I’ve been meaning to do this for a long time and am finally taking the plunge. Why on a day when I am nothing short of completely sleep deprived have I served this task on my plate? I don’t know … I’m sure it has something to do with procrastination. I have a mountain of housework facing me and not an iota of physical energy (or inclination) to get to it. Our dear sweet baby boy has decided to put me to the test to see what I’m made of. 13 nights with me getting sleep in two-hour (max) blocks makes for a slap-happy and exceptionally beat mother. But, the beat goes on …

My goal with this blog is to chronicle some of the humor and challenges of raising children, schooling, living and growing in these times as a Catholic mother (and family) in this amazing, beautiful and often overwhelming God-created world. Exhaustion aside, it seemed fitting to do it today on the anniversary of an event that underscores the importance of trying to live a life that’s right with God as we continue our search for faith, hope and love even in the minutia of our busy days.

I was originally going to call this the Post-Consumer Catholic for a multitude of reasons — which I’ll articulate (hopefully) at some time in the future. But instead I name it in honor of my five children here on earth and those five precious little souls who will greet me some day in heaven. That is, if I can do my part while I trudge along here on earth. Lord, increase my faith.

And the apostles said to the Lord, “Increase our faith.” The Lord replied, “If you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you would say to (this) mulberry tree, ‘Be uprooted and planted in the sea,’ and it would obey you.” Luke 17:5-6