tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19120726378823841802024-02-07T21:40:04.786-08:00LOUD noisesPsalms 42:5, "... HOPE IN GOD, for I shall yet praise Him."Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-85343867258377482262016-10-06T18:09:00.002-07:002016-10-06T18:09:48.505-07:00Charles Addison Wauhop
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">One year ago I had the privilege of writing a short biography about the life of my dear Father-in-love. I thought I'd share that here, today, in celebration of his one year with the Lord. We sure do miss you, Poppy, and are looking forward to worshipping our God with you forever!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Today we gather together to celebrate Charles Addison Wauhop, Jr. Not because
he was a faithful husband of 34 years, or because of his godly example to his two
sons, nor because he was an extraordinary Poppy to five beautiful grandchildren.
We are gathered to celebrate Casey because of one relationship, without which
Casey would have had no hope - he was a child of God, a true believer in the
person and work of Jesus Christ. And today he is rejoicing in Glory with the
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Casey was born May 23, 1954 in Yokosuka, Japan to his parents Charles and Joan
Wauhop. As a young child he also lived in Germany. Casey primarily grew up in
Falls Church, Virginia, where he attended Falls Church High School and graduat-
ed in 1972. To his final day Casey maintained great friendships with many of his
childhood friends.
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Casey met Nora Monick on a blind date arranged by mutual friends. They were
married on January 3, 1981. Together they enjoyed life in Alexandria, Springfield,
and finally settled in Burke, Virginia. After three years of marriage they welcomed
their first son Tim. In November of 1987 their son Robert joined their family.
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">The Wauhop family began to expand quickly when Tim and Joni were married in
October of 2008. In July of 2009 Robert and Ashley were married, as well. Casey
was promoted to Poppy as grandchildren began to fill hearts and homes. Jacob
and Maggie were born in September and November of 2011. Charlie came
around in June of 2013 and Adelynn was born in October, 2014. The latest
addition, Lucy Lane, came this September 30th in God's perfect timing and was
able to meet her Poppy shortly before he met the sovereign Creator.
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Casey was an avid golfer and a five-time "Myrtle Beach Invitational Tournament"
champion. He was a passionate Nationals and Redskins fan, for better or worse.
He coached both sons baseball teams. Casey enjoyed playing the guitar with his
buddies, "The Fretwalkers." He worked hard at both UPS and FedEx for many
years. He both attended and served with the youth at McLean Bible Church for
eighteen years. Casey and Nora began attending Immanuel Bible Church almost
four years ago.
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<span style="font-family: 'Garamond'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">In December of last year, Casey was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. Immedi-
ately he was a great example of peace and confidence in Christ to his family and
friends as he lived out Philippians 1:21, "For to me to live is Christ, and to die is
gain." By God's grace, Casey remained faithful until his final breath. From now
and for eternity he is without pain, sin, or tears as he worships his Savior. </span><br />
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Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-30330285501764191142016-08-23T19:37:00.000-07:002016-08-23T19:37:07.822-07:00Update of Charlie ❤️<span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">Almost three weeks ago I took Charlie to get an allergy test. He has had severe eczema since he was a baby, maybe 6 months. It ebbs and flows, but never ever goes away. Lately it had gotten worse and his pediatrician recommend an allergy test. We did it. </span><br />
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The very next day she called with the results. She said that he tested off the charts as far as allergies towards every type of grass (yay Georgia summer 😁) and dog dander, as well as cat dander, (but shouldn't everyone be allergic to cats?! 😜). Anyway, she proceeded to spout off a list that included wheat, cows milk, peanuts, soy, shrimp, walnuts and mold. Wowza! Not what I was expecting. She advised us to schedule an appointment with an allergist ASAP and to immediately eliminate wheat, cows milk, and peanuts from his diet. Bummer. </div>
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So, fast forward to today. It has been over 2 weeks with no wheat, milk, and peanuts - quite a feat for us! And his skin was looking worse than ever. No positive change to be noticed. Also, he was consistently complaining of belly pains. So sad 👎. Finally our appointment with the allergist was today. </div>
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We learned lots of things. It was half "hooray!" And half "o no!". But, the long and short of it is that his food "allergies" have pretty much nothing to do with his eczema. The only food the dr said for him to never eat is walnuts, and for now to continue avoiding peanuts and soy. Yay! Donuts for everyone 🎉😉 !!! </div>
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His eczema, however, doesn't seem to be the kind he's going to grow out of. It seems more that it's something he will be battling for most of his life, unless the Lord changes his skin. With that, the doctor gave me a detailed and LONG list of things to begin doing daily for my boy. It will take time and effort. It will definitely affect our daily routines for at least the few weeks until we get into a good rhythm with some of the treatments. But, I'm very hopeful and thankful for something that might help him! </div>
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Once we can manage it a little better, he won't have these terrible flare-ups, Lord willing, and his life will be much less itchy! And then hopefully if these more hard core things help, we can just go to regular management and moisture! </div>
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Pray for him, please! It's hard to be itchy all the time. His legs are bright red and bleed almost every day! That stinks. </div>
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Pray for me. Please pray that I would find it a joy to serve Charlie in this way. Pray that I don't see this as an inconvenience, but as an opportunity to be an example of Christ to him! ❤️</div>
Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-41277439415730991522016-03-01T12:47:00.001-08:002016-03-01T12:49:03.703-08:00My Dear Sweet Lucy,<div style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; font-size: 17px; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I found out that a new baby was coming shortly after the new year. That baby was YOU. We were surprised and excited (and a little nervous about baby #3!). We began planning for and anticipating another Wauhop little. If you would have told me that nine both short and long months later I would find myself in another state, not my home, not my doctor, not my hospital...not my plan... Let me back up a little.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">One of the sweetest and most godly men that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, my father-in-law, Daddy's dad, and your Poppy was very sick. He was dying of pancreatic cancer. Grammy told us it was nearing the end and that we needed to come now. I was 38 weeks pregnant with you. All (almost five!) of us were packed up and in the air, bound for Northern Virginia within about 4 hours of Grammy's news. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I can honestly tell you, my dear, that it was. It was really hard. I had yet to fully come to grasp the fact that I was not going home to give birth to my newest baby. Everyone had such high hopes for the joy that would come with you. Everyone felt they could bear the weight of this trial, because of the great excitement that comes with a new baby. And they were so right. But inside i was struggling. Here, arguably two of the weightiest events, literally life and death were staring us in the face and your daddy and I had to decide what to do. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">At the time, and even still in my flesh, it is easy to see how much was taken away from me. I didn't get to have those last few weeks and nights alone with my husband. I didn't get to finish my "nesting." I didn't get to bring you to our home. I didn't get to spend time recovering. We didn't get the family time I had planned on... On top of all of this, my husband, my best friend, was losing his dad! A he was a really great dad, your Poppy. Every choice seemed wrong. No choice could be made without a profound sense of loss. But looking back, thinking rightly, I can see so much that was gained! </span></div>
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We miss your Poppy. But we trust in God's perfect grace and timing in all things. And although you will never know him in this life, I sometimes think about how you might be like him - I pray that the joy of Lord is always on your lips, as it was for him. And maybe you will love music and my chocolate chip cookies (a trait which I couldn't say comes solely from Poppy, but still 😉). We will see!</div>
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Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-34470663360716294782014-11-03T11:55:00.002-08:002015-03-17T11:07:24.056-07:00Clark Kent Is On the Bus!<br>
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This is a story with which most any church goer is pretty familiar. Jesus teaches us how to worship him, in spirit and in truth. But in my reading of Desiring God (which is a must-read, by the way!!), Piper used this passage to comment on prayer as our fuel for joy in God, and it really struck me. I could hardly finish reading through this paragraph before I was so driven to worship my God in prayer...and to ask! Because the God of the universe knows me and is aquatinted with what is going on in my life and I had to come to him! He is the living water. In Him is the power for that work thing you're struggling with, or that seemingly unmanageable toddler or fill in the blank. In Him alone is the power to do all things for His glory (2 Cor 9:8). </div>
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"...'If you just knew the gift of God and who I am, you would ask Me - you would pray to Me!' There is a direct correlation between not knowing Jesus well and not asking much from Him...'If you knew who was talking to you, you would ask Me!' A prayerless Christian is like a bus driver trying alone to push his bus out of a rut because he doesn't know Clark Kent is on board. 'If you knew, you would ask.' A prayerless Christian is like having your room wallpapered with Saks Fifth Avenue gift certificates but always shopping at Goodwill because you can't read. 'If you knew the gift of God and who it is that speaks to you, you would ask - YOU WOULD ASK!'"</div>
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Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-80865218904892575612014-01-24T20:58:00.001-08:002014-03-07T18:08:45.370-08:00The Sanctification of [This] Mom"The days are long, but the years are short." You've heard that cute, trendy little saying before and figured by that estimation this year should be over by tomorrow. ;) Ha!<div><br></div><div>So let's get into it. I have been feeling sorry for myself. I have seen myslef choosing anger or selfishness or complaining - or all of the above. Just typing that out is super humbling. I was recently reminded that complaining is telling God that what He has given me isn't enough. Guilty! I told Robert just the other day that I find myself becoming frustrated with bad attitudes and bad potty timing... I don't raise my voice (usually) or act out, but my heart feels angry and I am sure my children can tell. In the moment I actually think that I will feel better if I let myself get angry. Which is a lie from the pits of hell. Because let me tell you, it is infinitely better when God's amazing grace allows me to respond with patience and joy!</div><div><br></div><div>I've said it before, and I'll say it again... Being a mom is the hardest thing I have ever done. But it is such a sanctifying blessing in my life. The JOY that I feel when Charlie laughs is unbelievable - his squeals, his honest to goodness cuddles, that smile that takes up his whole face, o my soul, that boy melts my heart! And my Maggie, as much as she tries me each day, her brilliance and beauty thrills me to no end. She has such an imagination and is so funny, and goodness, when she learns to control that spirit of hers, look out world...oh, I hope she loves Jesus with all of herself one day! </div><div><br></div><div>I got a little off topic there, I'm not trying to convince you, or myself, that I love my children and think they're just the best. God certainly knows that I do. </div><div><br></div><div>But what do I do when I feel alone and frustrated and self-pitying? What is going to be my motivation not to sin on days that are hard? The joy from tickle-monster and lunch eaten with a good attitude is awesome, but is it enough to transcend my flesh?! The motivation cannot just end with the fact that my children are little for only such a short time. Ultimately, the end goal must be that everything I do is for the glory of my Savior! Each sandwich I make or sweet potato I purée, every booty I wipe, each song I sing, and tiny hand I hold, when done with joy and gratitude and patience is done for God's glory! </div><div><br></div><div>This really got me, David Brainard once said that he had never made a sacrifice! He lived such a meager and sacrificial life to bring the gospel to the Indians. He gave until he literally died. Each time God's grace allows me die to self, for the sake of my children or my husband or a stranger - for the sake of the gospel! - I am trading my wants for a much greater good and an invaluably higher glory. These "momentary afflictions" (2 Cor 4:16-18) are just that and Heaven lies before us - if only I can remember to think eternally. Paul wrote in 2 Cor 12, comparing himself to a parent, that he would gladly spend and be spent for the souls of the Corinthian church. </div><div><br></div><div>As believers our lives are supposed to be about others anyway, right? What more tangible way to selflessly love like Christ than to be a parent! Day by day, hour by painstaking hour at times, I get to practically show love to two tiny people, who sometimes have very different ideas about how I might choose to spend my day. Preferring them above myself can be the greatest joy in my day if only I consider the gospel in all things. After all, the days are long, but the years are short; and I highly doubt I'll look back and think I gave too much or "lost too much of myself" as a mommy. Instead, maybe by God's great and faithful grace my children will one day rise up and call me "blessed."</div>Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-35879785267200258812013-09-21T17:26:00.001-07:002013-09-21T17:26:10.552-07:00Perspective and MaggieI have been so very amazed lately at the little girl my baby has become! How in the world did the worlds sweetest baby girl turn into the most beautiful little toddler? She speaks - non stop - and runs and builds and destroys and counts and sings and tries to jump and rolls and has a sense of humor?!! A sense of humor?! She is hilarious! And everyone who has seen her can attest to how amazingly stunning she is. I'm not even bragging or trying to be prideful, but she is just a gorgeous child! (Must be good genes from her daddy!). She can count to 11 most days, and can identify most of the letters of the alphabet. She repeats everything. <br />
