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
About me
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).
Previous Posts
- Raising Monarchs, days 11-18
- Raising Monarchs, days 8-10
- Raising Monarchs, days 5-7
- Raising Monarchs, days 1-4
- The Birth of Victor Anastasios
- Charlotte's birth story: A Story of Pleasant Surpr...
- Charlotte's Birth Story: A story of Pleasant Surpr...
- On realizing you have become the Mommiest of all.
- Birth, take three. Part two.
- Birth, take three. Part one.
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Friday, December 14, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
the good ol' department of motor vehicles
This morning, I made a trip over to the DMV to renew my driver's license. I hate the DMV. Today, however, I was delighted to find the place practically empty and walked right up to the counter. No lines. No wait. It was wonderful. But the DMV has a way of always being a rotten place to go, and just when I began to think I might not absolutely detest my experience, the clerk opened her mouth. Eying Ambrose in the mei tai on my back, she says, "Are you sure he's in there right?" A quick pat over my back and I assured her that yes, he was. "He won't fall out?" "Nope, he's nice and snug." "I bet he'll climb out one of these days. Aren't there any buckles or anything?" (WHAT?! No PLASTIC?! I can't believe it even WORKS!!!) "Oh, no. It's just cloth. It's really comfy." "Hm. Well, I bet he'll learn to climb out." (smiles at Ambrose) "Won't you?" "I hope not. He really likes it in there." "My daughter uses one of those...what are they called? Baby Bjorn. Those are nice." "Yeah." (Mentally rolling my eyes at her, and at everyone who truly thinks a baby bjorn holds a candle to a mei tai.) To her credit, she did go on to ask me where I got it, and said it was very pretty. This really wasn't the part of the conversation that irked me the most. Later on, she was confirming all the information on my old license. "Height and weight still the same?," she asked, peering over her glasses. "Yes." And truthfully, they were accurate--yes, weight too--even with being pregnant. She gave me a long once-over, smiled sympathetically and then said, "I understand." See you in four years, you mean old lady! |
Saturday, December 08, 2007
the things occupying my time...
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
snow, snow, snow!
Oh, how I love the first snow. We got about 4 inches last night, and are expected to get a few more in the nights to come. I'm not sure why...there's just something so cozy about listening to the plows in the middle of the night, and waking up the next morning to a bright white world. When Ambrose woke up this morning, I excitedly took him to the window to show him the snow, which was still pouring from the sky. Awe-stricken, he announced, "uh oh!" (Like, hello?! Am I the only one who noticed that the sky is apparently falling?) |