Happy Halloween!

I love Halloween! But who doesn’t?!

Except I feel like I should clarify by saying I love cute Halloween. I absolutely despise freaky decorations, scary costumes, haunted houses, etc. Watching Nightmare Before Christmas and maybe, just maybe another mildly scary movie is as spooky/scary as I get. Instead of scary stuff, I like dressing up as a Disney character (that was always a must growing up and I plan on carrying on that rule), painting pumpkins, Halloween crafts and DIY projects, cute decorations, seeing little kids dressed up and seeing them strut their stuff because they know they are the coolest kid in the world in their costume and so on and so forth.

This Halloween has snuck up on us a little bit. We usually plan some really cool couples costume, but this year we’ve sort of let that tradition slip through our fingers. Sadly, I’m not even entirely sure that both Wild Man and I are dressing up. We have costumes in mind that my momma has, but we will see if we end up wearing them or not. Don’t you worry, if we do, you’ll surely see a post about it.

However, I couldn’t let a Halloween pass by without showing off the last two years of costumes Wild Man and I have had as a married couple.

In 2013 we were Belle and Gaston (from Beauty and the Beast). My incredibly talented, creative, awesome mom made these costumes. Also, please notice Wild Man’s awesome hair piece in the back. You can’t be Gaston without his ponytail!IMG_2898

In 2014 we were Rapunzel and Flynn Rider (also made by momma). What made these costumes even more special to us was that we went to Mickey’s Halloween Party in Disneyland and got so many compliments on them. People would even stop us to take our pictures. Its the closest to celebrities we’ve ever been – and it was pretty fun. Plus we looked cute. And that Wild Man makes one fiiiiiine Flynn (heart eyes!!) IMG_7299

Have a fun, safe Halloween – and since I still can’t have sugar, eat LOTS of candy for me!!



“Boys and girls of every age, would you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see this, our town of Halloween. This is Halloween, this is Halloween, pumpkins scream in the dead of night. This is Halloween, everybody make a scene, trick or treat till the neighbors die of fright. Its our town, everybody scream. In our town of Halloween…” -Nightmare Before Christmas


OOTD: Navy & Black — Or a Witch?

I had places to go today, my Visiting Teachers were coming over and I was feeling decent after throwing up twice early in the morning. So I was going to get ready. Boo-yeah.

I wore a knee-length, navy maternity dress with a cute little detailed design on the chest from Old Navy, my favorite black maternity tights from H&M and a black cardigan from Target and duh, my comfy Target loafers!

Kinda fancy, super comfy.

And yes, these pictures are taken on our staircase. Classy is my middle name.IMG_2715 IMG_2717

I wish I could say I did my hair… But I didn’t really. After washing it I just kind of let it do its own thing. Apparently all my energy was used on outfit picking and make-up doing.IMG_2719

Funny story. I went to Costco today and there were kids and adults dressed up everywhere you looked. At one point, a little boy dressed as Iron Man turned to his mom and asked him if I was a witch for Halloween.. I’m not sure if that was an insult or not. Like, do I look like a witch? Or was it the dark lip and dark colors? Eh.. Either way, I liked my outfit and if it also looked like I dressed up then score.



“Aren’t you scared? Well thats just fine. Say it once, say it twice, take a chance and roll the dice. Ride with the moon in the dead of night.” -Nightmare Before Christmas

October Favorites

I’m going to sound like a teenage girl here – but a couple people I watch on YouTube do a ‘Monthly Favorites’ video. Its basically a video where they showcase just a bunch of stuff that they particularly loved that month. For some reason I am so intrigued by these videos and I look forward to them at the end of each month. Then an idea struck me! I could do a monthly favorites blog. So here we are. And here we go.