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She amazes me with the memory she has. She loves to talk to Poppy and Grammy on Skype/FaceTime. And even though she barely actually dances at dance class, she talks about it all week. She kisses her brother at least a dozen times a day. She likes to sing the same songs over and over again, like "My God is So Big!" and "Jesus Loves Me" and "Patty Cake" and "The B-I-B-L-E" and "Mr. Sun" and others. The other day she started to sing "Amazing Grace how sweet the noise..." all by herself and I could have cried; it was the sweetest thing!<br />
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She comes up to Robert and I all the time and compliments us, it's so funny! "Daddy, I like your shirt." And once she said, "Mommy, I like your pee-pee!" Because honestly, what mother pees in private! She loves her friends and talks about them all the time. She remembers little details about them, or things they said once and it is remarkable. She loves to read books, and has "memorized" several of our favorites. We have fabulous tea (water) parties. Honestly, one of her favorite things is water - drinking it, pouring it, dumping it, stirring it... She loves to "sit on counter" when I am cooking. The other day she drew a curved line on the ground outside with chalk, and she said, "Look Mommy, a rainbow!" I admired it and then she said, "a promise! Jesus!" (She was remembering Noah and God's faithful promise to never flood the earth again! Well maybe not all of that, but at least something!) <br />
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It is my favorite thing in the world when she she comes up to us and asks for kisses or a "big hug!" Whenever she is told to apologize to Charlie she says, "sorry Charlie...I forgive you." She's learning, haha! She is just all around an awesome kid - so much energy, so much joy, so much fun, so much imagination, and all with a little side of crazy!<br />
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Now before you go and think she's perfect - HA! Along with all these amazingly wonderful things about my darling little girl, she has a king-sized attitude and can turn up the drama at a moments notice. It does my heart good as a mama to record all of the fabulous things I adore about her. It is so easy for me to forget those things and focus on the daily grind of discipline...and all of the hard parts of mommyhood. The times when she is driving me up a wall and will not obey to save her life, the times when the house is a disaster and then she dumps her food all over the floor, the whining like nails on a chalkboard and the attitudes - Yikes! Yet...compared to all the previous paragraphs of pure joy, well, it doesn't seem as overwhelming. <br />
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Being a mommy is truly the most amazing thing. I didn't know I could love my babies so much. I also didn't know how much I'd want to run away from the house screaming at times, haha! God is so good to give me such awesome babies and to call me to be a mother. So, mommies, when you're having a rough morning, or week ;), take a second to remember just one thing you LOVE about your little one, say thank you to The Lord, smile, and clean up the crayon off your counter joyfully as unto The Lord. <br />
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Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-4691967997041929442013-09-10T12:36:00.001-07:002013-09-21T17:29:56.111-07:00Perspective and MaggieI have been so very amazed lately at the little girl my baby has become! How in the world did the worlds sweetest baby girl turn into the most beautiful little toddler? She speaks - non stop - and runs and builds and destroys and counts and sings and tries to jump and rolls and has a sense of humor?!! A sense of humor?! She is hilarious! And everyone who has seen her can attest to how amazingly stunning she is. I'm not even bragging or trying to be prideful, but she is just a gorgeous child! (Must be good genes from her daddy!). She can count to 11 most days, and can identify most of the letters of the alphabet. She repeats everything. <br />
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She amazes me with the memory she has. She loves to talk to Poppy and Grammy on Skype/FaceTime. And even though she barely actually dances at dance class, she talks about it all week. She kisses her brother at least a dozen times a day. She likes to sing the same songs over and over again, like "My God is So Big!" and "Jesus Loves Me" and "Patty Cake" and "The B-I-B-L-E" and "Mr. Sun" and others. The other day she started to sing "Amazing Grace how sweet the noise..." all by herself and I could have cried; it was the sweetest thing!<br />
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She comes up to Robert and I all the time and compliments us, it's so funny! "Daddy, I like your shirt." And once she said, "Mommy, I like your pee-pee!" Because honestly, what mother pees in private! She loves her friends and talks about them all the time. She remembers little details about them, or things they said once and it is remarkable. She loves to read books, and has "memorized" several of our favorites. We have fabulous tea (water) parties. Honestly, one of her favorite things is water - drinking it, pouring it, dumping it, stirring it... She loves to "sit on counter" when I am cooking. The other day she drew a curved line on the ground outside with chalk, and she said, "Look Mommy, a rainbow!" I admired it and then she said, "a promise! Jesus!" (She was remembering Noah and God's faithful promise to never flood the earth again! Well maybe not all of that, but at least something!) <br />
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It is my favorite thing in the world when she she comes up to us and asks for kisses or a "big hug!" Whenever she is told to apologize to Charlie she says, "sorry Charlie...I forgive you." She's learning, haha! She is just all around an awesome kid - so much energy, so much joy, so much fun, so much imagination, and all with a little side of crazy!<br />
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Now before you go and think she's perfect - HA! Along with all these amazingly wonderful things about my darling little girl, she has a king-sized attitude and can turn up the drama at a moments notice. It does my heart good as a mama to record all of the fabulous things I adore about her. It is so easy for me to forget those things and focus on the daily grind of discipline...and all of the hard parts of mommyhood. The times when she is driving me up a wall and will not obey to save her life, the times when the house is a disaster and then she dumps her food all over the floor, the whining like nails on a chalkboard and the attitudes - Yikes! Yet...compared to all the previous paragraphs of pure joy, well, it doesn't seem as overwhelming. <br />
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Being a mommy is truly the most amazing thing. I didn't know I could love my babies so much. I also didn't know how much I'd want to run away from the house screaming at times, haha! God is so good to give me such awesome babies and to call me to be a mother. So, mommies, when you're having a rough morning, or week ;), take a second to remember just one thing you LOVE about your little one, say thank you to The Lord, smile, and clean up the crayon off your counter joyfully as unto The Lord. <br />
