Friday, June 29, 2012

happy


happy friday to you!!!

“Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.”


“Joy is a net of love in which you can catch souls.” 

“What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family.” 

-Blessed Mother Teresa

Thursday, June 28, 2012

{phfr}

Pretty
My birthday cake from earlier in the week. It was so pretty and so delicious!
Happy
My pretty big girl. Again, with the bright bold colors. They really bring out her
blue eyes! I love her so much & I can't believe how big she's getting!



funny
At the place we ate for my birthday they have all these vintage pictures in the hallway.
The establishment has been around since the 20's or 30's and it's on the beach
so you can see how people enjoyed their leisure time.
I love the old dresses/outfits/ and bathing suits, don't you?!

Real
She was so happy when we got home from our playdate. She said, "mom, I love my friends!" 
It melted my heart. (It's such a blessing to have good families with similar values to spend time with...)
But she was also quite tired and ready to lay down for a nap...you see, Lou actually does love her naps and will ask me to go lay down when she's tired!
Also, do you see the chalk on the side of our house? 
Apparently we are still learning where the appropriate places to use chalk are... :)

 Hosted by Like Mother Like Daughter!!


Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Puttering


Lots of people on my facebook newsfeed are commenting on this weather we are having. It's definitely not the summer weather we had all hoped for. It's nearing the end of June and we still haven't really had a streak of warm weather. Just like everyone, I am feeling ready for it too. There comes a time during every season where you're just ready for that change....then you are overly ready. And ready to scream....


I feel like the girls and I are just kind of puttering through our days. I am at a very low energy point in my pregnancy. And while there are many projects I'd love to during the day, everyone from my mom to my doctor to my husband is telling me to slow it down and not to push it. I would seriously get into trouble if I organized the coat closet or did the rest of the laundry (totally backed up) -which is what I'm really itching to do. *sigh* So for a few more weeks I'm trying to focus on the essentials, like taking good care of the girls and myself. Luckily though, Mike will have 6 days off starting this Friday! This will be awesome, as we can work together to get this To-Do list taken care of. I know I will feel much better about having baby Michael if even just 75% of the list gets accomplished!

my list started off on just one page then grew to the other side...hence the wonkiness of it.
I'm sure it will grow to the back too here soon...
Once that little baby is here I will want to snuggle in and nurse him and adjust to the new family dynamic. I'm really looking forward to it, actually. As tricky as the newborn stage can sometimes be, I think with my third one, I'm really going to have a chance to enjoy it.

But for now, what would really be nice is for a. the weather to clear up so we can get some more energy from the sun and being outside. and b. me to be able to have a non-pregnant clone of myself so I can get everything done I want to and also spend time relaxing with the husband who also deserves a break from work!!! One can dream!

Sunday, June 24, 2012

27

We played on the beach for about 5 seconds before the rain came....
Oh well
kissing in the rain ;)

One of my favorit-est greasy-est places for lunch!

Doesn't really seem like June 23rd, does it? brrrr...
Josie and papa. Josie says "bump it!"

Despite the copious amounts of rain, I love my city

Plus it cleared up later!
Here is my Salty's birthday cake. Love their white chocolate!

ME! 27 and pregnant with #3 (I want to emphasize I'm pregnant because I feel like my face looks very much chubby!)
Sorry for the vanity...

My brown eyed girl, sampling the cake.

At least Mike is super handsome and holds up the looks part of the relationship!

And he did a lot to make me feel special yesterday. Thanks babe! Ily!

I had a great day with my family. Happy Birthday to me! Getting close to 30. Eek!

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Hey you know what's fun?








Trespassing so you can take pictures of wild flowers and even pick a few to take home! 
(Hey, no one's going to prosecute a pregnant lady...right? ;)


Can you spot the little lady bug on my bouquet? 


(You know, if I had my wedding to do all over again I think I'd save 300.00 and just use flowers like this)

Monday, June 18, 2012

Fortitude and Prudence


So far I have been a blessed lady when it comes to growing babies. Sure, I've had the typical pregnancy symptoms, but nothing extreme has happened to me. And for that I know I should be thankful, and I am. I really really am.

