Thursday, January 21, 2016

Another Year, Another Million Babies Dead: Roe v Wade's Anniversary

Tomorrow is the anniversary of Roe vs. Wade. Since the infamous verdict in 1973, there have been over 54 million abortions performed legally in the United States. 54 million government approved murders. 54 million babies dead. Roughly 27 million girls legally killed, 27 million boys legally killed. Please, let that sink in. 54 million children have been killed while we sit around and allow it to happen. This is a tragedy. 
For most of the American people, January 22nd means absolutely nothing. It's just another day. For some, it's a day to celebrate, but for those of us who fight for life, it's a day to mourn. Tomorrow, I will mourn for every one of those lives. I mourn for the mother's who so regret their decision to murder their babies. I mourn for the mother's who live with addictions and depression and are haunted by the memories of the choice they made. I mourn for the mothers who were forced in to that decision, whether by a husband, their own mother or father, or their own tragic circumstances where they didn't see any way out. I mourn for the father's who didn't have a choice in the matter because they were told it wasn't their life, wasn't their uterus, wasn't their choice to make. I mourn for those father's who's hearts break on the anniversary of their baby's death because they so wanted that child. I mourn the grandparents who begged their daughter's to not abort their grandchild but they chose to anyway. I mourn for the empty arms and empty cribs. 54 million.
Those of us in the church, we are not innocent. Do we open our doors to the young, single pregnant woman who comes in, looking for love, looking for acceptance, looking for help? Or do we judge her for what she chose to do. Do we judge women who, in the past chose abortion, but now are silent and hurting, dying inside because they don't know who to turn to with the pain of what they chose? 
Church, our job is to love these women where they are. Jesus did not tell us to go fix ourselves and then come to Him. He said, "Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." We are to introduce this Jesus to the women who come seeking help. They need to know that we don't judge them. They don't have to be perfect or clean, or whole to come to Jesus. They just need to have an open and desperate heart. Judging them, turning them away, trying to cover up or hide their sin, that's not what Jesus did in the Bible and it's not what we should do. 
We are at a crucial time in our nation's history. The veil has been lifted from the abortion industry and people have begun to see the evil that's there. But the change will not happen in the legislature. Let me say that again. It doesn't matter who we vote for president. It doesn't matter who we vote for congress. The change will not come from our legislature. The change has to come form within the church. Christians, we are surrounded by a culture of death. Life is not valued, and the most vulnerable life is too easily discarded. We have to be the ones to stand up for that life. We have to be the ones to show women they are loved. To come along side young couples and help the to know they can have a child and raise a child and their lives will not end. We have to teach these young men and women how to grow up and take responsibility for the choices they made. And we have to value life. No Christian has an excuse. This is the most fundamental thing God has given us is life. Every Christian can do something, whether it's stand outside of a Planned Parenthood and loving on the women who go in, even if they go through with the abortion, or working/volunteering at a CPC in the clinic, stuffing envelopes, walking for life, in the call center, teaching parenting classes, or by adopting/fostering so the women who truly aren't ready to be mother's can still carry to term and give their baby life, donating to a CPC so they can continue to run. There are so many ways to stand up for life. Please, Christian, don't let another 1.2 million babies die without doing something to stop it. Now is the time.

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Little Man is 8 Months Old

This is a little late as we have all been sick this week, but my littlest little is 8 months this month. He continues to explore and and is becoming very confident with standing and pushing things to help him walk. He's just like Curtis was at this age, in to everything. I finally had to put my trashcan in the pantry because he keeps trying to eat the trash bag. He is eating more and loves a ton of different foods, which is awesome. I hope he'll be my good eater. I've started to feed him small bits of table food, sweet potatoes and bananas, and he seems to do well with those. Even though I rarely catch it on camera, he is such a happy little guy. He laughs at Curtis and laughs at Baxter. He loves to push little cars and play with things that make music. He is such a joy and I am loving most minutes of it :)
I have begun to work on some weening this month. I'm started to take away one feeding in the morning and give him something to eat instead. With Curtis, I had to ween him much quicker than I really wanted because I was so sick during my pregnancy. He got a crash course with weening. I'm hoping to do it much more gentle with Judah, and am still hoping to nurse through 18 months, but during the day, I'm working on getting him to where he can go without nursing so I can eventually begin work part time. We'll see how it goes.