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Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-11179167433114660802013-08-28T10:40:00.001-07:002013-09-01T19:29:13.632-07:00Welcome to the World My Baby Boy: Charles Haddon WauhopI wanted to write all of this down so I never forget it. Charlie is nearing 10 weeks now and that seems kind of unbelievable. Only kind of, though, because it seems at the same time as though he has always been a part of our family! And if you're a mom, you totally understand that! <br />
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my baby boy came fast! I woke up on June 21 - a day before my due date - at about 6:45am feeling a contraction, but honestly I didn't really think it was anything. But I felt another about 5 minutes later. I told Robert and we were really hoping that this might be it since I was so done with being pregnant and had been walking around for over a week at 4cm! Just in case I would spend the next few days in the hospital I thought I should hop in the shower. Well, with just a few minutes into my shower I suddenly felt like dying. I yelled out to Robert, "This is it!" And boy, was it! He got Maggie up and we started texting a few friends to see if they could pick up Maggie from the hospital. I was out of the shower and into the car in a few minutes. The three minute car ride felt unbearable. I crawled into the hospital, Robert had Maggie in tow. I rode up the elevator to the 4th floor...by this time I was physically yelling out every 2 minutes. They immediately got me into a room and I was begging for an epidural. Yikes! I've never felt pain like that before; it was insane. Anyway, I needed fluids and IVs and all of that jazz. They checked me when I got into the bed and I was already 7cm dilated! The nurse told me to let her know if I was feeling pressure, because she thought I'd be ready to push soon. I wasn't about to push without an epidural, though. I was yelling and crying and people were telling me to breathe and relax! HA! Right. Finally (after about 30 minutes) I was ready for my epidural - praise Jesus!! The nurse checked me again, right away. I was 10cm and Charlie was ready to come out. <br />
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Well, my lovely doctor came in right about then and asked me if I thought I might be able to hold my baby in until noon (it was about 9:30 at this point). Ok. Well I was feeling awesome, flying high, by this time. I was all for taking a nap before I needed to push out my baby. The Lord had other plans. My blood pressure got very low and Charlie's heart rate was dropping a little. I wore an oxygen mask for about an hour, but things weren't really improving. They decided to go ahead and let me push. With my Maggie pushing was a two hour ordeal. This time, there was barely time to break the bed down. Five minutes and two pushes later the most beautiful baby boy arrived. Seven pounds, fourteen ounces, screaming his precious, perfect, little head off!<br />
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My sweet baby boy laid on my chest and we were in love. Still are! We had to stay in the hospital for 48 hours. During those 48 hours I got to watch my baby girl become a big sister. I will say that she didn't thrive in her new position within the confines of our our hospital, haha, but she sure did love that new baby! And Robert, of course, was/is the worlds greatest dad! We couldn't take our eyes off of the sweet boy that just joined our family! The Lord is so kind and we are immensely blessed. We brought our boy home, and voila - Wauhop, family of four! <br />
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We started by trying to train "Bear" to go potty...Maggie was not into that. She was much more interested in the medicine dropper that "Bear" was using to go potty than in anything else, haha. And when "Bear" had an accident and I told her, nicely, "No, no, bear! Don't pee-pee on the floor, pee-pee on the potty!" Well, Maggie started to cry for Bear. It was hilarious and sweet! But, we gave up on that pretty fast. I thought I'd just focus on potty training the actual child instead of trying to get her into the animal thing. (She wasn't into any of the "key" elements of this method of training, haha.)<br />
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She woke up with a super runny nose and wasn't really interested in eating or drinking which definitely hindered the process. It was over an hour before she had to go potty, on the chair or on the floor. But when her pee-pee decided to make its debut, it was on the floor! It was a trail of pee-pee that she walked and slipped nervously around, and then started to cry! Well, then within the next 45 minutes she pee-peed on the floor 3 more times. We were flying through princess panties! We were sitting on the potty like every 5 or 10 minutes, but she was not feeling it. I had to sing round after round of Old MacDonald and The Itsy Bitsy Spider to get her to stay put! And then before I knew it, it was nap time! Praise The Lord. We were 0 and 4, and preggo mommy needed a break! <br />
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When she woke up (early of course), I reluctantly put another pair of panties on the girl. Well, by now she was starting to get it, miraculously!! She went on the potty 3 times in a row. I think she started making herself go once she realized the "reward" aspect of the training. Each time she went on the potty she got 3 peanut butter M and Ms and 2 stickers! Totally worth it. Anyway, even though she was having success and I could see things clicking, both of us were still stressed out! She kept getting off of the potty while she was still going pee-pee, so we were still flying through underwear. And I could tell Mags was tired of the whole thing. She had a few more accidents and a few more successes, the end of the day was coming, and then she just broke down. And then...I CAVED! <br />
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So, long story longer...my little girl will not be potty trained before her sweet brother is born and I will be a mom with 2 in diapers, and I'm ok with that! I talked to a few of my most trusted and beloved mommy and they really encouraged me to enjoy these last few weeks with just me and the Mags... Honestly, she was totally getting it and would have been "potty trained" for sure by the end of the week. But I wasn't ready - physically or emotionally, haha. Not because I don't want her to grow up; it's way more lame reasons that that. I don't want to deal with accidents and emotional break downs and nursing and using the potty at Kroger and all of that. I want to take my little girl on walks these last few weeks, and go to the aquarium, and the pool, and not worry about dry pants and asking her if she has to go to the potty every 30 minutes. That sounds selfish...it was certainly humbling, though, to realize this stuff, especially after I made such a big deal about it. But, the Lord is good! And Mags and I are going to have a blast these next few weeks while we wait for Charlie! So thankful to be her momma and for all of these opportunities for my sanctification (at least after the fact, haha)! Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-84384216763740140512013-04-13T19:32:00.001-07:002013-04-13T19:32:22.494-07:00Blog What?!My, o my...blogging. Where has the time gone? <br />
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So, quick update on the Wauhop life:<br />
