It's hard to be sick

Okay, I admit it... I waited WAY too long to see the doctor.  Moms have this uncanny ability to take care of everyone and completely forget themselves.  That was me.  

I knew that I was sick last week... blew it off to being "just a head cold"... but then there was the blowing and hacking of yellow stuff.. but I figured it would pass... and then the stuff started draining from my ears, and I began to wake up in the morning with clothes that felt like I had put them on out of the washing machine...  I'm sure that all of you moms know this experience...  the whole "I can get through this" mantra.  But, then my husband threatened to drag me kicking and screaming if I didn't go to see my doctor (who happens to be my best girlfriend... but that's another post).

So, I went to see Dr. Trish.. and sure enough, I'm sick.  I mean, REALLY sick!  She keeps looking in difference places of my head and saying "Eww" and "Ick!" and "I don't think I've seen something that bad in a while..."  Nice.  

I'm finally on the antibiotics and steroids... and the steroid shot they gave me at the office... and the inhaler because apparently I'm wheezing as well.  Yeah, I'm sick... and that was just yesterday.

Any chance that I've had a moment today to let myself BE sick?  Yeah, right!  Up at the crack of dawn... in my drenched clothes... and getting the kids fed and dressed and myself showered and dressed and fed and medicated... and then getting my husband to work, the kids to school and myself briefly to the Tribunal office to sign some papers... then it's off to the thrift store to find things for my kids' and husband's costumes for tomorrow...  then it's back to Sabina's school for her Halloween party... and then it's home to start on laundry, picking up the house and supper... then the screaming two year old wakes up from her nap... and did I mention that my house smelled like cat pee? So, I had to figure that mess out... and then ... and then... and then...

The good news is, Dr. Trish just called and all of the blood tests that she ran on me came back in decent order... a couple of glitches, but nothing that can't be fixed...  but it doesn't change the fact that I'm sick...

And tomorrow's not looking much better... I have Alex's class Halloween party, because I'm one of the class moms and I'm running the party... and then there's trick or treating tomorrow night...  Oh, and did I mention that there's a craft fair at our parish on Sunday and I have a table and I have like 40 crayon rolls to make before then????  

I want to curl up in a ball and cry... but, I'm the mom.  That's just not gonna happen until I pass out sometime on Monday.

Anyone relate to this???

Apparently, I rock!

For those of you who have young daughters, you know that yesterday was the opening day of "High School Musical III," and given that I am the mother of a six year old daughter, I was reminded daily that the 24th was the opening day of said movie.  So, being the hip mama that I am, I was sure to get the tickets WAY in advance, online, and made sure that we were able to see the movie on opening day, if for no other reason than to get my six year old to stop pestering me about said movie.  

I have to admit that I was looking forward to going.  The movies have been exceptionally cute and clean and overall fun to watch.  We even went and saw the traveling Broadway show of the first edition when it came through town (I won tickets through a local moms website).  

We got to the theater and went to the little computer that prints out your tickets if you have bought them online in advance, which was nice given the lines outside of the theater.  However, that was just the first of several lines, apparently.  It has been a LONG time since I've been to an opening day movie, I guess, because I had forgotten what it could be like.  Fortunately, we got there early enough to get our severely overpriced popcorn and drinks and still be far enough ahead in the line beside the actual theater where our movie was going to be shown so that we were able to get our choice of seats when we got inside the theater.  I don't know that I've ever seen so many kindergarten through third grade girls with their parents in my life!  It was crazy! It was like everyone born female between 2000 and 2003 was there.  

And the movie did not disappoint!  It was cute! It was fun!  My six year old danced in her seat throughout a great majority of the movie.  I even caught her sniffling and almost crying at points, and when I asked if she was okay, she said "It's just so sad, Mommy!"  It was adorable!  

My favorite part?  Just spending that time with my daughter.  She is just so happy that we got to go to the movie.  She feels special, and that's all I really wanted.  And as we left the theater, my daughter looked up at me with her perfect blue eyes and said, "Thanks for taking me to see this movie, Mom!  It was the best!  You rock!"

Just for starters

Just for starters... 

My name is Jacqui and I'm just your regular, average Catholic mom.  I'm married to a great guy, named Keith, and I have two really adorable daughters, Alexandra (Alex) and Sabina (Bina).  We live in a pretty average town and we live a pretty average life. :)  But, I think of myself as pretty fun and witty (but then, who doesn't right?).  

I've got a law degree and a canon law degree.  I work from home as a canon lawyer doing canonical consulting for various dioceses.  I've also had an "ask the canonist" column in the Catholic women's magazine "Canticle".  I've just finished the initial draft of a book on marriage and nullity in the Catholic Church with my regular writing partner, Pete Vere.  Hopefully we can get that to the publisher before they start hunting Pete down....  

However, I've also got a strong creative streak (not that canon law can't be creative... but that's another post...).  I'm "crafty"...  I make tutus, hair bows, woven headbands, "pretty ugly" dolls, scrapbooks and anything else that interests me at the moment.  

I go through the same things that everyone else goes through on a daily basis...  Body issues, insecurities about being a wife and mother, worries about finances, and questions about my faith and direction in life.  It's in this daily living that I think there is room for us to talk about life, i.e. life from the perspective of a hip, Catholic mom!

I want to use this blog to talk about everything that we, as Catholic moms, face in our lives.  I want to talk about being parents and spouses.  I want to talk about being Catholic Christians.  I want to talk about being a woman.  I want to talk about being crazy, sexy and cool! 

So, other hip Catholic mamas out there - let's let our voices be heard!