Gel Effect Nail Laquer, Aurora, in color Inky Dinky: I love this new color. It is such a fun Fall color and I think it will be a good Winter hue as well – its a deep blue/purple (i swear it changes colors) but it can also look black. It also doesn’t chip super fast, either as far as I can tell, at least when you use a top and base coat. I’m looking forward to grabbing some more colors from this brand! (link to favorite)


CoverGirl Outlast All Day Lip Color in Blossom Berry (#555): Years and years and years ago my cute momma bought me a few different colors (a red, a pink and a nude) that are this same brand. I swear by this lipstick because it is affordable (always a plus) and stays on SO well. Literally all day. It goes on sort of like a gloss then once its dry, you apply basically a chapstick over it. The actual product is pretty drying so the chapstick is kind of a heaven sent and I reapply the chapstick (or a different tube of chapstick) throughout the day. I found this dark purple color a few weeks ago with my momma and sister and I love it! Its bold and fun, very appropriate for Fall…I’m in love with it. (link to favorite)


Loafers: I have talked about these shoes before on the blog, but they’re so good that I’m talking about them again. These are the loafers my mom so kindly bought me from Target on a day my feet were particularly swollen and busting out of almost every other pair of shoes I owned. They are so comfy! I bought them a little big so my feet can swell and shrink as they please, so I am kind of wondering how they’ll fit after I deliver, but for now, they’re my go-to shoes (who cares if they match the outfit!) I call them my Grandpa Shoes because they remind me of shoes my grandpa wears. That probably sounds like a turn-off to most people, but to me it only made them more appealing. At Target I only saw them in grey and black, but if you look online I think there are 2 or 3 more colors to choose from. Hmm, do you think I need a few new pairs?… (link to favorite)


Black Maternity Tights: Wild Man and I wandered through H&M several weeks ago just to see if they had anything we ‘needed.’ We left the store with two baby hats and a double pack of black maternity tights that were $1! I only started wearing the tights a couple weeks ago as the weathers got cooler, but I am really loving them! They aren’t as sheer as I thought they’d be (thats a good thing) and they fit up and over my belly so nice and don’t cut into my skin and create a weird crease in my body. Love ’em. (link to favorite)


Grey Fleece Leggings: I am a leggings girl. I wear leggings all the time and am always down to try a new pair. I got these grey fleece leggings from The Nest on Main Boutique and not only are they comfy like all leggings are, but they’re also so warm. I caught them on sale for $6, but I think they’re regularly $12. (link to favorite)


Village Naturals Therapy, Aches and Pains Tension Relief, Bath Salts: I take at least one bath a day, if not more. Between my back, hips, sciatic pain and general aches and pains, bath time is a bit of sweet relief for me. They only got better when I found these bath salts from Target. They were reasonably priced, they smell good and I swear they help my body out. (link to favorite)


Sugar-Free Hot Chocolate: I have Gestational Diabetes (only a few more weeks of that torture – woo!) and am on a strict diet. Sugar and carbs are pretty much a no-no for me, unfortunately. I have a huge sweet tooth so its been rough, guys. Here and there I’ve been finding sugar-free treats that aren’t too bad, but about a week ago my mom bought me some (brand name) sugar-free hot chocolate. It tastes just like hot chocolate! It has made me so happy, you have no idea. This has been my saving grace and helps satisfy my sweet tooth as best as one can when they can’t have sugar. (found at local grocery stores)




“Whatever you decide to do, make sure it makes you HAPPY.”

Family Pictures

Our family is about to grow, and for the past couple months I’ve really wanted to get family pictures taken while its still just the two of us. A last little reminder that once, it was just Wild Man and CeeCee, you know?. Ideally, I would have liked to have got the pictures after Wild Man got his hair cut and I got my roots filled in, but yesterday turned out to be the perfect day. Besides, I decided Wild Man sort of has a Flynn Rider look going on with his current hair, so I’m not complaining. I have a very talented little sister who is good at everything she does and photography happens to be one of her very many talents. Luckily that cute girl agreed to take our pictures up the canyon and they turned out SO good! I had such a hard time only choosing a few to show, but I think these  are some of my favorites. IMG_2619 IMG_2635 IMG_2645 IMG_2646 IMG_2653 IMG_2656 IMG_2657 IMG_2663

outfit details:

Wild Man: Sweater – H&M (similar here) Pants – H&M (similar here)

CeeCee: Cardigan: Iceland (my dad & sis picked it up for me there..wish i could give more detail!) Maternity Dress – Target (find here)



“The most important thing is family.” -Walt Disney

I Think I Will Miss It

As I am typing this (on 10/20/2015 @ 2:30am, just in case I don’t post this for a while) I’m literally camped out on the floor on my bathroom switching off between throwing up into the toilet and feeling sudden, terrifying urges to tinkle (i don’t like the word pee – is tinkle too childish?) because Baby Boy thinks there is no greater joy in his tiny world than to punch my bladder and smash his head into it, rapidly. I’m sure its only a matter of time before I wet myself here on the floor. (TMI?)

