

What was your main motivation for entering the Catholic Church?

I fell in love with a Catholic man and I didn't want to raise my children in a split-religious household.  I felt sure that God wanted me to marry this man so I decided that God must also want me to become Catholic!

Which Church teachings were easy to accept and which were stumbling blocks?

I easily accepted going to Mass every week and turning to the Saints for wisdom.  I struggled to understand why we had to practice Natural Family Planning and it took me a long time to understand the beauty and the power of Adoration and the rosary.  

Is there anything you miss from your pre-Catholic days?

I miss the bible studies and the scripture memorization which was so common among my Protestant friends.  I just don't see that happening as often with my Catholic friends.  We don't talk about Jesus as often. I miss the music too.  I would go to Protestant church and meet Jesus in song.  Now I love the true presence of Christ in the Mass but I wish more people joined in singing the hymns!

Is there anything you really do NOT miss?

I don't miss the hypocrisy.  I look back now and I see so many Protestants put on a smile and said JESUS but it's a culture built on bending the rules and choosing what you want out of Christianity. 

In what ways (if any) has your relationship with Jesus changed since becoming Catholic?

After consecrating myself to Jesus through Mary I feel so much closer to Him.  I feel as if knowing her has helped me to know Him better.  I love sitting and chatting with Him in Adoration.  I never experienced anything like that before. 

What do you think Catholics can learn from our protestant brothers and sisters?

Protestants have great confidence that they can convert people.  We should have that too!  We should try harder to inspire more people to become Catholic.  Yes, you do have to hook people with warm and fuzzies but we have all the good and true stuff to back up what we're saying!  We need to evangelize more and do it with joy!

Biggest misconception non-Catholics have about Catholics?

Two things!  One, Catholics aren't being forced to "have all the babies" like we're part of some brain washed club.  I always thought I'd only have two kids.  Now, after being Catholic and spending time with so  many bigger families, I see the love that those families share.  It's that love that has inspired me to want a bigger family.  Being Catholic has just opened my heart to sacrifice and to embracing love.  

Second, everything about Mary.  And that's been hard for me.  I now love Mary so much and she's such a big part of my life that I'm saddened by all the Protestants who leave her in the background and don't think about her much.  It's such a lost opportunity because she really is amazing and we don't worship her, we honor her as the mother of Christ, as we should!

Favorite saint and saint quote?

St. Therese has stolen my heart.  She is my favorite saint.  But my favorite quote is,

 "If you are what you should be, you will set the whole world ablaze!
St. Catherine of Sienna

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How long have you been a Catholic?

6 1/2 years (since March of 2009)

What were you before?

Lutheran

What was your main motivation for entering the Catholic Church?

It is a hard thing to put into words.  Growing up, I was pretty active in church activities and had lots of "friends" there.  But there was just something missing.  I went on my first Lifeteen retreat my senior year of high school (2007) with my best friend; after that, I started attending more youth group functions with her as well.  I felt a kind of peace and acceptance among those people that I had never felt in all my years growing up.  That level of acceptance made me look into the faith more - what did these people have that I had been missing all those years???

Which Church teachings were easy to accept and which were stumbling blocks?

I wouldn't say that anything was necessarily easy to accept for me, but I didn't have a lot of stumbling blocks either.  I was very lucky to be surrounded by people who were willing to listen to my concerns and answer my questions.  There were things that didn't always make sense to me, but I felt a peace that eventually I would understand them.  There are lots of things that I'm still learning to appreciate, even today! 

Is there anything you miss from your pre-Catholic days?

Having a common faith with my parents has been the hardest thing.  They were supportive of my decision to convert, but I think it is hard for all of us to not share that common bond anymore.  They attend Mass with us once a year (Christmas), which I am so grateful for, but it just isn't quite the same any more.  

Is there anything you really do NOT miss?