Both boys have a special bib from the Aunt Jess and both have a month picture in it. This one is Judah's sweet Ninja bib.



Friday, January 1, 2016

Christmas and New Year's with the Norman's

Year 2015 was a wonderful, chaotic, challenging, amazing year. We were blessed with a beautiful 2nd baby boy. I was able to finish my ultrasound training. We have been blessed to watch our fun-loving, wild little man grow into such a sweet personality. We've enjoyed our church and have really found family there. We've been blessed with an awesome babysitter for the boys. We've had friends and family visit and have been blessed to open our home to both. 
It's also been the hardest year thus far in our little life together. Isaac's schedule has it's challenges with some days going by that we barely see each other, but we are learning to work through that and make the most of the little time we have together. Adding a 2nd baby making me a mom of 2 under 2 was one of the most difficult challenges I've ever had to face. Learning to balance both babies, literally and figuratively, figuring out how Judah fit into our lives and God showing me so perfectly that, of course, he just fits right in, in the mess and chaos, but he does fit in. I battled post partum depression for several months after Judah, and God had to show me how to love my sweet baby during those darker times. 
God has shown me this year how much I need Him. Not just on Sundays. Not just when life is good, or not just when life is not good. He's made me desperate for Him. He's shown me that, in my marriage, in motherhood, in my work, I have to be desperate, constantly thirsting for Him, constantly seeking, constantly praying, trying to glean anything I can from any verse I happen to get a chance to read. He's shown me again and again how good and kind and sweet He is and how wonderful His grace His. He shows me new mercies every single morning. I am so thankful for His help to get through each day. So thankful that I don't have to do it alone on the days that I am physically alone, so thankful that Isaac and I don't have to do marriage alone, but that He's there when it's hard. So thankful we don't have to parent alone but God is there guiding us when I want to be lazy and not discipline or when I'd rather let the boys watch TV instead of play. I'm learning that it's all a process and one that I'm just beginning. 
I'm looking forward to this next year. It will come with it's new challenges. Isaac begins school in February. Hopefully I will begin work in April or May, if Judah will let me. We will officially have 2 toddlers in the next few months. And that's just the challenges we know of. I know God will walk with us through those, and probably many more and am looking forward to what He has in store for us.

A little about Christmas:
We went to visit my family. It was a fun trip, but not an easy one. Curtis doesn't do very well out of his environment and routine. Judah doesn't do well at all sleeping in a pack-n-play so it was challenging and exhausting, but so wonderful to see family and friends. Grandma got to come to dinner and it was so good to see her and spend time with her. I love watching Curtis get to know his cousins. He loves Taylor and Reegan so much. And I got a special treat, to have some kid free time with one of my very best friends, Brenna, while the husbands watched the kiddos. That was much needed since I'm pretty sure it hasn't happened for 4 years. We stopped to see Ben and Jess and Will on the way home and it was a much needed break from driving and always does my soul good to see my Jess.
It was a great trip and I'm so thankful we were able to spend Christmas with my family.

We've started letting Curtis cook with us some, in the hopes that maybe he'll start eating a little more


Curtis was pretty entertained my Isaac's Christmas gift

Curtis loves reading


He figured out the present thing

We were so excited when Isaac arrived and I was excited to see Isaac in uniform ;) I never get to see him in this uniform, but it was one of the things that won me over when he showed up at my place for our first date :)

We're raising a truck man

Curtis wound't sit still long enough, but I did get a good one of Judah

Christmas morning breakfast. That boy loves his bacon



I think Judah likes Reegan. She doesn't really enjoy being touched or hugged.

This is what Curtis does with doll houses

A brief cuddle moment for Jonathan and Curtis