Has it really been 6 Months?!

It has been 6 months almost to the day since my last post. I almost feel guilty… almost. Another thing that has happened is we have reached our 6 month mark in our pregnancy. Come December we will finally be welcoming our baby girl to this world.

I can not believe that we are almost there. I’m finally starting to look pregnant, and not fat. You know what I mean, that in between stage when people don’t want to be rude and ask you if you’re pregnant just in case you gained a lot of weight and they put themselves in a real awkward position. Although, I am totally the kind of person who would look them straight in the eye and say “Actually, I’ve been having a real problem with my Thyroid.” I love making people uncomfortable! Ha!
And the timing could not be more perfect for baby #2 to arrive, but for that, I have to back track a bit. Lets just say February through May are kind of a wash. The only majorly significant thing in there (other than finding out we were pregnant) is that we celebrated our 6th anniversary. We didn’t do a whole lot, but we did visit our favorite restaurant Jakes. We’ve gone there every year since we moved out to San Diego and I will say it is the best anniversary place, but that is no secret to those who live here already.

My Beautiful Flowers from my amazing hubby.

Yummy Drinks. I always get the mojito here.

Ahi Appetizer

And of course… The Hula Pie!
Got a little distracted and forgot to take photos of our meal, but it was amazing! As usual.
Back to my main point. This June, my hubby graduated from Bethel Theological Seminary with his MASTERS degree in Marriage and Family Therapy!!

Lets just say that I am one proud wifey! It took 4 years and lots of study hours to get it done, but he did it. Only… there was one looming little detail and that was the requirement of completing 500 hours of training hours of therapy. The dreaded practicum. It’s really good that this is required, but it also meant that he had to work another 15-20 hours a week to complete this in his last year of schooling. I mean, honestly, would you really want to see a therapist who just graduated from school and has absolutely no experience with one on one therapy?! I wouldn’t. Thankfully though, there are plenty of people who don’t have an option. Kirk has been working at a place called Phoenix House which is a government facility that kids are court ordered to go to that have been caught with drugs. They have to receive drug counseling as well as therapy from “trainees” like my husband. The best thing about this in comparison to a hospice care, where most “trainees” have to go is that he gets a lot of experience with entire families as well as group sessions. I think it’s pretty cool.
Anyway! This upcoming week marks the end of his 500 hours working as a “trainee.” Thursday is officially his last day which means my husband finally goes back to a “normal” ministry work schedule! This year has not been the easiest to get through, it has certainly not been full of adventures, but we knew that this would be our life for the next year and it was only for a short season. It’s exactly what we signed up for and what we felt God calling us to do. I’m not gonna lie though, I sure am looking forward to having my hubby home closer to 5pm rather than 9-11pm like it has been. Congratulations honey!! I am very proud of you!!
Next week also marks Elijah’s first ever week of school. He will be attending Mission Hills Preschool 2 days a weeks. I am trying not to be overly emotional about it, but c’mon, he is my baby boy and he is growing up WAY too fast. I am, however, looking forward to getting some “me” time in these next couple of months before baby girl comes. And thankfully he is attending a school that I am 100% confident and comfortable with.

Recap: We are pregnant, husband graduates, Eli starts school/Husband finishes school ;-), next step… waiting for baby to come. Yay.
I am definitely looking forward to the next few months of our life and can’t wait to see what God has in store for us next.
Here’s to hoping that I don’t wait another 6 months update this blog.


Music, Love, and Football

What is life like for a woman married to a musician? Not just any musician…one who leads a congregation of how many in worship? And my other one is…what hours of the day does your little boy drive your crazy and what do you do? And does he watch football? Love, Irene

A couple of weeks back I ask you all to share any questions you might have or ideas for future blogs. A few of you had suggestions, but Irene was the first to actually comment on my blog. So, she gets the first blog response. Woohoo! OK, not that exciting, but at least it gets me blogging.