I’m not going to lie, this pregnancy thing has been kind of rough on me. I’m 35 weeks and still sick. I’ve been nauseated since being 5 weeks pregnant and it hasn’t stopped. For nearly the entirety of my first two trimesters, I was having my weight closely monitored because I lost so much so quick and was having a difficult time gaining it back. For years and years I’ve had back and hip issues and this pregnancy has enhanced them, making them hurt so much more. I have heartburn now that is paralyzing. Baby Boy has somehow managed to move my entire rib cage forward so my bones are sticking out forward, painfully. I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes which is a cruel adventure in and of itself. I get headaches all the time. The list could go on for a while. But honestly?

I would not trade any of it.

I am so lucky to be where I am, sick or not. I am pregnant with a healthy, wiggly baby and though its taken a toll on me and my health…and sanity, most times, I’m doing good. I’m proud of my body for being able to do this and continue to press forward even when I’m feeling extra sick, sore or sleepy.

Disclaimer: I’m very well aware that there are some out there who, for whatever reason, cannot experience this same opportunity. I have several friends, acquaintances  and people I went to high school with who are struggling to conceive. I’ve had several friends and family members who had to try a long time and go through some difficult things before they got their babies. Though Wild Man and I didn’t get pregnant on our first try, at least we got pregnant. I am not kidding when I say every night I thank my Heavenly Father that Wild Man and I were able to create this baby and I ask that those who are still trying to get their babies will be comforted and hopefully, if it is God’s will, get their babies, soon. I know this can be a sensitive subject. I was an only child for eight years and watched my momma as she went through the journey of trying to get pregnant with no luck for those eight long years. She has three children, now, and I know how lucky she is to have got them because I saw pieces of the struggle. Even though I was young I could still see it, sometimes. I feel like because of that, I have a teeny-tiny taste of how sensitive and fragile this subject truly is – I hope I’m making it apparent that I do not take this lightly, I’m not at all trying to rub my pregnancy in anyones face and I truly do feel sympathy and heartache for those who cannot or haven’t yet been able to get their babies. Those women and men are so much braver, more courageous and stronger than I will ever be. I am inspired by them and am so happy to know Heavenly Father has a plan – a plan of happiness – for them.

Great. Now I’m sitting here crying. Hormones…


Just a second ago the baby kicked my ribs. This is exactly what I wanted to talk about. Being pregnant. As challenging, at times, as it has been, I think I will miss it. Of course I imagine having Baby Boy here in my arms and being able to stare at him and smother him (figuratively) with love 24/7 will be wonderful beyond wonderful. But I really think I will miss feeling him inside of me – kicking me, adjusting his wiggly little body, stretching and even his pokes, prods and dances on top of my bladder that send me in a panic to the bathroom every couple minutes. Its very intimate having a little person grow inside of you. I have developed a relationship with my son and I haven’t even physically met him, yet. I love him and I know he loves me. He needs me and I need him. We are close – and not just because we’re literally attached to each other by a cord and he currently resides inside of my belly. There is something special about having him safe inside of me that I don’t think can be recreated by anything else. I love being pregnant and being able to have him with me everywhere I go. Maybe this is selfish, but I also love that right now, I’m the only one who can physically hold him and that I’ve been able to have that honor for the past eight months.

I am so eager, excited and anxious to finally have my son here and am so thrilled to be able to watch him and Wild Man as they interact and grow their friendship of epic proportions (i already know i’ll be the third wheel), but for right now as I only have a few weeks of pregnancy left, I’m really going to enjoy it, embrace it and love it.

