Over the past few days I have spent many hours at home with my family as we have been battling some sort of flu virus and trying to get better to get back into the world. During this time at home, I have enjoyed getting to spend a bit more time with my kiddos, reading to them, playing games, watching movies, and just enjoying their company. Last night my wife and I were talking and there is a sad truth that has set in, my baby girl Maeven is no longer a toddler but a little girl. Maeven is having full length conversations with me and playing pretend. She tells me all about her day, her friends that she is going to go see, and even discusses her favorite colors with me. Gone is my little toddler who could barely walk, but now is a fast growing skinny little girl who loves to be a social butterfly. Hopefully, this stage won’t go so fast!!!
Every summer during the two week that Youth Haven Bible Camp has for special needs kids, one of the main highlights is fire truck rides for all the campers. During this week’s rides I took my daughter Maeven for her first ride on the fire truck. She was thrilled to find out that her Grumpie (my dad William) was driving one of the fire trucks. The only thing more exciting was that she was going to be able to ride right next to Grumpie in the front of the fire truck!
The fire truck that my dad was driving is an old American LaFrance convertible
that is used for giving kids rides. Unfortunately the siren and speakers no longer work on it so Maeven didn’t get to play with them. However, she was thrilled that Grumpie let her hold the old cb radio and pretend like she was talking into it. I don’t know who she was talking to but she was thrilled to be giving out fire commands.
Everyday I realize that I am seeing all kinds of firsts in the lives of my kids. And while riding the fire trucks the other night, I was glad to watch Maeven enjoying this first and sharing it with her Grumpie. I am truly blessed to have such a happy and sweet baby girl!
Yesterday, I shared with you all about my daughter Maeven and so today I thought I would share a little about my baby boy Judah. Judah is definitely his momma’s boy. No one rates higher in his eyes, me included, than his momma. That being said, we do have some pretty sweet moments together. And most of the time its when he is talking baby gibberish. The thing is that when Judah talks gibberish, in his little voice it sounds like some weird form of German with a few English words thrown in here and there. Most frequently this little baby germanic conversation comes out when he is pretending to talk on the phone. He grabs whatever he thinks is his phone at that time and answers, “HI!” and then goes on in some nonsensical talk. Most often these conversations happen when we are traveling in the van. I will hear him speaking only to look back and find him leaning against his hand in the carseat having a mini conversation. At that point I usually say “Judah!” really loud and he’ll giggle and answer back with “DahDah!” This goes back and forth for awhile before he starts back to his baby german and tells me some big tale. While Judah may be momma’s boy, he definitely loves his long conversations with “DahDah!”
Monday night was a big night here at the Casa de Owens. Our little big boy Judah took his first steps! For the past few weeks he has been cruising around the furniture and in the past two weeks has been standing up on his own without the aid of furniture. With Grammie and Grumpie visiting on Monday night Judah stood up and took a few steps to Grammie and then to his Momma. While Judah still has some work to do before he is walking around the house, he does have one very proud family!!!
Today was a special day for our family as Judah had his Baby dedication at our church, Emmanuel Baptist in Stanton, KY. During the dedication our pastor addressed the congregation and basically affirmed what Erin and I knew, this wasn’t a baby dedication as much as it was a Family Dedication. A dedication where we were dedicating ourselves to train up Judah to know who Christ is, how much he is loved by Jesus, and to see us honoring Christ in every area of our lives. The church also pledged to dedicate themselves to helping us in this task as well. Erin and I are both thankful for having parents who love the Lord and we wanted to make this public pledge to be parents that point our kids to Christ. Please pray for us as we try to be Godly parents and leaders for both Maeven and Judah. Pray that they will accept Christ at an early age and have a growing thriving relationship with Him. I pray that God will use our children mightily for His Kingdom and can’t wait to see what He has in store for them.
My baby boy Judah is a smiler. From day one he has had a cute dimple in his right cheek and as he has gotten older it has become more and more prominent. One of his favorite things is for myself and him to have a conversation. Usually he will start out slowly smiling, but once I ask him if he is cute or adorable he lets out a big giggle and their comes the biggest cutest smile you have ever seen on an infant.
On Tuesday afternoon we took a family grocery and supply trip to Lexington. Both of the kids did excellent job of going in and out of stores and being happy. As we were nearing the end of the day we made a quick trip to Target. Erin took Maeven to look at some shoes while I took Judah to the other end of the store to get some much needed diapers. On the way he was starting to squirm and get fussy a little bit, so I began one of our conversations getting him smiling. From their I began singing one of his favorite song choruses “Tell Me Baby,” at which point he let out a big laugh and one of the biggest smiles I have ever seen on him. I am so thankful to have such a laid back happy little dude for my son!
So, moral of the story, if you see Judah out ask him if he is cute and adorable, or sing the chorus of “Tell Me Baby,” and you will see a big, cute, dimply smile!
They seem to keep coming from everywhere lately not allowing for freedom. When I think I have them all sorted out, nope here comes another one. Today is my day to whine in my blog I guess. I am talking about the bills that just keep coming from the birth of our son. In just a year and a half its amazing how much more expensive it has gotten to have a baby. I’ve laid out payment plans with doctors and hospitals and all parties that seem to think that my insurance didn’t pay them enough, but yet even again today another bill comes in the mail. It’s like that wee little bit of sunshine of getting out of debt is peaking through when another bill has to make it a rainy day. I guess one of the biggest frustrations is seeing so many other people that were having babies at the same time as us that aren’t in the same situation. Yep, you and I both with the aid of the government are paying their bills. So, why do those of us who are working hard and struggling get the wrong end of this deal….I don’t know one of life’s many mysteries I guess.
Anyways, enough complaining, I know things will work out and God has blessed and met every need we have ever had so I can’t get too discouraged. I am really just praying for that financial miracle where we can get out from under these medical bills and just live without this added pressure. I pray that day comes soon.