Thursday, May 16, 2013

30 Before 30

Yesterday was my birthday.  The big 2-9.  The last birthday I will celebrate in my twenties.  Whoza.  I am getting up there.  HA!

The day was very enjoyable.  Chris went out and got me donuts in the morning.  So, little man and I had breakfast together (he may have had a nibble of my birthday treat, no judgement folks).

We headed out to see my mom afterwards at her office.  Henry always enjoys going to see Granma.  He gets to do whatever he wants!  Huge basket of toys, a box full of paper, kid was in heaven.

I had to work in the afternoon, boo.   But, Chris surprised me when I got home and had made arrangements for my mom to watch Henry so we could enjoy a meal out.  Perks of having family close who are more than willing to spend time with the babe. 

Chris also sent flowers.  They are a sweet surprise from time to time.  I love that guy!

While we are at dinner I asked Chris to help me with a "30 before 30" list.  I love lists, I am one of those people.  So, I thought it would be fun to think of 30 realistic things I would like to do before I reached the age of 30.  So, here they are:
  • Get counseling license (they are reviewing my application June 28)
  • Volunteer somewhere
  • Run in two 5ks (I was reluctant on this, whatever)
  • Read To Kill a Mockingbird again 
  • Go to the beach
  • Follow through and do something with the 7 Experiment (this counts for 7 things, it is intense)
    • This book is LIFE CHANGING!!  That's all I'm gonna say on that soap box topic... for now.
  • Wear more accessories (or get rid of them if I don't)
  • Keep Henry's baby book up to date
  • Finish Henry's first year memory book
  • Complete the embroidery project I am doing with Wirth.
  • Learn to bake bread
  • Make a new friend (or hang out with Jenny Lotz in real life, I think this should count)
  • Pay off student loan
  • Go visit Katie and the kiddos
  • Take a class with Henry (music, gymboree, another swim session, we shall see)
  • Do a Wednesday night Bible study
  • Do something with adoption
  • 2 date nights a month
  • 2 family nights a month
  • Make homemade ice cream
  • Meet up with friends for play dates
  • Go on a tour of Askenosi Chocolate Factory
  • Cut back on my fast food addiction (limit one time a week perhaps?)
  • Complete a somewhat major home project
I think most of these are fairly measurable and doable.   I will keep you posted on my success. 

I can't believe I am already 29.  This age used to sound so stinking old to me.  It is fun to reflect on how I thought my life would be at this point and how amazingly awesome it is.  Lots of fun things are yet to come in this next year.  Can't wait!!!

8 Months

In my defense, I wrote this over three weeks ago and just haven't sat down to put the pictures on.  I have GOT to be better about getting pictures off of the camera and doing something with them.  

I am a little behind on your 8 month post... What else is new? I am in love with this age. I wish that I could freeze time and keep you this size and sweetness for forever.

You are a rolling fool and have started to rock on your hands and knees. You push yourself backwards easily and have been known to trap yourself under furniture. Silly boy.

Our favorite thing as of late is to lay on the gray bed for "cool down" time before nap time. This used to be our time to read books and cuddle, but is now your time to roll around and let out some giggles. Love it!!!

On your 8 month birthday you learned how to sit up from laying on your belly. This will be interesting I'm sure.

I love to see you learn new things every day. Whether it is a new sound that you repeat over and over, a new dance move, or just something in the house that you've never noticed. Watching those little wheels turn is precious and priceless.

You continue to be a great babe and even though we might have a rough nap day or you might fight to go down some nights, I am reminded it is typically just a phase and is short lived. You are dreamy and I am spoiled.

You love your momma and I am smitten with you. When I come home from work your smile is amazing and you wiggle and squirm until you're in my arms. You have the best baby fluff and I could snuggle with you for hours. I hope you continue to be a snuggle bug as you grow, not ready to give that up.

This mom gig is clicking more and more every day and I love it. So glad you were placed into our lives.

As seen in the pictures you roll constantly and are on the move.  Might have to get more creative on taking your pictures in the upcoming months.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Mother's Day

Fifty three more minutes of this day set aside to honor moms. This year was the bomb-diggity. This year was my first official, baby in my arms, Mother's Day. Whew, heart is melting with gratitude. 

And my oh my how blessed I am to be a momma. The thankfulness, patience, humility, reliance, and all around eye opening experience it has been.  

My husband made sure to make the day extra special for me. A gift card to a spa :), a dozen of my favorite cookies, and twelve little coupons of sweet gifts for the twelve years of waiting. 


This little boy has stolen my heart, so thankful for his little "momma" pleas, giggles, kisses and even the bite mark on my shoulder he graced me with today.  He's my baby boy. 

