Lena and Sophia's first night sharing a room!

Last night was Sophia's first night sharing a room with Lena. Micah and I were both excited to transition Sophia into Lena's room due to getting in a video monitor we ordered weeks ago. We feel more at ease now that we'll be able to watch what's going on with Sophia sharing a room with big sis. Actually, it's more for Lena than for Sophia. We never felt the need to get one for Lena when she was Sophia's age or even after she turned a year old. We felt it was especially necessary to get one now so that we could monitor Lena's every move toward her little sis.

So we laid the girls in bed last night, turned the video monitor on as Micah and I sat in bed for like thirty minutes watching them sleep peacefully. Since Sophia is teething, I heard her wake up at 1:30am, fussy and wanting mommy. Did what needed to be done, changed diaper, fed her, put baby orjel and rocked her back to sleep and placed her back in the room with Lena. She was out and so was I after that. At 6:30 a.m. I hear Sophia awake and talking to herself. Of course I am up and grab the monitor and watch to see what would take place. It was a priceless moment for me as a mommy!

No doubt with Sophia being loud, she wakes up her big sis. Rather than Lena coming knocking on our door to wake us up, usually her normal thing to do. She realizes that her baby sister is laying next to her in the crib awake. Lena gets off her bed, kneels next to Sophia's crib and begins to comfort her. It was so sweet to be able to watch. I could hear Lena tell Sophia, "Good Morning, Sophia!", "It's okay, I'm here!" and then she tells Sophia, "I'll be right back". I watch Lena go and grab a book from her bookshelf and bring it back to Sophia and she begins to read to her. Talk about a sweet and precious moment!

Finally after watching Lena in action for like thirty to four-five minutes, I could hear Lena scream with a loud voice, "Mommy, Sophia is hungry!" Ha! That sounds like my girl, Lena.

So I was definitely surprised by Lena and how she tended to her baby sister. I think this might be fun as I'll be able to watch what's taking place in the early mornings when Lena is awake tending to Sophia. Hopefully it will remain sweet and precious but then again something tells me I might be writing another story, totally opposite of this. :) It'll probably be titled, "Lena climbing in the crib with Sophia!" We will pray that doesn't happen.

In Him,

Rose

Sisterly Love!

A sister is a friend forever.~Author Unknown

How do people make it through life without a sister?~Sara Corpening

My dear friend/sister in Christ, Denise!

What's the good news if you haven't a sister to share it?~Jenny Devries

An older sister is a friend and defender, a listner, a counselor and a sharer of delights. And sorrows too.~Pam Brown

I woke up this morning with a text from a dear sister in Christ sharing with me her daughter finally made her arrival. As I laid in bed, I was overjoyed as I thought to myself "a girl". My friend had decided to wait along with her husband to find out the sex of the baby. I will say brave parents! So much anticipation for the both of them! I couldn't help but think about how sweet it is to have a girl much less to have a sister. This precious baby girl name, Katherine Daisy has an older sister and I look forward to watch Nicole be a big sister to baby Katherine. I just couldn't help but praise God for giving me four older sisters including a half sister plus so many other dear sisters in the Lord.

When Micah and I found out we were pregnant with our second, immediately everyone began to ask us, (What we wanted?) It didn't take me long at all to answer that one. I wanted another little girl. I wanted Lena to have a baby sister and God so graciously did just that. Of course, my husband wanted a boy but when we were told a girl, he was totally okay with it. (Of course he was, he had no choice! LOL) I was just sharing with my husband yesterday how amazing it is that God saw fit to give us a girl. It's just so perfect! I know this had a lot to do with being raised up by lots of sisters. Having sisters can be so fun!

