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).

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

I think one of the most satisfying things in life is making a baby fat, happy, and thoroughly milk-drunk. I'm currently sitting on my couch--my toddler is cashed out and tucked into bed, and my very, very roly poly two-month old has just nursed himself into a coma on my lap. I'm shirking a few of the usual afternoon chores to sit and stare at my sleeping baby without having to guard his well-being from his older brother. :-)

I've had a very busy break from blogging, but I'm going to make a concerted effort to post more often now, as much for my own sake as anyone else's.

The boys are doing well. Peter weighed in this week at 15 lbs. (Yes, fifteen. You should check out his massive thighs!) He's very sweet and cuddly...and exceptionally soft and squishy. I must admit, I'm a little relieved to see the newborn stage pass. There is something so sweet and precious about those early weeks, but also something so nice about more predictable days, longer stretches of sleep at night, and a more content, smiley baby.

Ambrose is doing his best to sharpen my parenting skills, to put it nicely. He's always doing something incredibly cute or incredibly awful. He loves to be outside, and he loves to read books--and is really starting to process the stories and anticipate the sequence of stories that he's heard often, which is really rewarding. It's moments like those that get me through the moments when I find him throwing mega blocks down the basement stairs, one by one.

Anyhow, there should be more posts here soon. Blessings, all.

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Blogger Sarah Faith said ... (June 12, 2008 6:26 AM) : 

You need to get Parenting with Grace (Popcak) if you don't already have it.
Agnes is my fattest one but nowhere near 15 lbs yet. She is about 13 or maybe a little more. My girls have all been around 17 lbs at one year so this is huge for me. (No pun intended.) What do you EAT lady? :-)

You should set up "import note" from your blog on facebook, otherwise I don't get your posts on time b/c I can't subscribe to your posts via rss for some reason, and I forget to check back when it's long whiles between posts.


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