Because I think I will miss it.



“Love is a song that never ends..” -Bambi

Spiritual Sunday: I Know that My Savior Loves Me

Our ward had our Primary Program today – I am a Primary teacher so I had the opportunity to sit on the stands and sing with these cute primary children and watch them as they shook and panicked on their way to deliver their parts, then happily skipped back to their seats after their talks were given, full of relief. If you read my previous post about the boy in my class I was worried about – he did great! There were only minimal, watered-down inappropriate dance moves and he delivered his part very…cleanly. Woot! The kids all rocked it.

Best part is now its done.

During the program and our last couple practices I have been touched each time we sang a certain song. I love all the primary songs. They’re so simple and still pack a powerful message, but this one in particular has just been music to my ears (pun intended).

The song is called, I Know That My Savior Loves Me. It goes:

“A long time ago in a beautiful place, children were gathered ’round Jesus. He blessed and taught as they felt of His love, each saw the tears on His face. The love that He felt for His little ones, I know He feels for me. I did not touch Him or sit on His knee, yet Jesus is real to me. (chorus) I know He lives! I will follow faithfully. My heart I give to Him. I know that my Savior loves me. (end chorus) Now I am here in a beautiful place learning the teachings of Jesus. Parents and teachers will help guide the way, lighting my path every day. Wrapped in the arms of my Savior’s love, I feel His gentle touch. Living each day, I will follow His way, home to my Father above. (chorus) I know He lives! I will follow faithfully. My heart I give to Him.  I know that my Savior loves me. I know that my Savior loves me.” 

The more we sang this song (& believe me, we sang it a lot), the more I started directing it in my mind. The main thing I hear each time this song is sung is, “I know that my Savior loves me.” I am so happy that I do know this! I feel my Savior’s love, daily and I see His hand in my life all the time. There is no doubt in my mind of the love He has for me. I know it because He has given me my family, my husband, our baby boy, our families, our house, our abilities and talents, our friends, the gospel, etc. It also made me think of this quote I saw the other day on Twitter that Elder Russell M. Nelson gave..

The next thing that really stuck out to me in this song was the line that reads, “the love that He felt for His little ones, I know He feels for me..” We learn in the church that Jesus loves the children. They are so clean and pure and He even asks us to become as children – so obviously they are special to Him. This is a Primary song and as such, is sung mainly by Primary-aged children, but even as a teacher in her twenties, I was able to be reminded that He loves me just like He loves the children! He loves all of us that way!

The third and final thing that really stuck out to me is kind of a parenting thing. Its funny how when you’re super close to becoming a mommy to someone, how you find parenting advice, guidance and council all over the place. The line in the second verse that reads, “parents and teachers will help guide the way, lighting my path every day…” was one of those I really thought about and felt the responsibility of parenthood. As a parent it is my job (along with Wild Man’s) to rear our children in the right direction. We are our kids most valuable teachers and the examples they’ll look up to most. I need to make sure I’m always mindful of the impressions I have the ability to leave on my kids. They watch closer than we think they do and they will do as we do. I have the power to help guide them and light their path for them! Its a big job, but also, an amazing job! I hope I can be a good momma to this Baby Boy and that he will know I love the gospel and he’ll want to do the same.



“Though we are incomplete, God loves us completely. Though we are imperfect, He loves us perfectly. Though we may feel lost and without compass, God’s love encompasses us completely.” -President Dieter F. Uchtdorf

8 MONTHS, ootd, & Primary Craziness

I know just a few days ago I posted about hitting 35 weeks pregnant, but today is another exciting milestone. 8 MONTHS PREGNANT! One month from today is my due date and I don’t think I’ve fully wrapped my brain around that quite yet. But I do know my brain (and the rest of me) is SO. STINKIN’. EXCITED. The thought of being a mommy and being in charge of my own tiny human is a little daunting, but I’ve got a lot of faith in Wild Man and myself – I think we’re going to be good at this parenting thing! Somehow I think Wild Man is really going to excel at that calling, hopefully I can keep up. Obviously there will be some bumps and learning seeing as this is our first baby, but we’ll get it down. Hey, I’m the first child of my parents and I turned out pretty great 😉 And in this picture I have a very sun-shiny face, it was really bright outside and I was facing the sun. Also look at my cute sisters shadow — we are professional photographers, here.