When we found out we were pregnant back in November, Mike and I were so happy and excited. We happened to have family staying with us at the time, so we got to go out last minute to a little Italian restaurant and talk about the positive pregnancy test we had just taken that night. I remember feeling excitement, a little bit of disbelief, and a little bit of fear. Fear because I knew in nine months we were to be outnumbered by our children! We would be going from societies' acceptable amount of children to one beyond that. And while having 3 children isn't totally out of the realm of normal (not yet anyway) it's on the verge. Especially when your children are just under two years apart each. Yes, I was doing the math in my head. Yes, I was a little nervous that Josephine was still nursing and sleeping in our room. Yes, I was wondering - Lord, can we really handle this? Seriously, You trust us?

There have been many rough patches with this pregnancy. Emotional tribulations, and more recently I have been feeling exhausted in the midst of daily life. Though it's been hard, in some ways, I feel like the Lord is toughing me up a little. Teaching me that virtue of fortitude, which I never really considered myself possessing much of. I decided to look this virtue up in the Catechism of the Catholic Church because I find myself wondering how much it has to do with simply working hard every day, and how much it has to do with the spiritual life.


"Fortitude is the moral virtue that ensures firmness in difficulties and constancy in the pursuit of the good...the virtue of fortitude enables one to conquer fear, even fear of death, and to face trials and persecutions. It disposes one even to renounce and sacrifice his life in defense of a just cause." CCC 1808


I'm not sure what you take from that, but I think the church is saying how fortitude is important for carrying out one's daily duties and responsibilities. The good I am thinking about about here is raising young children. It says nothing of being careless with one's health, or to push oneself to exhaustion. I know that my faith does not call me to do anything of the sort. Rest is an important part of the spiritual and physical life (think the Rule of St. Benedict, where nuns and brothers are always to have rest built into their days) But my attitude about having hard days should adjust to the reality that we are choosing to have and raise children, and right now they are very young and very needy. Being tired is to be expected with a 3 year old, a 1 1/2 year old, and a big ole' pregnant belly. But, I do need to have the wisdom (which happens to be another of the 4 Cardinal virtues - Prudence!) to make good decisions so that my energy is reserved for the most important tasks of the day. Prudence:

"the virtue that disposes practical reason to discern our true good in every circumstance and to choose the right means of achieving it"...It is called the charioteer of the virtues: it guides the other virtues by setting rule and measure." CCC 1806


Wow, does the church have it right or what? I know that right now, these two virtues are really needing to be cultivated in my life. I have been having some hard days; days where I wonder how I will get through the hours until my relief arrives. Lately I have even felt dizzy at times and needing to sit or lay down. I am pushing myself in ways that are not necessary (Yes, you can all read this as Kayleen doing too much housework) Though I am still in optimal heath as far as my pregnancy (blood pressure fine, weight gain fine, everything fine) I should be sitting down more. I should save my energy for paying close attention to my 3 year old who is eager to have me share in her new discoveries. I should be right there learning with Josie who also wants my attention and affection. I should reserve a little bit of energy for my husband at the end of the day when the girls are finally in bed. Because he deserves it and I need to spend time with my best friend and confidant. I need to allow the laundry to sit on the couch unfolded, if necessary. I need to let go of my somewhat selfish desire to have constant tidiness. In short, I need to be more prudent with my time, as well as more courageous in my little sufferings. I need to remember that having three small children is going. to. be. hard. There is just no way around it. I cannot act in pride and pretend that I can do it all and not be overwhelmed. Even though it is a tough road ahead with three little and a home to run, I know It's going to be okay. My faith tells me so. As John Paul II was fond of saying, Be not afraid.


"The Lord is my strength and my song" Pslam 118:14

"In the world you have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world" John 16:33

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Snow white?


Mirror Mirror on the wall...

  
Who's the fairest of them all?

