Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Keepsake Baby Clothes

Andy's dad has sent me some boxes of fabric recently and mixed in was a box labeled "keepsake baby clothes". This was in it and you better believe that Maggie Rose will be sporting it when she is a little bigger!

Wednesday, November 16, 2011


I have found myself singing this song to my little baby. Honestly, I hadn't thought of the song in years (maybe decades), but somewhere from the recesses of my memory it just came out.

I looked it up on You Tube to see if I was singing it right. What I found was much creepier than I remembered. I guess my mind had blocked out all the creepiness for a good reason...

If you're brave, check out the video: http://youtu.be/EEEsX69iIxY .

Friday, November 11, 2011

11 Snapshots on 11-11-11

*Note: These were not taken today, but are just 11 random snapshots of Maggie Rose that I think are sweet!

Friday, October 7, 2011

5 Weeks in Pictures

Tomorrow our sweet Maggie Rose will be 6 weeks old. She is growing so fast! Her birth weight was 6 lbs. 13 oz., and this Wednesday she weighed 9 lbs. 4 oz.!

I just uploaded pictures this week, so these are late in coming, but here are the first 5 weeks:

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Magdalene Rose: What's in a Name?

A little late, but this is for those of you that we didn't get a birth announcement to. Forgive me if you are one of those people!


Technically Magdalene simply means "Of Magdala", with Magdala being a city. The word "Magdala" means "tower" or "fortress" or "elevated, great, magnificent".

But, as you might guess, we named our daughter after Mary Magdalene from the Bible. Mary Magdalene appears in the Luke 8:2, when Jesus healed her of seven demons. After this, she became one of his most loyal followers. When all of his male disciples (except for John) disappeared at his crucifixion, Mary Magdalene remained. She was also the first person to see Jesus after his resurrection, according to John 20 and Mark 16:9.

Andy and I particularly like the account where Mary Magdalene witnesses the resurrection, found in John 20:11-18:
"But Mary stood weeping outside the tomb, and as she wept she stooped to look into the tomb. And she saw two angels in white, sitting where the body of Jesus had lain, one at the head and one at the feet. They said to her, "Woman, why are you weeping?" She said to them, "They have taken away my Lord, and I do not know where they have laid him." Having said this, she turned around and saw Jesus standing, but she did not know that it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, "Woman, why are you weeping? Whom are you seeking?" Supposing him to be the gardener, she said to him, "Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have laid him, and I will take him away." Jesus said to her, "Mary." She turned and said to him in Aramaic, "Rabboni!" (which means Teacher). Jesus said to her, "Do not cling to me, for I have not yet ascended to the Father; but go to my brothers and say to them, 'I am ascending to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.'" Mary Magdalene went and announced to the disciples, "I have seen the Lord"—and that he had said these things to her."

Our prayer is that our daughter will have the same fierce love and devotion to Jesus that Mary Magdalene had.

The name Rose is after Darlene Deibler Rose (1917-2004), a missionary to the Kapauku the Dutch East Indies (now Indonesia) during World War II. After the onset of the war, she was taken captive to a Japanese concentration camp, where she lived for four years. Her husband was taken to a different concentration camp, where he died, leaving her as a widow at the age of 26. During this time, Darlene spent one year in confinement, was beaten, contracted dysentery and malaria, and suffered many hardships. After the end of WWII, she returned to the United States, remarried, and returned back to her beloved Indonesia to live among the people whom she lovingly referred to as "my people". She served there for a total of about 35 years, where she and her husband served by teaching, preaching, providing medical aid, and much more.

When sharing her story, Darlene would adamantly say, "I would do it all again for my Savior."

Our prayer is that our daughter would passionately serve, follow, and trust Jesus, just as Darlene Deibler Rose did.

10 Things I Have a New Appreciation for Post-Pregnancy

  1. Tying my shoes.
  2. Picking things up off the floor.
  3. Walking through small spaces.
  4. Not having to use the bathroom in the middle of the night.
  5. Sleeping on my stomach.
  6. Sleeping on my back.
  7. Being able to see my feet when standing up.
  8. Breathing.
  9. Not hearing constant comments about my size.
  10. My ankles.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Handmade with Love

Today I'm officially 29 weeks pregnant. Crazy! The little hedgehog is wiggling, twirling, and kickboxing. Here is a sneak preview of the baby bedding my mother and I have been working on.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011


I tell people all the time about the people across the world who are persecuted for their faith in Jesus. It's a concept I have a difficult time grasping living in America, where freedom of religion is seen as a virtue. I tell people to pray for the persecuted church, to give to those who are persecuted, to subscribe to Voice of the Martyrs (www.persecution.com).

But, for some reason, when I received a copy of this magazine in the mail I found myself turning it face down so I wouldn't have to see this while I was eating. The face of a woman who was badly burned for her faith in Jesus just didn't quite sit well with my cereal.

Maybe I don't care as much as I think.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Letters from Grandma

This past week my Grandmother (my dad's mom) passed away. We celebrated her life this past Saturday, exactly 13 years after my dad passed away. Now, together with all those who have believed in Jesus, they are enjoying Jesus face to face for all eternity. Below is a tribute to my Grandma that I wrote that was read at her funeral.

Letters from Grandma

As long as I can remember, I have been receiving letters from my Grandma. It was always a special treat to get a handwritten letter from her, which were full of everything from updates of everyday life, to strong opinions (which we all know she had many of), and intensely personal thoughts and feelings which are sometimes difficult to verbalize but seem to flow when written with ink and paper. I would return these letters, sharing all of the same things, sometimes clumsily as only a child can do, but slowly learning the long lost art of letter writing. The letters would flow back and forth between us, as we became special pen pals. As the rest of the world shifted from the age of the post office to email, my correspondence with loved ones shifted to quick and simple emails. Still, the well thought out, intentional letters between Grandma and I continued to flow as she remained my last remaining pen pal in a world of technology.

Now there remains boxes full of these letters, precious reminders of the love contained in each one. I will deeply miss these letters, and most of all I will miss my Grandma - the person of love and great character behind them.