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).

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

a very long week.

Well, Ambrose has been running a fever on and off since Sunday, and has become what is best described as a cling-on baby--spiraling into an intense crying fit even to be set down for something as short as a bathroom break. Yesterday morning the fever had disappeared rather abruptly, but I noticed a light rash on his face and neck, and I'm suspecting Roseola. He seems to feel pretty crummy. The house and I both could use some TLC...but alas, here I sit with my nursing, finally sleeping, nearly-nine-month-old. Poor guy.

Also, I spoke much too soon about morning sickness being in full swing. I'm trying not to whine, but let me just say that I'm so nauseated that I don't want to move or sleep or breathe...and I certainly don't want to eat anything for the rest of my life. I am not exaggerating.

Our TV has been on more in the last 4 days that it has in the last two years. I'm ashamed to admit that. It just has such a numbing quality. *sigh* Here's to hoping next week brings better things.

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Blogger Maddi said ... (August 23, 2007 10:31 PM) : 

I'd say it's about 3 1/2 doughnuts. But then you have to deal with the guilt of leaving a half-eaten chocolate-covered doughnut out for others. I'll shoot you an e-mail once something interesting happens to me. You can send me one anytime as well at greema06 at luther dot edu.


Blogger Sarah said ... (August 28, 2007 11:50 AM) : 

hmm... maybe it's a girl?


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