The traditions and rituals of the Catholic Church are just so beautiful and amazing to me!  I really don't feel like I'm missing anything from the faith that I grew up in because the Catholic faith offers so much more!  

In what ways (if any) has your relationship with Jesus changed since becoming Catholic?

I am by no means perfect or an expert when it comes to my relationship with Jesus, but I do feel like He became more real to me after becoming Catholic.  Growing up, we were never really taught how to have a relationship with Christ.  To me, He felt more like a distant character than someone to have a living, breathing relationship with.  Becoming Catholic made Him more real to me, making that relationship feel more attainable.  But it is always a work in progress.  

What do you think Catholics can learn from our protestant brothers and sisters?

The importance of community.  There were (are still are) lots of opportunities to gather and build community in the church that I grew up in.  That was the hardest thing coming into the Catholic Church - there wasn't an obvious group that I felt like I could belong to.  This could look different depending on the parish you attend or the city in which you live.  And there have been so many changes, even in the 6 short years that have passed since I became Catholic.  But, I think it is still an important thing to emphasize community - our faith is both personal and communal.  

Biggest misconception non-Catholics have about Catholics?

That our faith is weird, perhaps bordering on fanatical.  I didn't experience too much Catholic "bashing" growing up, but some of the stories I did hear seemed so ... odd.  Did Catholics really believe they were eating Jesus?!?  Once I learned more, Jesus' presence in the Eucharist became a beautiful thing, but when you only hear snippets of it, it all sounds very strange.  

Favorite saint and saint quote?

St. Michael & Blessed Mother Teresa

"If I ever become a saint - I will surely be one of 'darkness.'  I will continually be absent from Heaven - to light the light of those in darkness on earth."  
- Blessed Mother Teresa

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Introducing


Introducing

Beatrix Margaret
Born 10/11/15
8 lbs 15 oz, 21 inches long

We are all smitten with our little Trixie. I'm looking forward to sharing the birth story with you, but for now we are resting, rebuilding iron stores, and trying to postpartum like a boss

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on waiting

Last weekend we had a once in a generation occurrence of a total lunar eclipse. The nice thing about it was you didn't have to be up in the wee small hours of the morning to see it. Alex and I put Johnny down for bed as usual, then stepped out onto our side walk to see the shadow of our own earth just beginning to creep across the moon. We checked on it again about an hour later and saw the almost complete eclipse.


I was hoping that all this lunar activity would send my body into labor.  You always hear about women going into labor when there are crazy storms, and full moons.  Well, I guess I'm not one of those women. Nothing happened. I'm still here in my ever increasing state of discomfort.

The lunar eclipse made me realize though, I'm really just in the waiting phase now. Yes, technically a week until my due date, but it could be any time and I just have to be ready.

As I play this waiting game I've been thinking a lot about my days as a music major. When I was preparing my junior piano recital my teacher told me giving a recital was a lot like having a baby. The whole thing takes about 9 months to prepare. At first it seems so far off, like it will never come. As the event gets closer you begin to feel more uncomfortable, physically, mentally, whichever. And then those last few weeks are just agonizing, it's all your can think about. You're dreading it, but at the same time you can't wait to get it over with.  Giving the recital itself is just a blur and a whirlwind and before you know it it's over and you're not really sure how it happened.

As of now I have more experience giving recitals than I do having babies. But if there's anything learning and memorizing 45 minutes of music has taught me it's that the body has muscle memory. You've put in the time and you've prepared, and at some point you just have to trust yourself and trust that things will fall into place.

Even though my experience birthing Johnny is kind of a big dark blur, my body has done this before and my body will do it again. I'm actually beginning to get kind of excited about working with my body to make this delivery happen. I'm excited to meet our baby, I'm excited to nurse a newborn again.  I'm really excited to enjoy a big old glass of wine and sleep on my stomach too.

But until then, I'm just here. Waiting.


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What's In My Hospital Bag?