Friday, June 15, 2012

beach

{this moment}

. . . . . . . .
{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

{phfr}

 Pretty
Such a pretty girl on a pretty day.
(She looks good in pink. Even neon pink, which is oddly coming back in style...)

Happy
Hand soap makes me happy.
But I think I'm starting to have a problem. I can hardly get through one container before I see another that strikes my fancy. Mike actually picked this one up for me at Trader Joes. Love it! Really spruces up the kitchen sink, where I spend so much of my time. So, you know....maybe not such terrible impulse buy? (After all, it does bring me a little bit of everyday contentment ;)
Oh yes, and the daisy's were left over from out church's celebration on Sunday. I did the decorations. It was a lovely celebration. I wrote about my little parish, here

Funny
Ok so who all has a smart phone? I know some brave souls who have held out, but most of my friends and of course me and my hubby have one. One thing that has us on our phones a lot these days is these silly games you play back and forth. You know what I'm talking about? The hubs and I have been playing "Word Scramble" and "Words with Friends" So fun!
But as with everything else in this crazy technological world, we must be careful of that which steals our time.... 

Real
A good blogging friend suggested getting a pill box for my daily vitamins. I have always been TERRIBLE at remembering to take my vitamins. I mean, the worst. I hate taking them, so I would always conveniently 'forget.' (I know I sound like such a baby.)
But I decided that at the end of this pregnancy, and perhaps from here on out, I would try and be better at remembering. Pill box should, hopefully, help.

I want to see if taking them more consistently will make a difference in how I feel. I admit to you that I've never been a huge believer, but I've come to a place where I'm willing to try and see what happens...

More fun at Like Mother Like Daughter!! I love that first photo of hers.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Keep on the sunny side

So I'm dealing with a tough morning over here. Mess after mess, no time to drink coffee, girls pushing each other, and a hint of a headache. What's a blogging mama to do? What makes me feel better? Well, the best I can do is to think back at the happy times! Luckily, when you have two beautiful children, happy times are never far off. I mean, just watching them run around in a big empty field brings a startling amount of joy to me!


How can you not smile?


Can you see this is how I deal with hard stuff? I focus on the positive. That may be why, if you read this blog, you think everything is so easy for me or that every day is a walk in the park. Not necessarily so! Just my way of keeping on the sunny side of life.

love this song!

Monday, June 11, 2012

Byzantine ramblings Part 1


It's interesting to me how something so foreign and exotic can become familiar in such a short amount of time.

Seven years ago I decided I believed in God and went to my first Catholic mass. Six years ago I went to my first Eastern rite liturgy, first in Spokane then here in Seattle. Now, it is my beloved home parish. I even married one of the alter servers, so you could say I'm pretty entrenched. Ha ha. Well, what began as a small curiosity into Eastern spirituality has become a love affair with the ancient Christian traditions of worshiping God. My husband and I have chosen to raise our family in this tradition for a number of reasons, but most importantly it is because of our love of the Byzantine church and all it brings to a world desperate for a little mystery.

Two things: First, just to be clear, the Byzantine church, or 'rite' is Catholic. Meaning that, though they have their own heritage and history, currently all the church leaders are under the authority of Rome. Unlike in the Orthodox church, which we share in the Eastern spirituality, but does not fall under the authority of the Bishop of Rome - aka the Pope. Also, I know I might seem like an uppity Convert to some. I know I am still a 'baby Christian' so bear with me in some of my possible misplaced enthusiasm! 
Me outside the gated walls of Istanbul (of course, formerly Constantinople) in 2005

