Updates

I suppose it's time for a baby update! Baby # 1 isn't much of a baby anymore. She's a toddler rapidly approaching two years old. How crazy is that? I was prepared for newborn and baby stage, but toddler stage? Not so much. Emily is smack dab in the middle of the part of life where she is learning what she can and cannot get away with. Boundaries. Whew is that exhausting--even just to type it.

She's also in the phase where her sweet little voice strongly resembles what you hear on a broken or scratched record. I love that she is talking. She really is smart and it often amazes me what she remembers and repeats. She repeats EVERYTHING. She has the sweetest little voice and way of saying words, but after thirty straight minutes of "meow, meow, meow" (what she says when she wants to watch her favorite Baby Einstein video with a lion on it which she mistakes for a cat even if she's already watched it three times that day), I can get a little on edge.

She still sleeps about twelve hours at night and two during the day. Can't complain one bit there! I really do love her sleeping schedule. It hasn't been easy through the past two years to establish, but it was well worth it.



My final tidbit about the Emmers is that the situation with her glasses is not going well. The first two days were wonderful--miraculous. Now, she barely leaves them on for five seconds before yanking them off. She wants nothing to do with them. I'm not sure what else to try. I know it's important--vital--for her to wear these glasses for her development, but what do I do to get her to wear them? At this point, my goal is to not make it a point of stress or contention for either one of us. I just dont see what stressing out is going to do for either one of us. I want her glasses to be a positive thing, not something she is spanked over. But, it's also equally important that she learn to wear them. Stuck in a rut here.




Baby in-utero is doing fine, I suppose. (Pardon my blank expression in the above picture--I really am thrilled about this precious baby boy.) He still doesn't have a name. Poor guy. I have just started thinking about what I want his nursery to look like. So far I'm thinking a fun Noah's Ark theme. I haven't even begun to think of a registry. I still haven't felt movement. I have time, I suppose. I'm just itching to feel the little guy. That was my favorite part of carrying Emily. My last dr. appt. was fine. The next one is in a week or so and I trust everything will be fine again.

Jonathan is almost halfway finished with the police academy, which puts us one step closer to having a normal job and truly settling in here. There is still some level of uncertainty in my mind about living arrangements and hesitation to get too attached to our church and Sunday school until we see where he will find employment after the academy. We really do love where we live--so much. But, we are also trying to keep our hearts and minds open to other options because we truly have no idea where the Lord will lead J to work after he is certified.

I am feeling very ambitious lately. I'm dying to get ahold of a sewing machine to start making pillow case dresses for my dear friend Sheryl and her ministry in the Philippines. And a few summer dresses for Emily as well. I also want to work on drapes for baby boy's room as well as our soon-to-be remodeled bedroom. Maybe even some for the living room! Also, I want to make a scrap book for Emily. I have all of her memorable items and keepsakes from birth until now in a cute little pink box. I'd love to have a book made that she can keep for the rest of ever. And just a side note: It's absolutely amazing what a little rearranging of the furniture can do for a drab-feeling-stagnant kind of day. Well, those are my thoughts for the day. Thanks for reading!