We have approximately 1.5 weeks to go before this baby comes. I'm telling myself it could be any day now.....but it could also be 3 weeks from now. Reeeeally trying to remind myself it really could be 3 weeks from now.  But I sure hope not.

In any case. I thought it was about time to think about what to bring to the hospital. I already tend to over pack and I also struggle with indecision, so trying to plan out what goes in my hospital bag has not been easy. I found these posts by Jacqui, Nell, and Gina to be really helpful and I think now my bag is in order.

First off, the bag:

 I have never had a nice over night bag. I've always just used whatever cast aside gym bags and totes I found lying around. But being *almost 30* has made me feel like getting my act together and getting some grown-up luggage. (For aaaall the traveling I do;)  Alex delivered by getting me this bag for my birthday. I love it. It's huge so I can over pack all I want. And the trip to the hospital will be her maiden voyage.

Inside the bag I have...

For Laboring:
My own night gown and robe to wear (both knee length)
socks
slippers
sports bra for (hopefully) water birth
plenty of hair ties and bobby pins, hair in my face is one of my biggest pet peeves.
lip balm, chapped lips is another pet peeve.
phone already synced with playlists, one classical, one acoustic-y folksy.
Hot/cold pack
healthy snacks for energy, granola bars, dried fruit, etc.
rosary, hoping to offer some intentions for loved ones.
journal, I've been keeping a list of scriptures to meditate on while laboring.
picture of Johnny, he's my inspiration.

For After delivery:
more socks
my own underwear, for when I'm done with the fun mesh ones.
two pairs of yoga pants, because you never know.
nursing bra
nursing tank
comfy open front sweater
presentable t-shirt to wear home
clean change of clothes for Alex
camera, to get some band spanking new baby photos
toiletries, including my own shampoo, conditioner, soap, and Alex's tooth brush
make-up bag

And while I've mentioned make-up bag and wanting to have real grown-up luggage....I have had the same make-up back for, oh....probably 15 years. Does anyone else remember this?


I think my aunt must have have gotten some Clinique samples, including this bag. She gave it to me when I was just a tween and I've used for my make up ever since. Until.....

A few week ago when I won this make-up bag as a prize at a bridal shower!


Going through my make-up, tossing out the old stuff I don't use, and putting everything in a nice new bag was such a cathartic experience. I feel like a new woman. If you need a little pick-me -up, I highly recommend a new make-up bag.

Ok, where were we? Oh yes, hospital bag. 

For the baby:
3 onesies
2 sleeper jammies
a couple of swaddling blankets
car seat, of course.
handmade hat. I'd love it if baby could wear a handmade hat home from the hospital.  I haven't actually made one for this purpose yet, so I suppose I should get on that. 

And while we are talking about stuff for the baby. I have been trying to not spend all of my money buying baby girl clothes off of Kidizen.  But I did find a set of darling Petunia Pickle Bottom onesies for a steal. Alex didn't believe me when I told him the brand name was Petunia Pickle Bottom, and still laughs out loud whenever I say. So I made sure one of those made it into the hospital bag.


Anything else you think I should have with me? There's still room in my enormous bag!

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Nesting. Knitting.


I love knitting. It's my creative outlet, my therapy, my stress reliever. Knitting is my love language. If I have knit you something, it means I love you.

I have been doing a lot of knitting this pregnancy. I think that knitting has replaced the usual pregnancy inclination of nesting. I've felt this great urgency to do all the knitting, before it's too late. So here's what I've done since this bun has been in the oven.

First there was this scarf. I actually started it long before I was pregnant, it was my project that I worked on between other projects. But I thought it was time to finish it up.


It currently lives in the Etsy Shop. We'll see if I don't keep it for myself once cold weather hits. 


Then I made a sweater for myself with some yarn that I bought over two years ago. 


I haven't been able to try it on yet, tummy too big. So I have no idea if it will look good. We'll see after the baby comes.