I think it must have really hit me and I began to appreciate having sisters at the age of 21 and I met a dear friend name, Denise Gonzales now Denise Krummel. She was the oldest of three sisters. I am not surprised at all that we clicked so well, she was the oldest and I knew all about being a baby sister. Baby sisters tend to cling tightly to the oldest. Actually, I am like that with all my sisters but the oldest I remember always wanting to be with her. Being that I was away from my very own sisters and parents Iwas always hanging out with her and her family. I enjoyed sitting at the table after Sunday Service and watching the dad get so loved on by all his girls. It was real sweet. The conversations were so much fun and full of laughter! Slowly but surely I began to appreciate what a sister was. Now, I'm not taking anything away from my very own sisters! As I got to hang out with my friend and her sisters, of course there were lots of fights, lots of arguements. How I remember this oh so well! I remember fighting a lot with my sisters and I know that they would say I was spoiled and I know that to be true. I remember disappointing my sisters or betraying their trust. I remember saying hateful things to their faces and behind their backs. Thankfully they have been gracious to love me still and remain a friend and always a sister to me.

But I honestly think it goes much deeper as well. As I have grown, and still growing, I'm learning another whole new meaning of sisterhood. In my very own walk with God and as I'm deepening my relationship with God, I have gain so many other precious sisters along with continuing my relationship with my very own sisters. I have an amazing group of ladies that I know they are for me and will always be there. I've grown with these ladies and many have seen me at my worst and many have seen me at my best. I've shared laughs, dining out, dancing, singing, crying together, fun fellowship, playdates, time of prayer, serious conversations and I've cherished every moment of it. I love my dear sisters in Christ!

There is nothing like having sisters you can lean on! I am beyond blessed! I'm so thankful also for over the course of my 31 years of living, I have met some amazing ladies that I gladly call sisters. Even though some of us are miles apart, I am very fond of the precious moments we had and the season we got to spend together.

I look forward to watching Lena and Sophia share a sweet bond together as sisters and look forward to watching them meet girlfriends along the way in whom they will call also "a sister".

In Him,

Rose

A gentle tug, push or simply a good reminder!

My heart was stirred up this past week as I had the wonderful privilege of reading a dear friends blog. There was no doubt a gentle tug on my heart as I had a good reminder to never stop writing. Now that I have two precious and beautiful girls, I definitely want them to know how much their mother loved to write. I was challenged to write often, daily if I can about things that are taking place in my life. My dear friend, Lizzy Grant, who is precious and absolutely has a huge heart for God, shared something so sweet about her grandfather in whom she calls 'Opah'. Her Opah told her that she had a gift and the Lord wants to use it to minister to others and that when we write things out even if it's just about daily life stuff, it's storing up a legacy for future generations. Amen and Amen! I believe this to be true!

Ever since I was a little girl, I loved to write. I remember when my oldest sister went off to college I used to write her stories and send them to her. She always praised me for writing those stories. I also remember when I was six years old, I learned how to write letters and got to send my first letter to another little girl. I loved it! I had gained a pen pal. So writing has always been something I've enjoyed to do, it has been very therapeutic for me. Even though it may not always makes sense to others, it tends to make sense to me.

If you have a passion for writing, I encourage you to write. Please don't stop! As for me, I totally needed a gentle tug by the Lord, a push and no doubt a simple reminder. Sometimes we need to be pushed a little! I had my little push a couple of days after reading this particular blog. If anyone knows my husband, he is a huge fan of roasting coffee and on this certain day he needed me to step in and help him roast since he was at work. I was so hesitant that I just told him, "No babe, you know that I don't function well like this!" I told him, "You have to show me, I just can't learn by you telling me over the phone." Thankfully, Micah was so gracious with me, he gently said to me,"Babe, I will walk you through it!" And of course I changed my mind. I totally roasted my first batch of home roasted coffee and it was a success. He was so proud of me and totally believed in me and having him push me along allowed me to accomplish the roast.

Being able to read my friends blog got me so deep in my heart as tears fell from my face, I felt as though the Lord had asked me "Why haven't you written lately daughter?" Sometimes we don't feel motivated or encouraged to do so. But the Lord is faithful to see you through! Just as my dear friend encouraged me to write, I will encourage you to do the same. (Whoever you are!) I will send out a gentle tug and a push your way!

I want to write and continue this as long as the Lord allows! I want to be able to share with those around me what the Lord has done and continues to do for me. I want to leave a legacy for future generations, starting with my very own children, Lena and Sophia.

In Him,
Rose