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1. We live in Atlanta - and by Atlanta I mean "The City of Homes," Newnan, GA - and we are really loving it. We do miss CA and our friends, but who wouldn't? But Robert is loving that his job is studying and preaching and meeting with students and parents. And we are making some new, fun friends, praise the Lord!! Two of whom are having little boys this spring/summer, too!!<br />
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2. Speaking of little boys, ours - Charles Haddon (Charlie!!) - is due exactly 10 weeks from today! Can't wait!! But also have so very much to do before he arrives :)<br />
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3. Our sweet little girl is 17 months old! Wowzer!! She is the funniest girl! Maggie is my little adventurer! She is non-stop and such a chatter box!! Here are some moments from our silly world:<br />
- she loves water and is constantly saying "water water!" Lame one to start with...but it's cute. <br />
- currently she is obsessed with babies. Everywhere we see a stroller or high chair, a child under five, and especially an actual baby - o my! "Baby!" "mommy, baby!!" She is going to love being a big sister!<br />
- she says "HI" to every single person we see as we are out and about. <br />
- another obsession is the potty! O my goodness, she loves the pee pee potty...and we are going to try to potty train in a few weeks! Wow?! We will see!?<br />
- she constantly wants to have her "boo boos" kissed. <br />
- she loves animals and the sounds they make. <br />
- she says "Ew" all the time, too, haha. It's both funny and annoying. She picks up things off of the floor or points out zits on our face and says..."ew." Weird diva child? <br />
- she repeats everything. <br />
- and there are a million other things she says and does every day that are just priceless! But of course I'm her mom...<br />
Goodness, I'm in love with this child. She is a handful and a half and I am so ready for a vacation pretty much every other day. But I wouldn't trade being her mommy for the world! <br />
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4. I just saw a commercial on tv for mederma that was filmed on Honolulu in Montrose! No way. <br />
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5. We bought a house! And it's awesome. Pics to come :) <br />
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6. Other stuff. The Lord is good. He's awesome! He provides and He is faithful and kind and sovereign and He loves me! What a blessing. <br />
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Well, that's all for now I guess. Hope to be more regular at this thing, but we will see!Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-54483048893063696602012-09-05T15:01:00.000-07:002012-09-05T15:02:17.391-07:00NEW GOALS<div style="text-align: center;">
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I have new some new goals...that I want to share with you!</div>
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So, first thing. I want to lose my mom pouch belly. Maggie is quickly approaching ONE! (AHHHH! give me a moment to freak out with excitement and wonder at how that happened so fast!), and although I've been back to my pre-pregnancy weight since she was like two or three months old, my body is totally different now (obviously). So, with thoughts of Wauhop baby number 2 starting to sound like an exciting thing - I don't want to go into that with any extra fat...for a lack of a nicer way to put that. SO - I am committing to <span id="goog_996685427"></span><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jillian-Michaels-Ripped-30/dp/B004CRR9IS" target="_blank">Jillian Michael's Ripped in 30</a><span id="goog_996685428"></span>! I'm not going to do any weird diet or anything, but I just want to kick my booty into gear and shed a little extra fat. Then I'll go back to my regular 3 or 4 (most likely less intense) workouts a week. So, that's the first thing.</div>
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Second, on the other end of things - Meal Planning! This year, a goal of mine was to cook something new every week. And honestly, I've succeeded in that area pretty well thus far - and, I have loved it! Now, I want to start being both more organized and more frugal with my meal planning. I want to plan two weeks of meals (8 meals), and do pretty much all the shopping at the beginning of the first week! This week's menu (in no particular order):</div>
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Chicken and Dumplings (crockpot)</div>
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Cilantro Thai Chicken and Rice</div>
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Cheesy White Chicken Enchiladas</div>
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Mustard Chicken and Red Potatoes</div>
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Fried Egg Quesadillas and Chips and Salsa</div>
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Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soup</div>
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Grilled Shrimp Stir fry with Potatoes</div>
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Yum!! Can't wait to eat all of this up!<br />
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Next, writing! I have about three children's books "in the works." I've always wanted to be a writer. I studied English in school (should have studied journalism, but O well). And I really want to start writing now. Robert is super busy with school and work and everything, so it's really a great time. Mags goes to bed at 7 and I need to utilize my time and get writing! I'm excited and also a little nervous about this venture...but mostly excited! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">*Let me know if you want to be a proofreader (especially those of you who read a lot to your little ones)! </span><br />
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Lastly, I want to read more. Plain and simple, I want to make more time to read good books.</div>
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So, if you see me, ask me how those things are going! I'd appreciate it :)<br />
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Have a wonderful day!!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">**(O. Also, I changed my blog format because some had said they couldn't leave comments...? so, I think that might work better now!)</span></div>
Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-90575833048521695302012-08-21T09:58:00.000-07:002012-08-21T10:10:48.298-07:00Diary of a Stay At Home Mom: My Morning Thought...I just put Maggie down for her morning nap. And as I held her for just a minute before sitting in her bed, I was praying for her future and for her salvation. Suddenly it occurred to me that I sort of presume on the Lord's grace. I think that many times when I pray for her salvation, when I pray that she will hate her sin, see her need for the Savior, submit to the Lord, love His church, and live her life as a worshipper of Christ...I just assume that that will definitely happen. On one hand, I feel like that is due to great faith and confidence in the Lord's kindness, compassion, and love! On the other hand I feel like it's because I have become complacent at the thought of the greatness of salvation. Yet again I feel so humbled by the blessed life of mommying!<br />
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What do you think? Do you ever feel like that? Praise the Lord that He is sovereign and that the gracious Holy Spirit intercedes on my behalf. Salvation truly is a miraculous and amazing gift! God is so gracious to save sinners, like me. And I trust and pray for the future salvation of my baby Maggie. <br />
