Sunday, November 20, 2016

26 months

John at 2 years and 2 months old

26lbs and 34in tall, those 2T pants are looking a little short...
Collected up all the pacis and gave them to Ms Amy's baby (who was actually her nephew, but you didn't know that). Cried and fussed the first night but the next morning is when you actually handed them over to Theo and you never really looked back.
It's gone so well! Your sleep habits improved almost immediately.
Can say lots of words and phrases but are difficult to understand. I'm often left translating.
So loud. All the time. Talk loudly, play loudly, you're just noisy!
Finally seeing *some* of the persistent parenting paying off in your behavior and attitude like hitting and throwing things.
So much fun to put to bed and go down so easy. Let me rock you and you sing with me and we have all kinds of funny games we play. I love it when you willingly give me kisses!
Hate having a dirty diaper and have no qualms with taking it off yourself or admitting you need changed.
Obsessed with being naked and won't leave things alone. I purposefully still dress you in onesies to keep your hands out of your diaper.
Certainly know how to play the game and pout or pretend in order to get what you want or some extra attention.
Don't like to sit still to watch tv, but Bob the Builder does catch your attention sometimes!
Greatly improved in the past couple of months of hanging out in the nursery at church. Such a relief that you finally believe me when I say Mama will be right back!

Friday, November 18, 2016

When the mountains won't move

Letting go of every single dream
I lay each one down at Your feet
Every moment of my wandering
Never changes what You see

I’ve tried to win this war I confess
My hands are weary I need Your rest
Mighty Warrior, King of the fight
No matter what I face, You’re by my side

When You don’t move the mountains I’m needing You to move
When You don’t part the waters I wish I could walk through
When You don’t give the answers as I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You!

Truth is, You know what tomorrow brings
There’s not a day ahead You have not seen
So, in all things be my life and breath
I want what You want Lord and nothing less

-Lauren Daigle, Trust in You

Thursday, September 22, 2016


34lbs and 39.5in tall
The daily nap is becoming questionable (sigh...)
Wear size 4 pants and shirts and size 10.5 shoes. 
Just learned how to ride without training wheels and have become a master rider! 
Such a talker! You're never quiet. 
Started playing Micro Soccer for the Funky Chickens and it took some warming up. You were not a fan at first. We can see you love to run around the field and not necessarily follow the ball. You even scored a goal once!

What's your name? Joey. Joey Ambrose. 
How old are you? Three, this many. 
When is your birthday? September 24 
How old is mommy? 5 50
What is your favorite color? Blue and black 
What is your favorite food? Chicken and noodles and green beans
Who is your best friend? Dommo and Leo and papa and daddy and chuck. Grandma. And papa mike too. And Jace and jack. 
What is your favorite movie? Baymax (Big Hero Six) and Robots. 
What is your favorite song? I like to listen to polka and baymax and the Wabash Cannon Ball. 
What are you afraid of? Dinosaurs. 
What makes you laugh? Tickles. 
Where is your favorite place to go? The Lodge! 
What do you want to be when you grow up/where do you want to work? I want to work at Meggit Ford like daddy and sell money. 
What does mama always say to you? Oh that's a tricky one. Don't take things. And don't sneak up on her and wake her up. Like when I hide under your bed. 
What makes you happy? Nothing. 
What makes you sad? When something falls on me. 
What are you really good at? Riding a bike. 
What are you not very good at? Working with hammers. 
What is love? When you love someone you like someone. 
Where do you live? "Recites our address but mixes up the numbers" 
What does daddy do at work? Nothing. 
What does mommy do at work? Make the babies feel better at the bambino. 

Monday, September 19, 2016

John is TWO

My baby isn't a baby! You're a walking, talking, attitude machine!

