Pregnancy

Bullying My Catholic Husband Into a Vasectomy

I hate being pregnant with the fire of a thousand suns. I hate it the most that any human can hate anything. I get super depressed. Probably something to do with hormones. I am exhausted and I am fat and I’m just not someone who can be happy when they’re exhausted and fat.  I know… Continue reading Bullying My Catholic Husband Into a Vasectomy

Real Talk

Other People’s Opinions About You ARE Your Business

When I was a little girl I never dreamed about my wedding day and I never wrote down what my fictional children’s names would be. I didn't even know if I would have children, actually. Instead I’d imagine my long, perfectly slender (I am always skinny in my imagination) frame in a black pencil skirt… Continue reading Other People’s Opinions About You ARE Your Business

Faith, Real Talk

Christ Shines Best in the Mess

Have a seat while I tell you about my friend! Firstly, I’m not going to tell you her name because she is not a fan of being in the spotlight.  Actually, to be completely honest, I’m not sure if she is as anti-spotlight as I think she is. I’ve learned recently I tend to draw… Continue reading Christ Shines Best in the Mess

Faith

God Is Happy That I Suck!

I got some really crappy advice from a priest recently. Well, actually, let's back up. So, I had this little breakdown a few months ago (as I so frequently do) when I realized EVERY SINGLE ONE of my prayers (at their very core) could be boiled down to the same sentence: “Hey, God, I SUCK;… Continue reading God Is Happy That I Suck!

One EASY step to take everyday in order to grow in humility. Entire article available at www.dianadivulges.com (an HONEST catholic blog)
Faith

Why I Never Apologize After I Put My Foot in My Mouth

How often do you put your foot in your mouth? If your name is Diana the answer is probably “SO, SO, SO OFTEN.” I’m going to tell you a story about a time I put my foot so far down my throat it got stuck. One time, about 3 years ago, Marvin and I were… Continue reading Why I Never Apologize After I Put My Foot in My Mouth