My first experience with the Byzantine heritage was actually academic. I traveled to Turkey my second year in college. Modern Turkey is the location of the Byzantine empire, which fell, or was broken up, at the end of WWI. But at the time I had never been to a Byzantine church. I hardly knew if they were Catholic or Orthodox. When a student group from my university parish traveled to Spokane, I went along and was pleasantly surprised by this tiny (I mean super tiny) little church that was nestled in the pretty outskirts of the city. I thought the Irish/Byzantine priest there was somewhat of an oddity, but he was clearly a man who loved God and dedicated his entire life to Him. He talked of the Eastern tradition in terms of iconography, old country traditions, and mystical view of the Trinity. So this priest impressed me, but what really impressed me was the liturgy. The incense, the chanting, and the reverence. I was learning at the time in my preparation to become Catholic that we actually believed in the real presence of the Lord in the mass. You realize that what we are saying is that after the priest consecrates the bread and wine that Jesus, our Lord and Savior, is truly present? HE IS THERE at the alter, as much as you or I would be present in that room. It is a profound mystery, and one that most of us cannot grasp. That is why I think the Byzantine's have it right when they express reverence in every action of the liturgy. They incense the bread and wine, the icons, the people receiving the Lord. Incense come from the bible, both the old Testament and the New. They are a way to purify as well as offering up one's prayers and one's heart to heaven. I love incense because they remind us of heaven. Then, people actually pay attention during the consecration. The only time we are not singing during the liturgy, we are praying the communion prayer "Lord, remember me in your kingdom......"

at the ruins of an amphitheater in Ephesus where Paul from the bible preached!

It is a stunningly beautiful liturgy, and you know what the best part is to me? A history major? That this liturgy was not put together in the 1500's, or the 1800's, or even the 1200's. The liturgy of St. Basil, and the liturgy of St. John Chrysostom begun in the first century.


meaning: in the first few hundred years after Christ walked the earth, people started worshiping       God in this way! 


Compare that with the forms of worship that are only 50-100 years old. The way we worship God in the Eastern tradition has been around for closer to 2,000 years. Here we are, doing the same things that people did so long ago. It hasn't changed much. You can say that about the Latin rite as well, but even more so of the Eastern traditions. Elements of both the mass and the liturgy are present in the early church. That, in my mind, is incredibly convincing and powerful stuff. The world is always changing. How can anything remain the same?

***
After attending this first liturgy, I knew I needed to see more. Luckily for me, the same priest who had started this church in Spokane was actually in Seattle, running another Byzantine church. I knew that three of the students I had traveled with to Spokane also attended St. John's and I was eager to try it out once I was home for the summer. As many of you know, this is how I met my future husband. He had been an alter server for this church since he was around 10 years old. The first time I went to church with him, I have to admit, I felt very uncomfortable! I felt like everyone's eyes were on me *haha; as it turned out, they were!* but I was still struck by the beauty of the service and somewhere in my heart I knew I was home. I remember how they sang "Now set aside all earthy cares, all earthly cares...." and tearing up a little. It was clearly powerful enough for me to continue to seek out a new relationship with the East, as well as a certain handsome guy who had agreed to take this odd girl to church with him upon facebook request :)
My first Easter in the Byzantine church - 2007

(Continued in a second post....)

Byzantine Ramblines Part 2


(I decided to do this in two posts. The first has more to do with the Eastern Tradition, this has more to do with growing in Christian Charity through a smaller parish. You can read Part 1 Here)


Now, of course, here we are - a few years later - raising our children in the Eastern rite and trying ourselves to grow closer to God every day. Earlier I said we were pretty 'entrenched.' That's because in a small parish, you can expect that if you give a little, you end up giving a lot. And you know what? I love that aspect of my parish too. We are a small congregation. We all know each other. Our priest knows us, knows our children, knows our relationship. He has heard our confessions, blessed our marriage, and baptized our children. It is pretty special. At the risk of sounding like I am bragging, I honestly feel like this is the best, most ideal atmosphere to grow in one's Christian life. Let me explain.

