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Everything from the past week seems to fall under one of two categories: parenting or health. So. Why be fancy?


When you read about gentle parenting, do you feel inspired but at a loss as to what to do in your own home? When you debate the topic, do you agree that punitive methods are problematic, but can’t find another way? When you hear people online gush about gentle parenting, do you just want to know what the heck it is and how to do it?
The Problem with Gentle Parenting (The Guggie Daily)

All kids have special needs. (Simple Homeschool)

I have dark pools under my eyes. A valley where my belly button once was. Hips with a new amplitude that my teenage self wouldn’t recognize. I have lines mapped across the mountains of stretched skin left over on my midsection. Lightening bolts on my sides proving I once was too small to contain all of the love that filled me. Lines indicating that my daughter once lived inside of me.

Do you realize the significance in that? Every limb, finger, toe…her heart, even, developed near the very place my own heart beats inside of my chest. Those mountains of skin are all I have left to prove that we were once one and not two.

How can I be ashamed of that?
Babies Ruin Bodies (we seek joy)

Keeper of the Home talks about Twelve Things My Children Learned While Worldschooling This Year. It sounds fantastic. And fantastical. And it would be an amazing thing to do someday. (Although I would probably settle for Scotland, to be perfectly honest.)

Hey, I know! Bring in another child because you can use hand me downs. Have another child because you can make them take care of each other. Or alternatively, refuse to bring another child into your family because you can’t give them new clothes. Restrict your family size because you want to care for each child one at a time. Whichever one floats your boat, you have to realize that they are two sides of the same coin.

Did You Ask Your Child to Join Your Family Today? (The Guggie Daily)

Mighty Mommy Mondays! Introducing a New Linky (Farmer’s Daughter)

When your five year old pulled off her coat, revealing a Wonder Woman dress and purple sweat pants in all their glory, I could see you thinking again that it wasn’t appropriate for church.  Oh, mama!  First of all, I have kids with SPD and I know very well what it is like when every single item of clothing they own suddenly doesn’t feel right.  Here is the most important thing: she had put on joy, love and a tender and open spirit.  She has plenty of time to adapt to social conventions of what is appropriate.  What I saw was a pure heart that was happy to be there, and that is far more important.  Seriously–if you had pushed the issue, and forced her to change, it would only have meant that you both arrived in a bad mood (if you arrived at all!).  And finally, she was totally rockin’ the sparkly shoes with her outfit!
To the mom who brought Wonder Woman to church (Dulce de leche)

Food Co-Ops: What They Are and How to Find One Near You (GNOWFGLINS)

Five Changes Your Body Begs You For (Butter Nutrition)


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A good reminder for us “crunchy folk” during the Christmas season is that Real Food Is NOT A Savior (GNOWFGLINS). A short but thought-provoking post from one of my favorite “real food” websites. (Have you seen her recipe database? I’m drooling just thinking about it.)

The 38 Most Haunting Abandoned Places on Earth (Distractify) has some beautiful images of man-made structures around the world that have been abandoned. I was familiar with Pripyat, the city that was abandoned after the Chernobyl debacle, having read the book Visit Sunny Chernobyl: And Other Adventures in the World’s Most Polluted Places and watched the History Channel special Life After People (History Channel). There were many other places of intrigue, though, such as the abandoned diamond mine in Siberia, an overgrown section of the Great Wall of China, and an abandoned mental hospital.

How Y’All, Youse, and You Guys Talk (NY Times) was simply fascinating; answer a variety of questions about the terms and pronunciations that they use, and they’ll tell you what region of the United States you find your linguistic roots. They managed to pinpoint fairly close to my location; the cities that they mentioned were in western NY, and I’m from central NY, but I suppose to most people that’s a toh-may-to / toh-mah-to question. Which, as a matter of fact, is one word they didn’t involve in their query.

I’d also like to direct you to a special edition of the Saturday Review of Books (Semicolon). This week, instead of a general book review link-up, it’s a link-up for book lists. Best books read in 2013, most anticipated books of 2014, favorite read-alouds, et cetera. I haven’t had a chance to read through it myself, what with new home preparations and Christmas chaos, but I’m looking forward to it!

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Because you knew I was punny, right? I’ve decided to compile blog posts, articles, humor, and such ilk, into one weekly post: the Sunday Lynx. These are the things that I might not have a chance to blog about, but which I wanted to share with my readers.

12 Reasons You Should Pray Scripture (Themelios). The title pretty much says it all. There’s also a great list of resources at the end detailing the application of the recommendation, if you finish reading it and find yourself convinced by one (or more) of those twelve reasons.