Then I made a sweater for baby girl out of the softest merino wool I have ever used.  It was heaven. 



I had some extra yarn, so, matching hat!


Then for some reason I felt like I really needed to knit/crochet some dish clothes. None of them turned out the same size. But I use them and they get the job done. 


This pink sweater for baby girl was supposed to be 6-12 months but came out so big Johnny could wear it now. So I guess she will wear it when she's 2?


Then I started feeling bad that baby girl was getting all the hand knits. So I made Johnny this sweater. I love it! And I was so excited for him to wear it this fall. Until....I tried it on him the other day and it almost comes down to his knees! I don't know how this happens. My things turn out way too big! So I guess it's next winter for this one too. 


Extra yarn means matching hat. The hat fits him now. So at least he can wear that this year.



I had extra pink yarn so I tried really hard to make a newborn sized sweater.  I think it's pretty good size-wise and I'm really hoping baby girl will be able to wear it right away.


Oh, and I love the buttons.


Then I made a bunch of baby hats.  They may go in the Etsy shop or they may end up being gifts. We'll see.





Then I realized I still haven't made anything for Alex! Poor Alex. I'm currently working on this sweater for him.  I'm about half way done and need to crank it out before the baby gets here.

Winter is such a great time for knitting.  I'm hoping I can still get some done after baby comes.  But in case I can't you know what I'll be doing for the next 2 weeks!

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Preparing for Labor After a Traumatic Birth


My belly is getting huge. Even the maternity clothes I have are starting to feel snug. I bend over to pick up something off the floor, setting off the tightness of a Braxton Hicks contraction. My body is preparing to give birth. My hips and ligaments are loose and stretchy, my belly is riding low, so that when I sit I can literally feel the baby sitting on my lap. I'm too uncomfortable to sleep, my body's subtle way of reminding me what sleepless nights with a newborn are like. 

I know my body is preparing to give birth, but I can't seem to get my mind to follow. Even though my first baby was born over two years ago, I can't seem to get the 50 hours of labor and 5 hours of pushing out of my head. Not to mention the sickening feeling of having my son rushed to the NICU when he was just one day old.  All these memories have me shoving thoughts about labor and delivery to the back of my mind. I'm very excited to have another baby, but don't really want to think about having another baby.

How do you approach labor and delivery after going through a very traumatic one?

For me it's been something like this:

After Johnny was born and the dust had settled the OB came in told me that the next one wouldn't be this hard, and I shouldn't let this experience discourage me from having other kids

crickets.

And then, Don't even talk to me about having other kids. Don't. Even. 

Over the course of the next year I went from feeling like I could never have another baby, to feeling like I could, but would just induce and have an epidural right away, to finally feeling like I would attempt natural childbirth again.

Key word being attempt.  I'm not trying to prove anything to anyone, and if things aren't going well I will have no trouble calling in the anesthesiologist.

But the truth is, I'd like to prove to myself that I can deliver a baby naturally. Partly because I think it's good to avoid unnecessary medical expenses, but more so because I believe we, women, are capable of doing it. Sometimes things don't go well, and when that's the case I'm thankful for modern medicine. But I'd kind of like to do things the way countless generation of women before me have done them.

So now it's game time. One month to go. I'm acknowledging that I'm scared to give birth again, but I'm also doing things to help myself prepare for it.

First off, we are changing locations. The hospital where Johnny was born is a beautiful hospital with wonderful labor and delivery nurses. But through nobody's fault, we had a terrible experience there, and now there's bad juju. So we will be delivering at a different hospital, with a beautiful mother-baby center and that is connected to a level IV NICU and the children's hospital where Johnny had his second, third, and fourth surgeries. Lord willing we won't be needing the NICU this time around, but it gives some peace of mind knowing it's just an elevator ride away. New hospital = new start.