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Hope you have a great day! God is so good!<br />
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<br />Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-30057325205544351482012-08-07T09:32:00.000-07:002012-08-07T09:32:28.993-07:00Chickpea Chicken Soup for my ChicaLately I've been trying to bring a lot of variety into Maggie's diet. I'm always trying new combos of fruit and it's exciting every time we can add new foods into her menu - like CHEESE! It's a favorite of mine, and thus far proved to be a favorite of hers. She will eat almost anything if I melt some cheese on the top! To be honest, though, I usually just make stuff up for her, like whatever sounds good or what might go ok together or what can I add to make it more nutritious (like some sneaky spinach!)... Last week I blended sweet potatoes, avocado, and a small apple and she totally loved that random conglomeration! But, this week I thought I'd try an actual baby food recipe. I ended up tweaking it a bit to fit what I could find at my TJs/what I thought would be good, and Maggie loved the result! So, if you have a little one, you should try it! It's yummy (to a baby), nutritious, and easy to make!<br />
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1 can of organic garbanzo beans, drained (15oz)<br />
1/2 clove of garlic, minced (*I used a whole clove, but I think it was a little too much)<br />
2 small or 1 large potato, peeled and cubed<br />
1 small onion (or less) chopped<br />
2 tbsp of olive oil<br />
3.5 cups of water<br />
1/2 cup of boiled organic chicken, shredded<br />
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Saute the garlic and onion in the olive oil for a few minutes.<br />
Add in the beans (drained) and the potatoes. Then add in the water.<br />
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Simmer for 15-20 minutes/until the potatoes are soft enough to blend.<br />
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Let it cool and it's ready to go**. I served it to Maggie with a slice of wheat bread. And, from what I can tell she definitely enjoyed it! So, try it if you want!<br />
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[**cottage cheese or whipping cream/milk is optional. I added a smidge of cottage cheese to bring some creaminess, and also to make it less watery (you also might need to add some other thickening agents such as oatmeal cereal, depending on the consistency). ALSO, if you are going to freeze it, do so sans "cream" and add the cottage cheese or what not as you serve it.] <br />
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A week without Daddy is a sad week, indeed.</div>
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Mommy and Maggie sleep with less ease.</div>
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A week without Daddy means no strong, tickling hands</div>
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And big bear hugs are in high demand.</div>
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A week without Daddy is not our favorite week,</div>
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But tomorrow he gets back and we will go out to eat!</div>
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...OK, obviously a work of art! But I couldn't justify any more time spent on thinking up rhymes. Needless to say, though, I have been missing my man something fierce! There is something about the knowledge of Daddy coming home at the end of the day that really helps to get you through a bought of crying or whining or teething or ??? you name it; but the knowledge of Daddy's absence for an entire week has the opposite effect. But, tomorrow, he returns! Yay! </div>
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From the sounds of it, camp was amazing - lots of great ministry, one of one conversations, and fabulous preaching. There were fun games and a lot of dirty kids. Robert was one of the "hype" men this year, and he had a lot of fun doing that. And, I'm SO thankful (despite how much he was missed) that he was able to be there, attending to all of that, and know that I was at home taking care of our baby and apartment... </div>
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I've been thinking that with ministry this sort of thing might be asked of us a lot. Trying to think about the future and what we might do: take the kids, leave the kids with someone else, don't go? These decisions do not need to be made today, obviously, but it is something to think about. My number one responsibility is my husband and children (future tense, obviously since i have only 1 as of right now!) and doing ministry with them as a family is a DREAM! When they're littler and money is "littler" it can be tough. But, it's so awesome to know that the Lord provides! And, He will not call us to anything that is too difficult for us! So, with all of that in mind, and with me wanting to get to bed...I leave this for another time. </div>
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Goodnight Cyberspace and my few reading friends :)</div>Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-52248054210497455312012-07-20T22:23:00.000-07:002012-07-20T22:23:16.330-07:00The Diary of a Stay at Home Mom: A Thankful "Dr. Mom"<br />
Tonight I put my baby girl down for bed and was just really overwhelmed by how much I love her. <br />
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I am so thankful for her. She is such a beautiful girl. She is incredibly sweet. She is so smart and getting smarter. The girl loves her some drama, but in time I pray that we can harness that for her good and the Lord's glory. She is my morning, noon, and night right now - and I love it!<br />
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Since we've been back from vacation (almost two weeks) Maggie has been sick. First, we were unsure of what she was dealing with and eventually learned she had "roseola" - basically it was a high fever (103ish) for 3 days and then when it broke (on Thursday night) she developed a complete body rash for a couple days. We had a few days of relief over the weekend and on Monday, but Tuesday she started into a pretty fierce runny nose. At first I attributed that to teething, but as it lingered it was clear she had yet another virus. She now has a gnarly cold, with a hoarse, barking cough - and I tell you it is one of the saddest sounds. You can hear how sore her throat is when she cries, and it really does break my heart. <br />
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It's super hard to have a sick little baby when you are a new mom; at least for this new mom. I think I have said "I don't know what to do for you" (or some variation of that) more than 100 times these past two weeks. When she can talk or point to what's bothering her, I think it'll be much less difficult...or at least take out a lot of the guess work. I'd go to the moon and back to make her happy, but this week what she needed most from me was patience (which I definitely lacked at times) and a lot of cuddle time, which I was so happy to do!<br />
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But, all of this to say...these two weeks have made me INCREDIBLY thankful for a healthy baby! How kind is the Lord to give me the gift of a healthy baby girl - all of her organs functioning and bones straight and everything doing what it is supposed to be doing when it is supposed to do it! That is a miracle, babies are a miracle; there is so much that could go wrong, but the Lord so graciously has given us this gorgeous, healthy girl! That's not to say that that will continue, or our other children will be that way as well, although we do pray for that - but right now I couldn't be more grateful for His kindness in my girl, Maggie! <br />