Not like my outfit is anything to write home about. But lets do an #OOTD, shall we? (Wild Man pointed out some people may not know what ‘ootd’ stands for – for those of you who don’t know, it stands for ‘outfit of the day’). These are my comfy clothes. The shirt is some long sleeve old shirt I used to wear under my scrubs at esthetics school, the cardigan is from Target (i actually talked about it on an older post) and these pants I refer to as fancy-jammies. They are maternity pants from Old Navy and I’d absolutely would wear them 24/7 if that wasn’t frowned upon. They’re very light-weight, flowy and the most comfortable things, ever. Pregnant or not, you should really consider getting a pair (or 10).

Jumping subjects now.

I am a primary teacher in our ward. I teach the seven and eight year olds. I have a huge, wild, hard-to-control, loud class, but regardless of the insanity that they create, I love them. I come home from church every Sunday with something new to laugh about and I also come home feeling like I just ran a marathon because kid wrangling is no joke.

Tomorrow is our Primary Program in Sacrament Meeting and today we had our program practice at the church. Wow. My class is wild and crazy, but they’ve never been quite to this extreme for me, before. Of my large class, we are split into two. Half the class knows every word and scream/sings at the top of their lungs. Literally they have veins sticking out of their foreheads because of the vigorousness in which they are singing…or screaming, whatever. The other half knows the chorus’s to some songs and mostly quietly mumble. They are not divided however when it comes to NOT standing still. When we sing our songs we are instructed to stand and sing. All of them wiggle, dance, try to sit down without me noticing (ha, jokes on you kids, i see everything!), spin in circles, etc. I have one boy in my class who is particularly irreverent. During songs he likes to pelvic thrust. Like hands in fists, arms swinging, full on pelvic thrusts. No matter how many times I ask him to stand still, he thrusts on.

That has been my biggest concern about this primary program.

Until today.

Today at practice my little pelvic thruster wasn’t as into his dance move as he has been in practices in the past – hallelujah. However after today, I think I’d rather have the thrusting. A few minutes before it was my classes turn to give their talks at the microphone, he explained to me how nervous he was. I told him that all would be well and he’d do a great job. He then told me he was worried because sometimes when he gets nervous he, “says weird things.” I interpreted this as getting tongue tied or flipping a couple words. I reassured him even if that did happen, no worries, he’d still do awesome and if he forgot his part (we are supposed to have parts memorized) that there was a cheat-sheet up on the podium so he could get last minute help from that if he needed. It was our classes turn and they all marched up there and delivered their parts. This little boys part was last. I paid close attention to him, knowing how nervous he was. He got up to the podium, cleared his throat and started delivering his part. As he predicted, a few sentences in, he must have got a little freaked out because he paused. I figured at this point he’d just look down and the cheat-sheet and finish giving his little talk. Instead he sighed…and dropped the f-bomb. Right into the mic. AHH!

Thankfully none of the kids were really paying attention or maybe just don’t know that word, but all the teachers and primary presidency started exchanging awkward, very surprised looks and no one really knew what to do. He then finished his part and came and sat back down next to me.

What was I supposed to do? Like what would you have done?! Do I talk to him about how that words really not appropriate to say at the pulpit, or at church? Or just in general? Is that my job as a primary teacher to teach him this? Do I discipline him? Do I ignore it? I was so, so torn. I had no clue what to do.

He looked up at me and smiled and said, “glad thats over with.” I just decided to let it go. Is that bad? However we did mention this little word-slip to his guardian so hopefully it can be taken care of at home now?

So join with me, if you will, and cross your fingers and say your prayers that there will be no f-bombs in the program tomorrow. Hopefully no pelvic thrusting, either…

But I’m not worrying about that anymore today. Its all about celebrating one month left of pregnancy (give or take)…



“The only thing predictable about life is its unpredictability.” -Remy (Ratatouille)