Wear size 24 month pants, 2t shirts, size 6.5 shoes, and size four diapers.
Weigh 26 lbs and are  inches tall.
You are constantly on the move. 
I know you were "supposed to" but you my son, are the reason we actually do anchor the furniture to the walls. 
Your speech has exploded in the past couple of months and you'll even sing now. 
Love to eat junk food and fruit. 
Try to keep up with your brother at every turn, even so much as pooping on the potty with him and taking over riding his balance bike. 
I feel like if I gave it a 100%, you could be nearly potty trained but that thought is so overwhelming! We'll get there... 
Such a klutz and are constantly getting hurt. You trip over your own feet all. The. Time. 
You hate wearing shoes and socks! As soon as possible, you take them off like in the car, grocery cart, stroller, or just kick them off in the driveway. 
Make the funniest faces and expressions and "give looks". 
Have an attitude as big as the sky. 
Such a sweet and easy kid to put to bed. 
I swear you hide paci's from us so that when we take them away, you go and find your hidden stash. You'd walk around all day with one in your mouth if I'd let you. 
Got your two year molars over a couple of weeks and was waking up every few hours during the night.

Friday, September 2, 2016

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

The Gospel applied

Harsh words will be spoken, patience will wear thin. Frazzled mothers will act frazzled. And when this happens, our own sinfulness does not detract from the power of the gospel; it illustrates why we need it. Do not use your own mistakes as an excuse to wallow about what a bad mother you are. Repent, seek forgiveness, get it right, and move on. Believe. Be forgiven. Extend that forgiveness, that belief, that joy, to your children.

As you go about your daily transformations, set your heart on the truth. Mimic the gospel in what you do. Bring peace, bring order, bring joy, bring laughter. Bring it because it was brought to you. Give, because it was given to you. The gospel is not too big to fit into little situations. It is too big not to.

--Rachel Jankovic,

Gosh, it's like this girl speaks straight to my heart. She sure knows how to convict and inspire me. 

Thursday, August 11, 2016

My moodiness

  •  Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you (Psalm 42:5–6).

    My soul continually remembers [my affliction and my wanderings] and is bowed down within me. But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. “The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him” (Lamentations 3:2).

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

A small offering

Think about the feeding of the five thousand when the disciples went out and rounded up the food that was available. It wasn’t much. Some loaves. Some fish. Think of some woman pulling her fish out and handing it to one of the disciples. That had to have felt like a small offering. But the important thing about those loaves and those fishes was not how big they were when they were given, it was about whose hands they were given into. In the hands of the Lord, that offering was sufficient. It was more than sufficient. There were leftovers. Given in faith, even a small offering becomes great.

--Rachel Jankovic, Motherhood as a Mission Field, from

Monday, August 8, 2016

22 Months

Throwing objects (specifically at your brother) is still a giant problem you have. 
Seem to be a little bit delayed with your speech compared to your brother at this age and other kids we know. But you have more words this month than you did last month, so that's progress! 
My favorite words are granola, airplane, and yea. You don't say no though! 
Really enjoyed your time spent with cousins and Jack really took special interest in you. 
Got your own puddle jumper and you can swim with the big kids now! 
You're a fish and LOVE the water! 
Know how to whine to get attention or what you want or to get your brother in trouble. 
Loved watching fireworks and don't mind staying up late for them. 
You're very polite and say thank you and bless you without prompting but struggle with please. 
And your sharing capability is quite improved!! 


