Finally...

Finally, our best friends are in town from Ft. Worth, Texas, and we couldn't be more excited! They came in late last Christmas night. They spent the night at our house and we didn't go to bed until about 3am. My poor husband got up at 7am to go to work. I hope he is doing good today. It was just like old times except there is a new baby. He is absolutely adorable!

Here are some pictures from last night and this morning. They are just the cutest family, don't you think?

Baking with Oma

This is my Oma (German for Grandma). Oma makes the best Christmas cookies ever. They are a work of art and they taste delicious. Every year on Christmas Eve the family will go to Oma and Opa's for our traditional Gehachtus dinner, that's steak tartar. Those of us who do not like Gehachtus, eat ham instead. Then we all gather around the Christmas tree and open presents. Later, Oma would bring out her famous cookies for everyone to snack on. To be honest, as a child I wasn't to fond of the cookies. They looked nice and all, but they were too dry and not enough sweet. But now, I think they are better than any traditional American Christmas cookie.

I wanted to keep the tradition going by learning how to make these delectable treats, so Erin and I went to Oma's to learn how. Here are some more pictures...

This is Opa.

Oma would talk about how good it was that someone took interest in learning these recipes to keep the tradition going. She was so happy to have us over that she wanted to continue to get together and bake every year. Iwould love to Oma. There is so much I want to learn from you.

Back by Popular Demand

Several people have told me that I need to post another blog. I didn't know I was so popular.

The latest is that I am recovering quite well from my surgery in October. Today marks 6 weeks exactly from when I had surgery. As most of you know, I went to PA. to have major surgery in order to hopefully (God willing) conceive of a healthy child. This Fri. marks the one year anniversary of the ectopic pregnancy I had, which resulted in an emergency surgery late that Thurs. evening. The surgery went into the wee hours of Fri. morning. We named the baby Ambrose Mary. Ambrose for The Feast of St. Ambrose on Dec. 7th, and Mary for The Feast of the Immaculate Conception on Dec. 8th. The name was Fr. Lutz's idea who was there for us every step of the way. Father baptized Ambrose Mary that night at the hospital. Thank you so much for everything you did for us Father! I remeber it all. We are so blessed to have a little saint in heaven. We buried our baby on the evening of Dec. 28th, The Feast of the Holy Innocents.

I remember all of our friends praying for us and supporting us in any way they could. We have such wonderful friends! I don't think I could have gotten through the pain without them and my dear husband (who suffered along side me).

It is still hard to think about what could have been, and it is especially hard with the anniversary right around the corner. Please say a quick prayer for me and my family. That we may not empower the devil, who is trying so fervently to bring us down, through our mourning of the loss of a child, and through the inability to have more children. It is my prayer and hopefully yours, that The Lyons Family will soon be a family of 5 (including Ambrose Mary of course).