Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure in spirit, for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.

Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake.

Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

Matthew 5:3-12

Oh Lord,

Teach me to seek You and reveal yourself to me when I seek You.

For I cannot seek You unless You first teach me, nor find You unless You first reveal yourself to me.

Let me seek You in longing, and long for You in seeking.

Let me find You in love, and love You in finding.

~Saint Ambrose of Milan

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Name: Erin Yonke

Location: Aurora, IL

Info: I'm happily married to my husband and champion pro-life activist, Matt. I stay home with my three small boys; Ambrose (11/06), Peter (3/08), and Joseph (9/10).

Sunday, August 26, 2007

this is a whining post.

A few days after Ambrose got over his uber-crabby "roseola" episode, he wound up with a nasty head cold. He so kindly shared this treasure with Matt and I as well. So, morning sickness (erhm, all-day and all-night sickness which kindly took a three-day break last weekend only to return full-force last Monday morning), the sniffles, a crabby baby and a couple of weeks of very sleepless nights have left me, well, tired.

In alot of ways, hearing the baby's heartbeat has made the sickness and sleepiness and all seem worthwhile, in that it makes it all seem more "real". But really, now that I know everything seems to be going well, I just feel entitled to not feel sick anymore.

Yeah, I'm really whining. Why stop now?

To add to my already not-so-pleasant attitude, we finally hammered out a few days at the end of next week when we'd be able to get up to Michigan by ourselves and have ourselves a real, longer-than-one-or-two nights-vacation. This has been sounding sooo good to me, especially with the way I've been feeling lately. Anyway, the plan was to arrive late Wednesday night, then spend Thursday, Friday, and Saturday just as a family, and then spending Sunday and possibly Labor day with extended family, who were planning to come up on Sunday after church. We found out at the end of last week that our vacation will come to an end on Friday evening and that we'll have to share the cottage with some early arrivers for the remainder of the weekend, that point on. It's just frustrating to finally arrange it so that we can afford to take days off of work for a family vacation (and believe me, times like these come few and far between for us) just to end up not getting it.

On the bright side, I guess we at least get a mini-vacation. Also, I've been able to dedicate some time to pro-life work in the last few weeks, which has helped take my mind off of feeling crummy and focus on much larger, more important issues in the world. I have more on this, but it deserves a separate post, so more on that later. Thanks for listening to me whine!

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