Sunday, July 31, 2016

Beauty of Womanhood

“Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners? (Song of Solomon 6:10)
Who indeed? A woman, of course.
Where but in the Scriptures could we find a vision of womanhood as glorious as this? Who but our God could design something with such blinding beauty alongside robust strength? The Psalms and Proverbs fill out this vision of a woman that shows us fortitude clothed in splendor — a woman who presides over her domain with strong arms and resourcefulness (Proverbs 31); daughters that are corner pillars, whose strong support could only be matched by their exquisiteness (Psalm 144:12).The home — that center of all learning, the heart of nation-building, the dispenser of love and stability, the venue for gospel hospitality for single and married alike, in short, the footings of humanity. This home-based influence — because of Christ — can last for a thousand generations, yet our culture urges us to cast it aside for the pursuit of rewards a little less off in the distance and certainly ones that don’t require diapering.And what does it offer in return? Women who strive against themselves, at war with the seeming redundancy of two X chromosomes, in a competition we were never made for and, in our hearts, don’t really want to win. For when a woman sets herself up alongside a man — as made for the same things and without distinction — the result is not uniformity, but rather, a reverse order. Our culture exchanges the glory of feminine strength for a treadmill race to nowhere.
The unique influence of a godly woman is in transforming things. A woman is to be compared to a crown on the head of her husband (Proverbs 12:4). This is not because she’s merely decorative, but because she is the thing that makes her good man great. She transforms a promising bachelor into a purposeful, respected husband. He gives his seed and by some miracle and mystery, God has designed her body to nurture and grow a new person, as Nancy Wilson outlines in her address “Dangerous Women”In this transformative role, whether single or married, a woman mimics her Savior. Like him, she submits to another’s will and, also like him, God uses her to take what was useless on its own and shape it into glory. Dirty things clean; chaos turned to order; an empty kitchen overflowing with life and food; children in want of knowledge and truth and a mother eager to teach; a man in need of help and counsel and a woman fit to give it; friends and neighbors with a thirst for the truth and a woman opening her home and heart to share it with them.
A woman is a prism that takes in light and turns it into an array of greater, fuller glory, so that those around her now see the rainbow that was contained in the beam. She constantly radiates reminders of God’s faithfulness. She reads the black and white pages of the word of God and takes on the task of living them out in vibrant hues for her children, her neighbors, and the world to see. When the Bible commands feeding, nourishing, training, and love, a godly woman sets to the task, enhancing and beautifying everything around her.
God’s design outlined in the Scriptures is a vision for womanhood that is not just right and to be obeyed, it is experientially better than all the world has to offer. And it doesn’t just apply to those who are married or mothers. Single women of any age are meant for full godly womanhood. To be a mother in the deepest sense — that is, spiritually — nurturing and growing all God’s given her.
God has made us for glory, women. Not glory that terminates on us, but glory that spends itself glorifying everything given to us and points in all things to Christ, who is the radiance of the glory of God, the Savior and ultimate transforming one. And as we behold him — his perfection, his saving work, his glorious face — we are changed from one degree of glory to another.
Abigail Dodds, from

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Motherhood as a mission field

At the very heart of the gospel is sacrifice, and there is perhaps no occupation in the world so intrinsically sacrificial as motherhood. Motherhood is a wonderful opportunity to live the gospel.

Think about the feeding of the five thousand when the disciples went out and rounded up the food that was available. It wasn’t much. Some loaves. Some fish. Think of some woman pulling her fish out and handing it to one of the disciples. That had to have felt like a small offering. But the important thing about those loaves and those fishes was not how big they were when they were given, it was about whose hands they were given into. In the hands of the Lord, that offering was sufficient. It was more than sufficient. There were leftovers. Given in faith, even a small offering becomes great.

Lay yourself down for the people here with you, the people who annoy you, the people who get in your way, the people who take up so much of your time that you can’t read anymore. Rejoice in them. Sacrifice for them. Gain that which you cannot lose in them. 

It is easy to think you have a heart for orphans on the other side of the world, but if you spend your time at home resenting the imposition your children are on you, you do not. You cannot have a heart for the gospel and a fussiness about your life at the same time. You will never make any difference there if you cannot be at peace here. You cannot have a heart for missions, but not for the people around you. A true love of the gospel overflows and overpowers. It will be in everything you do, however drab, however simple, however repetitive.

God loves the little offerings, given in faith. 

Do not think that your work does not matter. In God’s hands, it will be broken, and broken, and broken again, until all who have need of it have eaten and are satisfied. And even then, there will be leftovers.