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I really do hope my role of "Dr. Mom" comes to an end soon, but children truly are a blessing from the Lord and I am so in love with my lovey little blessing! Hope everyone has enjoyed this sunny week!<br />
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Zip-line video! (did i mention it was pouring rain during half of this adventure! thankfully not during this video, otherwise we might have ruined our camera!)</div>
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Waimea Canyon. The "Little" Grand Canyon.</div>
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And Maggie ate some sand...haha. O well.</div>
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I love her fat, little nose.</div>
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"Sister's Forever!"</div>
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Maggie's Aunt and Uncles (so weird my siblings are aunts and uncles).</div>
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One last family picture in this Paradise before a DAY of travel :)</div>
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What a great trip!! Thank You, Lord, for safety and family and sunshine! If you want to know more about our trip, just ask! And now, we are very glad to be home!!!</div>
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THE END!</div>Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-49234586022500963902012-07-11T21:34:00.000-07:002012-07-11T21:34:01.761-07:00Kauai 2012 (part 1)<div style="text-align: center;">
We had such a GREAT vacation! Family, beach, zip-line, pool, sun, and lots of food - sounds amazing, right! I'm so thankful to my grandparents for taking us and my whole family on this trip. It was such a blessing from the Lord and such a special time! So instead of a long narrative about all of the details about our vacation, here are a bunch of pictures. Enjoy!</div>
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First day at the beach!</div>
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Maggie's fun new pool float!</div>
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She's too sweet!</div>
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My grandparents = awesome! They started it all :)</div>
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All of us! The Bowens, Morales', Smiths, Watsons, and Wauhops!</div>
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Anniversary Date Night!! Seriously some of the best food I've ever eaten, and I SO loved being alone with my man for 24 whole hours!!</div>
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I realized this was getting a little long...so, Kauai 2012 part 2 coming up. Stay tuned!</div>Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-60156759462677473002012-07-11T11:48:00.000-07:002012-07-11T11:48:14.818-07:00Shout Out!!<div style="text-align: center;">
I have a few friends who are great, entrepreneurial stay at home moms, and I just wanted to give them a little shout-out today! Check out their websites/blogs/products...</div>
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First up, my neighbor and friend Rebecca Leon @ <a href="http://etsy.com/shop/GoGreenTreasures" target="_blank">Go Green Treasures</a>. She makes tons of really cool and beautiful wreaths for literally every occasion. She can customize them, as well, to fit your specific need. She also sells lots of homemade jewelry! Check her out!</div>
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Maggie LOVES her daddy. I'm rather fond of him, myself ;) I love watching the two of them together; they are my two most favorite people - ever, and they make quite the duo. Robert gets the biggest kick out of making her laugh, and this was a sweet moment they had the other night after bathtime... So precious. Hope you enjoy it.</div>
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Robert and I have had a few dates since Maggie has been born, Sem Banquet and another dinner. But, for his graduation gift I wanted to plan a super fun DAY for just the two of us. So, the wonderful Amanda Taylor (and Emily for a little, too!) watched our sweet little one while the two of us celebrated together. We seriously had the best time!!<br />
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Up first - <a href="http://www.mb2raceway.com/" target="_blank">MB2 Raceway</a>! MB2 is legit go-kart racing - so much fun and pretty intense. You have to sign a waiver that basically says I won't sue if I die; but, on the up-side, you get to pick cool racer names. Robert was Bobcat and I was Bobcat's Wife, haha. I was pretty scared before we raced, and for good reason. Basically, I almost killed someone, haha. Two guys wrecked in front of me and I didn't have time to put my brakes on and I literally ramped up on top of this guy and his car! It was terrifying! The rest of the race I drove at a crawling pace, letting everyone lap me...it was a 14 lap race, and I completed 8 laps! Robert came in 2nd place, though! A highlight for sure, though, was that we saw Steve Carrel with his wife and family there, having a family birthday party! So, racing was a blast!<br />
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Next - We headed to the Americana in Glendale! We walked around a little and then had an early dinner at the Cheesecake Factory! YUM!! We had a gift-card, but decided to "share:" fried macaroni (appetizer), Miso salmon with mashed potatoes and sugar snap peas, and Adam's Peanut-butter Cup Fudge Ripple Cheesecake - um YES! It was AMAZING. I'm hungry now...I need a snack.<br />
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Then - I got Robert a gift-card for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.theartofshaving.com/" target="_blank">The Art of Shaving</a> </span>, so we stopped in there. He got some gear? is that a proper term? He got some stuff for shaving - very legit, gentlemanly, "luxurious" shaving, haha. He was pretty excited; it was cute! And, bonus, his face smells amazing these days :)<br />
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Thank you, Lord, for an amazing husband to share this grace of life called marriage! It truly is a gift from the Father, and I am so grateful for every second of it! Next week we head to Kauai!! We will celebrate our third anniversary and see all of my family - we are really looking forward to spending a lot more time together!!Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-60988471613138956922012-06-03T18:13:00.001-07:002012-06-03T22:56:02.538-07:00Happy Half-Birthday, Maggie Grace: 6 months!Six whole months! Half a year! On one hand it completely flew by; and on another, I can hardly believe she's only been with us for that short of a time! <b>My baby girl is </b>(was...since this is a late post and she will be 7 months a week from today) <b>6 months old!</b> <br />
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She is a CRAZY <b>wiggle worm!</b> I think her tiny size, too, makes it hard to hold on to her. She just kind of squirms her way out of your arms. She is busy and so much fun!</div>
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<b>Teething</b>. Teething. Teething - Boo. Nap-Ruiner. Crankiness. Sad... I try and tell her (and myself) that teeth are worth it and allow you to enjoy a wondrous many splendid things in the future!</div>
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We got to see <b>family</b> from NoVa - Grammy, Poppy, Uncle Tim, Aunt Joni, and Jake! And watch Daddy graduate from Seminary!</div>
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We tried lots of new <b>foods</b> this month...Sweet Potatos, Carrots, Zuccini, Mangos (favorite!), Pears, Apples, Squash...!</div>
