To feel loved. To feel needed. To feel that sense of making a difference. To have a place in this world. To be loved AND to love is a beautiful thing. Tonight I was rocking Mazy to sleep and as she quieted down in my arms, she turn to her side to nuzzle her way…
Just another pretty normal week at the Sterks! Mazy has learned to turn around in a circle while sitting on her bottom, so maybe she will end up scooting across the floor instead of crawling! Her vocab is also becoming quite extensive, even though we aren’t always sure what she is saying! I recently taught…
Nights at home are pretty rare for us. Being in youth ministry, much like how teenagers are night owls, the majority of ministry happens at night too. I would love to say that I have the “night owl” gene in me yet, but unfortunately I don’t think it ever was. Especially now. I have been…
The other day Mazy and I were on our way to town and I took a look back and saw our sweet baby girl’s face, just looking out the window. It’s a drive we make often – the 20-25 minute drive to the grocery store, doctor’s office, you name it. Really, this day was no…
This past week has been filled with Mazy honing in on her new skills! She is LOVING picking up food with her fingers and eating it. Her new favs are waffles and toast with peanut butter. Yes, I have introduced peanut butter and so far so good! I figured the range they say that you…
I can’t help but share all of these pics of sweet Mazy! From her rosy cheeks, to her chubby cheeks, to that little front tooth popping through, those big blue eyes, we just can’t get enough of her! Don’t let this picture fool you – she does NOT crawl! She likes…