In addition to switching locations, I decided to switch from an OB to a midwife and I feel SO GOOD about this decision. I'm going to a small clinic, only four midwives, and they only deliver at one hospital. They have all said that they want this birth to be redemptive, and that they want to advocate for me. They know I'm nervous and that I haven't ruled out medication, and they're ok with that. I'm already feeling more confident and assured knowing that they will be with the entire time I'm at the hospital.

We are also using a doula this time around. When I was pregnant with Johnny I specifically decided against a doula because I thought Alex and I had everything under control and a doula would be an invasion of privacy and an extra body in the room. We had done Bradley Method childbirth classes, and while they were great and we learned a lot, I think they gave a false sense of confidence.  We thought we were prepared for something we had never experienced.  Maybe if it I had had a textbook labor we would have been able to handle it on our own, but 50 hours? I don't think anything could have prepared us for that. I think a doula or a midwife would have helped us get past some of the humps, or helped us see earlier that things were not going well, and would have helped me make the decision sooner to get some help.

We've met with our doula a couple times now to talk about the up-coming labor.  Aside from helping me process Johnny's birth a little more she has helped me realize that I really have been avoiding thinking about this birth.  I think I've been telling myself that it's not a big deal because it's not my first. But it is a big deal.  Childbirth, however you go about it, is a huge feat! It is always a big deal and it's ok, even good, to treat it as such in your mind.

So I have been preparing, physically by trying to eat well (sugar, you are my kryptonite), getting enough sleep, and trying (emphasis on trying) to exercise, because after delivering Johnny every muscle in my body was sore.  Muscles I didn't even know I had were sore. I'm convinced childbirth is the ultimate insanity workout, and the more in shape you are for it, the better.

I've been preparing mentally.  I'm borrowing Ina May's Guide to Childbirth from my friend Jacqui who said reading positive birth stories really helped her prepare for labor. I'm finding them to be so encouraging. I'm thinking about music I might want to listen to, or snacks I might want to eat while laboring. I'm using visualization, which is something I used a lot in my music major days. But now instead of visualizing a good performance, I'm visualizing dealing with contractions in a non-freak out way.


I've also been preparing spiritually. I don't stop and think often enough about the miracle of life and how amazing it is that God lets us assist in creation. I think birth has a spiritual side to it, so I have been gathering scriptures to meditate on over these next few weeks. I've had Psalm 139 memorized since I was in grade school, but focusing on it through the lens of labor and delivery has made it new and profound. I've also been lifting up this birth in prayer, and simply telling God I'm excited, and I'm scared, and asking for His protection. One thing my past experience has taught me for certain is that whatever happens I will be able to handle it, with His grace.

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august recap

If I've been a little quiet over here it's because Alex has been on break and I have been way too busy enjoying time with my husband to even think about blogging.

But now he's back in school, so, hello internet, my dear friend!

Here's what happened over break: Alex had three weeks off and our time-allocation plan was as follows:

Week 1; do as many house projects as possible.
Week 2: do as many social things as possible.
Week 3: veg out and watch as much Netflix as possible.

And we stuck to the plan pretty well!

During week 1 we got some yard work done, cleaned out and organized three closets, organized Johnny's baby clothes, set aside everything gender neutral for baby-girl, and put everything into nice stacking bins instead of garbage bags.

Before:


After:


 And we completely re-did the bar situation in our dining room. I have been dreaming about doing this for months. We had a very cute but very rickety wine rack that Johnny would shake until the wine glasses came flying off and pull the wine bottles off and roll them around on the floor. We've had to take everything breakable off of it, and in the end it was just a catch-all for junk.


Now (thanks to Ikea) we have wall mounted shelves that are completely out of Johnny's reach and that make us look a little more like lushes than is actually accurate. I love it.



Also, while Alex was putting up all the shelves I was assembling our Ikea impulse buy: a little table and chairs set for Johnny. When Johnny realized that I had "built" him a chair he was so impressed that he clapped for me.  Thank you, Ikea, for making me feel like the coolest mom on the block.


