Easter Weekend

When Thomas and I started dating, we tried out a variety of churches together, neither one of us wanting to push our faith on the other. He is born and raised Catholic, and I Protestant.  We often went to Episcopal churches, as we both felt comfortable with this "bridge church" between Catholic and Protestant. I would also occasionally go to Catholic church with him, and he'd come to my Presbyterian church when we'd visit my parents. Neither one of us was ready to let go of our religious customs when we got married. However, about a year or so ago I decided to convert to Catholicism. We knew we wanted to have a family and raise them in a church together. I've been taking classes with Thomas as my sponsor every Tuesday night at Christ the King church in OKC. We've really enjoyed it, we love the Priest, and have gotten MUCH closer from it. During this time we found out I was pregnant, stressed about finding a house, heard some scary news about my pregnancy and health, got in a horrible and perspective-changing car accident, FOUND a house, heard GREAT news about my pregnancy and baby's health, and somehow all three of us survived the car wreck. This period of our life has proved to be a time we needed God more than ever. It was the perfect time to refresh and learn about our faith, Catholic traditions, and prayer. It's been a roller coaster of a year, but we have gotten through it by praying together, and relying on each other and God. To say we are thankful for a healthy baby, coming out of the car accident with only cuts and bruises, and now have home to start our family- is quite the understatement.

All that being said, we were able to celebrate my confirmation on Easter weekend! Thomas's family came in town to support me, which meant a lot. :)

28 weeks and a Catholic!

Well we had to make our rolls for Easter morning! We made cinnamon maple pecan AND orange sweet rolls. Mmm

We went and cleaned out my very totaled car. I was too hyseterical right after the wreck to notice my car, so it was crazy to see it so smashed in the front AND back (as we were hit from behind on the highway, pushing us into car in front of us.)