Mary, May, and Mother's Day

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A few years ago I wrote some rosary meditations for Mother's Day for my mom and my wife. Many have enjoyed them so I wanted to share them with you all. The meditations are in a three-fold PDF flyer format for downloading. The Joyful Mysteries of the Rosary for Mother's Day * please disregard the website and phone number on the front of the flyer * feel free to copy and distribute Did you enjoy this post? Never miss a blog post from James M. Hahn by following now.   My new book of cryptogram puzzles " Secret Messages from the Saints " is available now.    Click here to read more from James M. Hahn - Blog - Books  - Fiction Check out his ongoing memoir about life with his special-needs daughter. Our Giant Wall Rosaries are a perfect addition to your prayer corner, chapel, or classroom. * Contains affiliate links. No, that doesn't mean that the kids should leave the room. Rather, it means that if you click on a link, and if you purchase something, I may get
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What gets me out of bed.

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There are many things that can get me up, out of bed and moving. Now, I am not talking about rising early to go deer hunting or work on a book I'm writing. And I am not talking about the smell of bacon in the skillet. I am talking about those life happenings that can wake you from a dead sleep and set you on your merry, foggy-eyed way.

For instance, if Nicole told me that she heard glass shatter and someone talking in the basement at 3 AM I probably get up. Of course I'd listen for a moment trying to explain the noise away and then if I couldn't, I'd grab my gun, the phone, and see what has happening.

Last night Nicole very gently woke me up at around 11:30 and asked me ever so sweetly if I would help her clean up the vomit on the sheets on the futon. #3 had thrown up in the night and didn't even know it. As we were cleaning up, he was sleeping soundly.

However, even this incident doesn't get me out of bed like the sound of #3 telling his mom or me that "he's cold". This "I'm cold" statement almost always proceeds vomiting. So even if I am in the deepest of sleep I will awake at these words and be half way across the room before he finishes the final syllable.

Okay, yes, you guessed it, the plague has come to the Hahn house. It started with #1 on Friday and he is still lying around the house aching. Then it went to #2 who didn't feel good on Sunday when I took him to work with me. Then the episode last night with #3. #4 was whining around all evening so I'm just waiting for the other .....well...stuff to drop.

Of course I always have to have a little fun with it all since rarely does this stuff affect me (prevention is the best medicine, that and Maker's Mark!). So, today I was coming up with names for the ummm, well......vomit vessels, barf buckets, puke pails, spew space....add your own if you like in the comment section;-)

Sorry but you don't know what it's like here!!!!!!! Okay, some of you do.

By the way, prayers for Catherine would be appreciated. She is going for hearing tests tomorrow and possibly tubes in her ears.

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Emily said…
Of course, prayers for Catherine. :)
You could always get super-technical and call them "emesis basins," which is what they're called in a hospital setting. We actually have some of those at our house.
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