To answer the first question; being married to a musician is pretty fantastic! You see, I’ve always been extremely attracted to a man who can sing and play an instrument. In fact, that was on my “list” of what I wanted in a man. Growing up I was encouraged to stand for what I believed in and what I wanted. Don’t let any one else’s opinions sway who you are. I was once told that it is perfectly fine to make a “list” or more like set certain standards and hold tightly to those when dating or thinking of dating a man. I had very high standards as a matter of fact. Turned a couple of guys down because they did not fit those standards. Only once did I lower those standards… but that’s a story for another day. Then came Kirk. I was at a point in my life where I did not want to date and just focus on my relationship with the Lord. I started attending a service geared towards the 18-29 age group and happened to see this beautiful man on stage singing with a guitar in his hands and knew I was in trouble. But that’s getting off topic, now isn’t it?!

My wonderful husband grew up with his dad making up a song for every little thing in life. Bath time, bed time, dinner time… you name it, his dad had a song for it. Kirk has definitely adopted that tradition. So, my wonderful hubby now sings songs for our little Eli. I swear it’s the sweetest thing in the world. I also get to hear his process of writing music. When its bare bones. I get to be apart of that process sometimes by giving my input. I also get to listen to his crazy morning warm ups before he sings. Which 99.9% of the time make me laugh hysterically. Elijah has now started to join in on the warm ups.

The other part of that question (pertaining to leading worship) well, that is pretty fantastic. I usually have to turn away from looking at him while he leads because it can be extremely distracting from the time of worship that I should be in. God have given me a beautiful gift in my husband that combines two of my favorite things in the world. Music and the love of my life. That alone causes me to worship my Lord and savior. I feel a sense of pride when he walks off of that stage to come sit with me. I sit just a little bit taller because I am proud of the man who God has made him to be. I love being able to sing along with him every week. I also feel that God has given him a very unique gift of disappearing and allowing people to see through him and focus on the Lord. Not every worship pastor can do that.

I think it’s pretty evident that I love being married to a musician/worship pastor. But he is much more than that. He is the best husband, father and friend anyone could ask for and that far overshadows the incredible musician he is.

Now, for the less mushy question about my precious little boy. I find that the times I have less patience with my little guy are when I don’t have my alone time with God. I know that sounds like the typical “righteous” answer, but I really know that’s a huge part of it. The other part being when I don’t get enough time with my husband/close girlfriends. Interaction with other people away from my motherly duties is a huge part of what I need in my life. I am an extrovert, therefore, I need time with others. I have realized that we as moms tend to put ourselves on the back-burner in order to take care of our families. It’s a natural inclination. I tried to ignore that part of myself for while and realized just how much it affected my parenting. So, I decided to make it a point, once a week, to get out and have me time. Whether it’s spent sleeping in, going to Starbucks to read, do my bible study or meet up with a friend, it’s time dedicated to me and only me. Thankfully my wonderful hubby has agreed to me needing that time so he blesses me by having a boys morning every Friday with Eli. My little guy needs me to be the best mommy I can be and my husband deserves the best wife. So in order to be those things, I need to be honest with where I am at and what I need. Elijah is a pretty good kid and very easy. I am blessed. But I will say, some nights just are not fun for me especially if he misses a nap. He’s not quite to that point where he can console himself and understand all of his feelings so he can sometimes go off the deep end, but that’s a 3-year-old, right?

The final question being, does he watch football? Well that would be a resounding yes! Thankfully both of our families are football fanatics so it’s been ingrained in both of us and you can bet that Eli will grow up with the same lifestyle. He yells out “Football!” and “Touchdown!” he likes to have the ball thrown at him, he pretends to catch it, then throws it down and runs at you to tackle you. Hopefully he’ll be our little football player. I will say though, that his love of sports is not just limited to football; he sits down and watched basketball with me (which Kirk doesn’t necessarily like, but allows me to watch be cause I love it so much.) Eli even yells out “Basketball!!’ and “Go Lakers!!” I am raising my kid right, that is for sure. 😉

So, I hope that I answered your questions. Probably more than you wanted to hear. Thanks for responding Irene. This was a lot of fun.