Rachel Janokvic

Saturday, July 2, 2016

The preferred parent (and it's not me)

This has been going on for some time now; at least a year a half, but probably closer to two years. I remember it started to bother me when he'd wake up in the middle of the night screaming for daddy. And I couldn't calm him down, he'd hit and fight me, claw my face or punch me. The screaming would continue (no matter what I did) until Joe woke up and came in and "saved me". More recently, Joey would wake up at the crack of dawn trying to catch daddy before he left for work. So Joe started leaving earlier and earlier and Joey would wake up earlier and earlier and throw a fit when daddy left or when he woke up and daddy had already left. This is still the case and happens almost 2 mornings a week. On the weekends, I can't put his shoes on or wipe his butt. He won't go to the store with me alone or have me bathe him. He won't snuggle me or give me hugs and kisses at nap time and putting him to bed is out of the question entirely. He says flat out, "I like daddy better" or "You go on the walk by yourself mama". 

So, here is some advice to myself for when I lose my way:

In fact, when your child plays favorites, it's a sign that he feels close to you. "He's secure enough in your love to know that he can jilt you and still get a warm welcome back."

Young children live in the moment. So, “I don’t want you” (or even “I don’t like you”) means “I don’t want you in this moment."

Another gift to children of dual parenting is that children are invited to become more flexible thinkers and, later, more sophisticated problem solvers, because two parents, no matter how much shared value they bring to parenting, will not do things exactly the same.

remember that your child cannot and should not be called to meet your needs for love and care. 

If you must, it's all right to say, "That hurts my feelings," but then let it go. 

Get in the game. When your child is playing, hang around and watch, then see if you can join in, says Dr. Pruett. Chances are, you'll be tolerated, especially if you get down on the floor and follow her lead.

I'm all yours for 15 minutes. What do you want to do?" If he doesn't know, grab his favorite toy and get started having fun

"I understand what it's like to be angry. You can calm down when you feel like it. I'll stay with you." Once she's settled down, he should offer to play with her, with a toy or game.

I'm sorry, sweetie; I know you wish you could have Daddy. I'm here with you now, you're safe, and I love you so much." 

Sunday, June 5, 2016


My mom always said that even though Maggie was a surprise, she was the easiest baby and just fell into place in our family. She thought the transition from 1-2 kids was the hardest. I, on the other hand, definitely think the transition from zero to one was way harder. Joey was colicky and I thought I knew what I was getting into but in reality, I had no FREAKING idea. Even though I could sleep when he slept and snuggle all day long, I was way less tired and exhausted with John than I was with Joey. John had a few things going for him though, he slept, he didn't mind being put down every once in a while, and he nursed. Joey did NONE of those things. We already developed a routine and John fell right into it. 

So what would happen if we had another? How would that transition go? Easy baby, difficult baby? Would it matter? I'm so much more confident, knowledgeable, and relaxed, would it even matter?

I've gotten used to being "alone" and I feel like I've sort of developed my "rhythm of motherhood" so to speak. I know what's easier for me to handle and what makes life harder. 

I've never been happier or more content or fulfilled in my whole life but yet I all he sudden don't feel "done" or feel like my family is whole. I question that thought and those feelings all the time and wonder if we should consider adding to our family.

Having John was a no brainer. We wanted two kids close together so we both agreed very early on that as soon as Joey turned one, we'd start trying for another. It didn't really matter how I was feeling about being a mom at that point, I knew I wanted a close sibling. Now John is older and sleeping and more independent so it feels like this could be the right time. Siblings would still be close in age and I would be a little more situated adding another kiddo. What would happen if I got sick again though? What if it was worse this time around? What if I end of hospitalized and needing a picc or it doesn't get better at 15 weeks? 

Haha none of this even matters though. Everything is out of my control and I'm not guaranteed another breath on this planet let alone another pregnancy or baby or my idea of a "perfect family".  

Thy will be done, Lord. Show me the way to your heart. Help me follow your commands for my life. And let your glory shine through my life. 