In many ways, it is an extended family, my parish is. The home/family life is supposed to be a mini church (the domestic church), right? So it seems like the church is also supposed to be an extension of family. The language we use seems to suggest it. We are called brothers and sisters in Christ, no? We are the adopted sons and daughters of Christ. In Chesterton's book Brave New Family, he talks extensively about how the flaws and irritations of one's family members and close neighbors can drive a person batty. It is so tempting to want to flee from the awfulness of just having to deal with certain people day to day. He is talking about dealing with people on a very person, gritty level. If you barely know your neighbors or fellow parishioners, oh! then they are much easier to deal with! How well do you know the people you live near or go to church with? If you have to be around them a lot, then their human failures start to show. And it sucks sometimes. Now, I'm not saying all the people in my church drive me batty. Lots of people I go to church with read this blog - and, I love you guys!!! But lets be honest here, sometimes people just do make you crazy! I have only been going there for 5 years now, but some folks have been there since the founding of the church, and I know that many people have been put off by various situations and the actions of their fellow churchmen. This is sad, but I think there can be good brought from any situation, especially if we think about the purpose of the Christian life.


Through the many offenses that have been made and the people who have come and left, cannot God work on us? Can we not see that we must not pluck the sliver out of our friend's eye while missing the plank stuck in our own? I myself have been offended in several situations in my life. I am not immune to it. All I am trying to get across here is that by nature of having a small, intimate church - you are going to have hurts passed around, but that maybe it isn't such a bad thing. When you know someone better, you open yourself up to a lot of things. What Chesterton talks of, and what I feel I have come to believe, is that God wishes us to embrace the flaws of our neighbors. Well, that is clear from the bible. He wants us to be in this together, because we are in it together. To share our sufferings and our triumphs in an intimate way on earth, as one day we all hope to be together in heaven!

The second commandment is to Love Your Neighbor as You Love Yourself. You cannot love God without loving your neighbor. And you cannot love just your easily-lovable neighbors! I like being part of a small church because I am forced to really love the people around me. It is harder to do this sometimes, (as well as for them to love me, too!) Because I hold on to what they have done to me or what they have said about me. I could list off a number of complaints right now about my fellow parishioners (as well as family members!) but to get caught up in their failings would be a failing of my own to follow God's commandment! What we need to do is to forgive, over and over, and to continue to open ourselves up to the grace God gives through the Sacraments so that inch my inch, God can draw us nearer to Himself.


Again, running the risk of turning my friends off that go to larger churches, I just want to ask, are you opening yourself up to the flaws of your neighbors? Are you allowing God to help you grow in virtue by serving others, even the difficult ones? Personally, though I know I am nowhere near perfect, I at least can rest easily in my home parish, knowing that throughout the years I will be tested over and over again in patience and love. I will help my children see their friends at church through heaven's eyes. We will worship God together as a family. They will receive the Sacraments from a priest who knows them and has known them since they were only a few weeks old. The people who surround them every Sunday will have watched them grow too, and will have an investment in their future, both here on earth and in the heavenly kingdom. 


And that gives me an enormous amount of peace. 

*Though this is ideal for our family, and I attempted to explain all my reasons for it, I know some will read this and say "yes, that's great Miss Kayleen, but not everyone can go to a little church." Of course I know this is the truth. There are bigger churches for a reason. There are less priests, for one thing, but also mega-churches tend to form under the personality of a particular pastor. So, there are obviously ways of making a small church atmosphere even within a larger church. You can seek out smaller groups within your church and you can do other things to make it more intimate. That is great - do that! Please do not take offense to me saying a small church is better than your church. I hope you can understand what my motivations are for writing about this, and that you can take away from it something good, not just something confrontational!

Furthermore, I hope you can see that I am not saying my church is perfect. I am saying the opposite! What I have come to see is that through it's imperfections, I am pushed to become a better Christian. More is demanded of us, more is expected. There is the old saying that says a church is not for the saint, but for the sinner. It is a hospital for the sick. In my little imperfect Byzantine Catholic church, I have found a beautiful hospital that I cannot imagine leaving, not until I am perfectly healthy again. Which, if you know what the Christian life is all about, you would know that means only when heaven, and nothing less, is achieved.


**So, what kind of church do you go to? What percentage of the people that go there do you know? Does your priest/pastor know you? What do you love about your church, what would you like to be different?


***Maybe another question I could ask is, if you do not go to church, how do you replace the forming of solid lifelong relationships aside from a church community? It is clearly in our human nature to seek close relationships with others...how do you achieve that in other ways?