During week 2 we took a mini road trip to the Shrine of Our Lady of Guadalupe  in La Crosse, WI. with our friends Ian and Jacqui. It was the perfect distance to travel with babies. The site of the shrine was so scenic and beautiful, and our 2-days-apart toddlers had a blast with each other running around outside and splashing in the hotel pool. All in all, a great success. Jacqui has tons more beautiful pictures on her blog, so check it. 







I also had my birthday during week 2 so we saw some family and I celebrated with a few girlfriends.

Week 3 was great. We watched (all of) The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt on Netflix. It was pretty funny. It also felt strangely familiar, like I knew it from somewhere else, Then I saw Tina Fey's name on the producer's credit and it all made sense. If you like 30 Rock then you will like Kimmy Schmidt.

After that we started watching House of Cards. I usually can't handle the kind of shows where the protagonists are actually just really terrible people, but this is one is so interesting (also not gory like Breaking Bad) that I can handle it.  Alex and I have also had some good moral discussions about our sinful natures and a person's capacity for good vs. evil, which helps me digest everything. It is still pretty depressing so if you're looking for a pick me up, go back to Kimmy Schmidt.

We made it through the first season of House of Cards before classes resumed, so now our progress will be really slow. Maybe an episode on Sundays if we are lucky. Since I'm waiting for Alex to continue House of Cards I needed a show to watch by myself, and Foyle's War is not disappointing. Netflix has been suggesting it to me forever, and I finally took the bait. It's SO the opposite of House of Cards. Our hero searches for truth and always does the right thing. Every episode has a satisfying (though sometimes a little sad, as it is set in WWII) ending. It's pretty slow paced, which is perfect for me because I like to knit while I watch and that's hard to do if there's a lot of action to keep up with.

Well, this post has turned into mostly TV commentary so I'll quit now. Johnny and I are doing just fine on day 2 without Alex. But I'm sure a tearful, venting session of a post will be coming your way before too long. Just hang in there.


(Here's a photo Alex took of Johnny and me searching for tomatoes in our jungle of a garden.)

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30 before 30

Yesterday marked the beginning of the end of my 20's (read: I turned 29 yesterday). I always get very nostalgic over passing milestones and life chapters and things like that, so I'm feeling a little sentimental over being in the last year of my twenties. My twenties have been great! It was my decade of change, falling in love, becoming a mom.

What will my thirties be? I have no idea, but whatever it is will probably be a little more grown up. Maybe there's a few more things I need to do before I turn 30 to make sure I'm really ready for it. Maybe it's this feeling combined with my love of to-do lists and goal-setting that I have felt the need to make a list of things I'd like to accomplish before I turn 30. I have no idea how many of these I will actually get to in the next year. But it's good to be ambitious, right? It never hurts to aim high. So here goes. I'll let you know how I did one year from now. 

In no particular order:

1. Learn to shoot in manual focus
2. Get a pair of Birkenstocks
3. Have Johnny do a night away
4. Go away for a night with just Alex
5. Make a sweater for everyone in my (immediate) family
6. Read Brideshead Revisted
7. See the Minnesota Orchestra
8. Organize the pantry
9. Purge baby clothes
10. Purge my own clothes
11. Learn to like beer
12. Do an organized, out of the house activity (ie: painting class, piano lessons)
13. Go to the Red Cow
14. Have a regular girls night
15. Buy no new yarn until I have gotten through my current yarn stash
16. Be a part of a Bible study
17. Take some yoga classes
18. Do a weekly holy hour
19. Do a weekly rosary
20. Reread Harry Potter
21. Be more patient
22. Have a good labor and delivery experience
23. Plant some cherry trees
24. Read more
25. Spend less
26. Back up all the pictures on my computer
27 Join a Well Read Mom group
28. Practice piano regularly
29. Develop a good habit of daily prayer
30. Harvest the compost


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