Moving on, there’s yet another excellent post from Matt Walsh, this time on motherhood and body image in today’s culture…

I don’t know why we’ve come up with this idea that women need to eradicate any hint of motherhood from their bodies after giving birth. If I inadvertently and unintentionally propagated this poisonous concept, then I’ve got my own jerkiness to atone for.

This is all part of the anti-child, anti-mother, anti-family, anti-life, anti-fertility obsession that plagues our culture like an infectious spiritual disease. The ancient pagans worshiped fertility, the modern pagans (of which there are millions in this nation) worship sterility. Mothers are pressured to look like they never had kids and never could have kids. Isn’t that why we’ve decided that women should keep up a gaunt and emaciated appearance? There’s nothing inherently beautiful about it, but it sends off a “look, I’d break in half if I tried carry a child” message. That’s what passes for “sexy” among creatures who have begun their proud march towards voluntary extinction.

Like the stars, like the chapel, like the mountains, motherhood is beautiful. Obviously I’m not going to pander to you and claim that every mother is physically beautiful, but I can certainly say that a woman who is a mother can often be extraordinarily beautiful, not in spite of her mother-ness, but, at least in part, because of it. You do not have to shed every hint of motherhood from your body. Why should you? It isn’t a mark of shame. It isn’t ugly. It’s beautiful.”
You don’t have to erase every trace of childbirth from your body (The Matt Walsh Blog)

Kindness Elves: An Alternative Elf on the Shelf (The Imagination Tree) is an intriguing tradition that I would like to try next Christmas (because starting involved traditions when you’re living in someone else’s house is a bit difficult); I’ve also heard of skipping the idea of an “elf” altogether and having a “Giving Angel.”

This situation just irked me, and I don’t even know where to begin.

For those of you who have been following Doug Phillips’ resignation from Vision Forum at all, there’s this post on the rejection of legalism:

Of course, the obvious lesson here and one that I needed to learn, or at least be reminded of, is never put your faith in man. I don’t think I put my ‘faith’ in Doug or the man I know personally. My faith has always been in the Lord and Him alone. Where I went wrong was allowing other men, evil men, to influence me and my ‘convictions’ with their legalism without testing their ‘rules’ against Scripture. I took the easy way out and unconsciously told myself they were more studied than I am so I should listen to them. I shouldn’t have believed what they told me just because I liked how it sounded. I should have believed it only because Scripture convicted me so. It’s been a hard bitter lesson.

Betrayal, reevaluation, and the rejection of legalism (Where the Kudzu Grows)

Then we have another post on motherhood (it’s not a theme in my life, really):

My faith waxes and wanes, but it is not faith I am lacking in this ongoing struggle.

We were created to live in community with one another.

What young mothers are truly lacking, is a culture centered around family.  Where families are not being ripped apart from every angle of society.  Where older women are there to teach and encourage the younger women in this extremely important vocation of wife and mother.  Where there are actually other women around to help one another out on the home front.  That follows the Biblical model of Titus 2.

“Likewise, teach the older women to be reverent in the way they live, not to be slanderers or addicted to much wine, but to teach what is good.  Then they can train the younger women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be submissive to their husbands, so that the Word of God will not be reviled.”  Titus 2:3-5

But we, young mothers, are not living in that world.  Most of us do not have much help from family or from church family.  And it saddens me, angers me, it makes me want to scream at times.  That women and children have been left on the front lines of the home front with very little support.

But screaming never really does much good when you’re angry.  A gentle word is much more likely to turn away wrath.  A hug works wonders as well.

Many will say that this is merely “my fault” for having so many children.  This only shows the skewed mindset and love that has grown cold in man’s heart.  Man says children are “my fault”.  God says children are a blessing from Him (Psalm 127).

I want to hug every desperate housewife out there, and tell her that I am sorry.  I am sorry that we are truly fighting an uphill battle.  I am sorry that this is the way it is, that it is so hard for us.  I am sorry that our culture and in many ways, our own church, has forsaken the Truth, and the value of this most needed vocation of wife and mother.   May God have mercy on us all.

Desperate Housewives: No Laughing Matter – Why Young Mothers Don’t Need God, They Need Help

Mack Hill Farm spends some time ruminating On fats, ctk blog discusses Why Switchfoot Won’t Sing Christian Songs, and for a bit of humor, we have the Crappy Mohs Scale of Crunchy Mamas (Illustrated with Crappy Pictures).

That last one had me writhing. If you’ve ever been called “crunchy,” or have friends whom you would deem “crunchy,” it’s a must-read.

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