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She gives <b>kisses </b>now, and that is pretty awesome!! Big, slobbery, open-mouth kisses!</div>
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It's hard to remember what was "last" month and what was this about to be 7 month stuff. But, I can tell you that watching your child totally discover the world - seeing her basically every second of her waking life, is unbelievably awesome!! Watching her eyes light up, seeing what she does and doesn't like, what makes her laugh, what makes her cry, going after something she's not sure she can reach, her eyes scanning the room for what to get into next, tasting, hearing, seeing, feeling things for the very first time...I get to be there for all of it - every day! Yes, being a mom is the hardest thing I've ever been blessed with. But it is by far the most AMAZING thing (besides marrying Robert <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">[cause and affect]</span>) that I will ever do in this life! Maggie is a little person that looks a lot like me and the one that I love and she is growing and learning new things all the time! It seems everyday she surprises me with what she can do! I cannot kiss her enough. I can't get enough of her little laugh - AH, it is the sweetest thing! I don't really understand the saying, "The world is your oyster," but the world is certainly Maggie's jungle gym to explore and discover these days.</div>
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<i>I love being your mommy, Maggie Grace! God was so kind to let me hold and mold and love you, little girl!</i> <i>It's already and only, at the same time been six wonderful months with you, and I pray for thousands more. </i></div>Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-76462480970867725142012-05-25T09:08:00.001-07:002012-05-25T09:09:16.935-07:00Congratulations, Husband!!Last Sunday, May 13, my amazing husband, Robert Wauhop, graduated from the Master's Seminary with his MDiv (Masters of Divinity)! This was a day that we had been excitedly anticipating since, well, since we've been married... maybe even before that! That's when our seminary journey started - less than a month after our wedding we headed out in the good old Lexus, made the drive across the country, and arrived here, at the Master's Seminary! Three years later I hear these glorious words: "Robert Wauhop, Summa Cum Laude!" That's right, Summa Cum Laude - "with highest honor!" That title is rewarded to those with a GPA of 3.9-4.0...basically he's a genius graduating with a 3.96 (while doing ministry, hanging out with his wife and daughter, and working)! I can't tell you how excited I was to hear Dr. Mayhue call his name and to see him walk across that stage - and when it happened I was NOT disappointed! It was such a proud moment and I am so filled with gratitude.<br />
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The Lord has provided for Robert and I so faithfully, perfectly, and abundantly throughout our three years in seminary! We've lived in three totally different, fun places: Castaic, North Hollywood, and now Montrose! We've been so blessed to serve on the Grace Community Church high school staff for most of our time here, and we LOVE it - our kids and the staff, who are our best friends! And the best most significant "accomplishment" during our time here is the blessing of our beautiful baby girl! We're parents! I still can't believe it sometimes. Maggie is an amazing addition to our family; we are so crazy about her beautiful face and super fun little personality! I am extremely thankful and blessed beyond measure! Above and beyond what we have asked and far far more than we deserve, thank You, Lord!<br />
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So, what's next for the Wauhops? It is official - we are staying here in California while Robert gets his ThM. And honestly, I'm excited about that! And honestly, again, I was not so much at first...but it has become really obvious that this is what the Lord has for us. And bonus, we have a wonderful church, great friends and neighbors - and each other, which is all I need to be happy! So basically, the ThM is a Masters in theology, which will enable him to teach at a collegiate level and maybe even in a seminary. He should be done with this degree by January. After that, we will go to a church...somewhere...hopefully...! We had some other plans that didn't end up working out, and that is ok, because the Lord is in control. He didn't call us to this task of seminary and sacrifice to leave us stranded. So, we are super excited about our future, and fully enjoying each day along the way! <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I am so thankful for you, Robert; for the countless hours of hard work, for the thousands of pages written, the scores of thousands, maybe even millions, of pages read, the late nights, the prayer, the dedication, the sacrifice, the leadership...well done, good and faithful husband! Enjoy the fruit of your labor. I love you!!</span><br />
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But seriously, we had SO much fun this weekend at the gorgeous <a href="http://www.greystonemansion.org/" target="_blank">Greystone Mansion</a> in Beverly Hills!! (Thanks <a href="http://carlybrannon.com/" target="_blank">Carly Brannon</a> for the tip!) We brought a picnic (Chipotle) lunch - yum! It turned out there was no "picnicking" allowed, nor the throwing or catching of balls, and a few other random things. But it was an absolutely gorgeous and FREE activity! Even the drive down was super fun, (we took the 2 to the 134 to the 101 and got off on Coldwater Canyon and followed that down most of the way) very scenic - the secluded Beverly Hills! Here are few of my favorite pics from the day. Enjoy! <br />
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Handsomest Hubby/Daddy I've ever seen!!</div>
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My two most favorite people!! Love their big, beautiful blue eyes!</div>
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Maggie loves giving kisses...big, wet, slobbery ones...all the time!!</div>
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and a few of the place, itself...</div>
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Thank you, Lord, for your beautiful creation, a super fun day in the sun, and an amazing family to enjoy your graces with!!! We are so blessed!!</div>Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1912072637882384180.post-69863408688184754432012-05-17T13:54:00.001-07:002012-05-17T13:55:58.878-07:00Faith & Hope(I think that is the name of an old TV show with Kelly Ripa...but that is not the topic at hand today.)<br />
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This is actually something I've been thinking about lately as I've been studying 1 Peter and I wanted to share...(from the MacArthur commentary on 1 Peter).<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Faith and hope are the two-fold blessings of redemption in God. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Faith </span></span>enables believers to trust God for necessary grace in the midst of life's present circumstances, struggles, and anxieties (5:7, Ps. 5:11, 31:1, 37:5, 56:11, Prov. 29:25, Isa 26:3, Nah. 1:7, Phil. 4:6), and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">hope</span></span> enables belief in future grace to be revealed for them in heavenly glory (Ps. 146:5, Acts 23:6, 24:15, Rom. 5:2, 8:18-25, Gal. 5:5, Titus 2:13, Heb. 6:11, 15)."</span><br />
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So maybe you could think about that today, and praise the Lord!Ashley Wauhophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13718405042661437131noreply@blogger.com0