-Today I made ham balls and mashed potatoes. The smell that ensued made me miss my Grandma Phyllis like mad. She holds such a dear place in my heart. Most days I don't give her absence a second thought. Today it was almost unbearable. I think of how much she would've loved meeting my husband, and now my boys. She invested so much into family. I think of all that I learned from her, and find myself wishing I could enjoy a few hours in her presence again.
-Micah's favorite saying's right now, " Got-for" instead of 'Forgot'. 'Someday I went to...' instead of 'the other day we went to the park', for example. He's growing so much, in character, but also in knowledge. It's great to be able to talk about why something happened instead of just disciplining the immediate behavior. Its also fun to play games with him, he love to play Sequence for Kids, Memory, and a tan-gram puzzle game he got for Christmas. His memory is amazing!
Jason's been reading to him about Joshua and Jericho. He is a little obsessed with it ;) The other night he and Jason made a huge circle shaped wall with blocks. They marched around it '7 times' and then knocked it over. When they were done he said, 'Oh! We got-for to yell and blow our horns!'.
-Jude's words are exploding. He's literally saying 1-2 new words a day, if not more. The latest one's are- 'boop' for poop, 'Da-dia' for daddy, 'doh' for go, up-when he says this sometimes he makes his lips vibrate when he says the p sound ;), 'pa-pi' for grandpa-we have a book that has a grandpa in it, and he calls it pa-pi. 'Meow' for his prized possession-a kitten. There are more. It's so encouraging, relieving-in that he can tell us what he's talking about, and fun! He's been struggling to sleep through the night lately, but I just keep reminding myself that someday he won't want me to rock him, or touch him, or probably even look at him with any kind of affection. Besides, I'll sleep someday, right?!?!?!
-Baby #3 is growing, as expected. And so am I. My expanding girth combined with my short arms is making tasks like washing dishes rather...awkward.
The other night I was falling asleep and caught myself thinking about how much I love him already. With your first I feel like you know you'll love them, but at the same time you don't really believe there's actually a real-live human inside of you. You, of course, love them when they're born, but even then it takes time to fully grasp the love of a mother. With the second, I feel like you know you'll love them, but there's also this fear that there won't be enough love to go around. This time around I'm just so in love with him already. Although I don't know what he looks like, I'm beyond excited to hold him and kiss his chubby cheeks ;) I'm excited to see him grow into the boy, child, and man God has created him to be!
-Being in the 'trenches' of toddler-hood makes any marriage interesting and somewhat strained, but I'm finding my love for my husband is growing every day. It is great, and hard, to challenge each other to take the high road, to 'do hard things', and to stay united. It's also interesting and challenging to find the time to make sure our marriage isn't just about our children, that at least some of our conversations are about what God is teaching us in our personal walks, but also in our union...instead of just about how many diapers we have left or who needs to eat one more bite before getting up from the table. Jason is such a man of integrity, I'm still baffled that he chose me to share this life with!
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