A WIWS post

WIWS 2-28

Many thanks to Katherine for taking the photo. Apologies for the closed eyes… for some reason I thought it would be a better idea to stand looking into the sun. Oh well ūüôā

The outfit details:
Shoes – back there behind me. It was warm out. I don’t like shoes, so they were off when we came home
{Total side note: I tend to take my WIWS photos¬†after we get home from church, since it’s usually not rushed or anything, but I find that it often leaves me shoe-less}
Skirt – Super comfy long maternity skirt that doesn’t necessarily require tights
Top – Somewhat comfy maternity top. Purple for Lent!
Sweater – Non maternity, kinda too small, but still comfy and nice enough to wear to Mass
Belly: 36 weeks 3 days

There’s also a little necklace, and if you’re looking for technicalities I wore my hair in a pony tale and under a veil during Mass.

Also for reference, I have taken a few pictures over the last few weeks, but never blogged them, so here they are:


I know we’re already three weeks into Lent and all, and to be honest I don’t have a ton of thoughts to put out on the internet this year. I think I knew coming into this year that I wouldn’t be “doing” much. This is the first time I’ve been on this end of pregnancy for Lent and it’s come with a special sort of difficulty and much discomfort. So I’ve found myself trying to offer those things as my sacrifice this year. Taking the “easy” way out? Maybe. But this is what I can manage.

I also keep thinking about a song that was played during Advent: Almost There by Michael W Smith {link to youtube video}

The lyrics are:

Mary, full of innocence
Carrying the Holy prince
You’re almost there, you’re almost there
Mother of the Living Word
Trusting in the voice you heard
You’re almost there, you’re almost there

You’re almost where the angels see
Redemption’s plan unfolding
All hope is in the Son you’ll bear
You’re almost there

A lonely road, a willing heart
Pray for strength to do your part
You’re almost there, you’re almost there
Trust the Father to provide
Bread of heaven prophesied
You’re almost there, you’re almost there

You’re almost where the waiting ends
Delivering the life within
The answered prayer, Emmanuel
You’re almost there

You’re almost where the journey ends
Where death will die and life begins
The answered prayer, Emmanuel
You’re almost, almost there

Anyways, I’ve been thinking about this song a lot. And it’s been “real” in a sense to me because I’m nearing the end of my own pregnancy journey. Now, I’m not Mary and my baby isn’t Jesus, but the line especially¬†Where death will die and life begins¬†has been especially front and center because how much is birth like a kind of death? A passing from the womb into life. My due date is Holy Thursday, one day before Good Friday. One day before we “celebrate” the Ultimate death into life.

That’s been my “to think about” this season. And it’s not an easy one to forget about!


Linking up with Rosie at A Blog For My Mom

What I Wore Sunday

Thoughts for Sunday {Christ has come}


This is going to be super short because I really need to stop procrastinating and get dinner going.

During the homily today, Father spoke on the Gospel reading (Luke 21: 5-19) which deals in part with the end of time and Christ’s second coming. I’m not going to get into all the details of what was said. But a couple of things struck me (and maybe taken out of context they don’t make the most sense, but I’ll do my best to help).

Father said “Christ has {already} come in everyone who crosses your path. Everyone who haunts your eyes. Pounds your ears“. Side note: this was beautiful in itself because when he said it, he also explained that the Church year follows the entire life of Christ. Yes, on some level I knew that, but hearing it spelled out made it very clear! (New Catholic here!!)

When he said this, immediately my thoughts went to my kids. How they “pound my ears” on an almost constant basis. And maybe he wasn’t referring to children when he said this, but it did strike me that Christ is fully present¬†for ¬†me in my Children. That is Christ’s way of showing himself to me. Christ IS my children.

I pray to remember that Christ IS my children and my children ARE Christ’s way of His being present to me in my day to day.

Father also said “It’s easy to find Christ in here {church}, much harder to find Christ out there {the world}”.

Again: I pray to remember to find Christ in my children and husband in my day-to-day.