Thursday, May 2, 2013

A Big Day

So, today has been fun and it is only 10:45 am.  Wanna know why this has been a fun day?!?!?!  Because this morning, this went in the mail...

Now probably 99.9% of the readers of my blog know exactly what this is because I have been talking about it for some time.  BUT, for my own documentation purposes, allow me to expand about this thick envelope that went into the mail today.

Back in the spring of 2008 I was at a fork in the road.  I had been teaching for almost two years and knew I wanted to get my masters in something.  Helping others has always been on my radar and I was interested in finding a degree program that would help me do this either in or out of the school setting just in case I ever wanted to get out of education.  After much prayer, I decided to apply for grad school at a local seminary to pursue a masters in counseling.  This particular spring was full of life altering events.  I was a single lady who was ready to take on the world, bought my little blue house all by myself, and was accepted to AGTS.

I started classes the fall of 2008 and was quickly overwhelmed.  Grad school is so much different than undergrad.  Papers on papers on papers and I am not a great writer (round of applause for my mom for editing all of my papers for me and helping me in this department).  I had to quickly accept that I probably wouldn't be getting a 4.0 (I still graduated with a cool cord, but I had to accept the fact that I had to sacrifice grades to a degree for sanity).  Low and behold towards the end of my first semester I met a dashing fellow named Chris.  God has fun plans.  Here I was ankle deep in a 60 hour degree program and I met a guy waist deep in optometry school up in St. Louis.  

I was determined to complete my degree and Chris wouldn't have had it any other way.  So, we had "study dates" three hours apart and life as a grad student continued.  Through lots of tears, late nights, praises, and prayers, I wrapped up my degree in December of 2010.  Five semesters of papers, tests, flash cards and comps.  I was in my fifth year of teaching, engaged and playing that what now game.  Chris had applied for a residency and was placed in Mount Vernon and so we knew we would be in Springfield for another year at least.  

Now here's a kicker.  Remember how I graduated?  That was fun and all and a huge accomplishment, but I wasn't technically done.  See, I had my counseling degree, which means a lot, but not a lot at the same time.  There's another step in the process, becoming licensed.  Which takes another stupid test and 3,000 supervised hours.  THREE THOUSAND!!!  So, the question was do I teach for another year, sit on my degree and see where Chris' career took us?  Or do I start applying for jobs and step out in faith that God will provide a way for the hours to be completed in the five year time period.  

I started to look for a job.

Nothing was overly promising at first until I stumbled across a post about a local private Christian practice.  The boss man decided to have an interview with me and I reluctantly went.  I figured it would be bogus and my teaching contract would be signed for another year by the end of the week.  Remember how I said God has fun plans?  I walked out of the interview with a strange peace that this was what I needed to do and immediately called Chris and my mom in tears.  

So, here I was a wedding coming up, I turned in my notice to my principal (that was another tear fest, I miss my teacher friends), and Chris and I were going to start our marriage BOTH with new jobs and in essence new careers.  

I started my supervised hours that summer and started seeing clients in August.  EYE OPENING!!!  I work with low income families primarily and do in home therapy.  I learned a lot about myself and society as a whole real quick.  

Things were going smoothly until I peed on a stick in December and two lines appeared.  Seriously God?!  Here I was again, just ankle deep in a long process and a baby on the way.  I forged through sessions over the next nine months trying to get as many of my 1,200 direct client hours done.  

Baby boy made his appearance in August (I don't think I need to go into how delightful this surprise in life was and has been, he is perfect).  I dreaded going back to work, DREADED!  But, I had about 900 hours to wrap up.  Chris pulled his "head of household" card and said push on sweetie, push on.  I wanted to stay home so bad, but we made adjustments to life and I returned to work in October.  The days and weeks have plugged by and that leads us to the present.

As of June 1 I will have completed 1,200 direct client hours and 1,800 "other" counseling related hours (research, notes, phone calls, supervision, etc.).  My application went in the mail today for a board of about eight people to review and give me their stamp of approval or denial in June.  Everything should be fine, but there is always that "what if" fear.  I pray I am not doing a follow up post in June with sad music in the background that something wasn't completed correctly or I messed up my addition on my hours between supervisors and I am short x amount of hours.  But, I can't think that way, ha.

These past two years have been HARD and rewarding.  I sat in front of the mailbox and said a tearful prayer over this thick envelope before putting it in the blue box.  The next chapter is unknown but I am so excited to see what God has in store.  

There have been countless times I have prayed to God a prayer of frustration that I don't see BIG things in my life anymore.  I look at how He vividly answers prayers for other and I was a big baby and wanted the same for me.  Oh how He has opened my eyes over the past several months.  I cannot go through these past five years and deny His hand in EVERY STEP!  He has answered and continues to answer my prayers.  I am so, so very thankful.