Saturday, June 4, 2016

20 months

Do not like to share. 
Temper tantrums galore! 
Enjoy the attention you get from screeching at the top of your lungs anywhere, anytime, for any reason! 
Got your first haircut! 
Love to ride in the tractor with Joey. You've learned to hang on tight with his driving! 
Love the water whether it's in the tub, shower, kiddie pool, or at the Lodge. 
Got a double ear infection while daddy and I were away. 
Moved your car seat forward-facing and you were quite scared the first few rides but now you get a giant kick out of being able to see around and interact with the whole car. 
Peekaboo Barn and Snapchat are your favorite things to play on my phone. 
Can climb up the swing set ladder but need a spotter in case. 

Thursday, April 21, 2016

18 months

Wear 24 month clothes with some 2t shirts thrown in there. 
Size 4 diapers and a size 6 shoe
Know lots of words and but will only repeat me if I ask and convince you into it. 
Can give real answers to help make your wants and needs understood. 
You seem to function the best when you take a cat nap in the car during the morning errands and then a longer nap in the afternoon which works out well for having you and your brother sleep at the same time. 
We're working on keeping the paci for bedtimes and times of comfort only. 
Joey likes to crawl into the crib with you in the mornings and you guys play. It's sweet ... until it gets too rough. 
Your hair has these big soft curls. It's so fun to play with them when you snuggle me. 
Love to play with your "bruh-ba" and will ask for him when he's at school or bang on his door when he's napping. 
Your food preferences change on a daily basis. It's hard to keep up.
Still love goop though and will ask for it by name. 
Love your junk food and sweets though!

3.5 years old

Weigh approximately 32lbs. 
Wear 3t pants or shorts and 4t shirts. 
I feel like you've had two growth spurts, one near Christmas and one more recently in February or March. 
Potty training has been stupendous! Going number two, took some work (I threatened to throw away your favorite pair of superman undies if you pooped in them again, and it worked!) but you figured it out and have very few accidents. 
Still need size 6 diapers at night and wear "pull em ups" occasionally during nap time. 
A nap is still a must everyday. Even if it's 20 min in the car. 
Love to snuggle in our bed in the mornings. 
Wear size 9.5 shoes and can put them on yourself (hallelujah!). 
Got a bike with training wheels but we hope to have those off soon. 
Started preschool at Stow Alliance with Gabe and have done well adjusting and seem to like going two mornings a week. 
Went on your first airplane ride to Colorado. You sat next to Chuck and played iPad and ate candy the whole time. No big deal! 
You're a big helper and are always willing to give a hand emptying the dishwasher or helping with laundry. 
Favorites foods are cheese roll ups from Taco Bell, chicken nuggets, blueberries, cheese, and pizza. If someone asks what your favorites foods are you say "chicken and rice". Just like your daddy! 

Monday, February 15, 2016

17 months

23lbs 13oz, 2ft 8in, and 19in head at your well check this past month. 
All spot on average except for your 85% head circumference. 
Say a handful of words, mostly names
Call Joey "bruh-ba" and ask for him all the time 
Love to be outside with a ball
Favorite toy is a ball and love to throw anything, which is quite painful at times 
Get really fiesty and don't like to share your snacks
Will nod your head Yes and No but don't say the actual words. 
Pretty much down to one nap a day but struggle at times
Have all your teeth, including your I teeth and molars
Become a bit more picky with your food and will turn down things that were your favorite. 
Those eyebrows though! 

Thursday, February 4, 2016

16 months

Love to climb. Onto the couch, coffee table, kitchen chairs, kitchen table...anything! 
Successfully mastered the chick fil a play place. 
Bite when you get excited and riled up. 
Know some of your body parts like eyes, ears, nose, mouth, feet, belly, and head. 
Still only say Mama consistently but will occasionally belt out a Dada, baba, Papa and even Yaya. 
Love your paso and hide them places. 
Wear 18 month clothes and size 5 shoes. Seem to break out if I use a diaper other than pampers. 
Traveled fairly well to Colorado and back for Christmas (let's just say you weren't the worst baby on the plane). 
Can take off your diaper. Watch out! 
Favorite toy is a ball and love to throw things at people's faces. Watch out!