I’m Still Glad I Said Yes

Five years ago today Wild Man asked me to marry him. I wrote about how he popped the question last year which you can read here if you’re interested. I don’t know if its weird to really celebrate the day that you got engaged, but I like to. Its not like we have a full on celebration – heck we hardly do anything special for our wedding anniversaries, typically, but I still like to talk about it. Because saying yes to marrying someone and agreeing to being sealed to them for time and ALL eternity (if you’re LDS) is a really big, life changing deal!

I have always been a hopeless romanic. I’m actually a little embarrassed about it because I was so pathetically in love with the ideal of being in love and in a forever love that people were probably so annoyed with me. The hopeless romantic stuff has changed since getting married because its no longer something I am wishing for and dreaming about – I’m living it! But as dorky and cliche as it sounds, I never could have imagined a marriage like the one I have. It really is so good. Better than I could have ever written about when I would write imaginary blog/journal posts about my imaginary marriage (heck yes i was that girl).

Wild Man and I have built a really solid marriage. We are coming up on 5 years of marriage now and 6 years of knowing each other and I’m actually really proud of us. We have a really good thing going and I feel like its only going up, even when there are rocky days and hard times. Every week we try and assess our life, our communication, our mental health and wellbeing and it immensely helps us grow as a partnership. We are able to resolve disagreements quickly, I feel like we genuinely are good at hearing the other person out and respecting the others opinions and compromising. We have an amazing, happy relationship and in result we have an amazing, happy marriage.

*of course it is not perfect – i’m not trying to imply that – we are far from perfect, i’m just focusing on the good stuff right now because anniversary!*

We have one sweet, sweet son who is 20 months old and our greatest accomplishment and biggest source of joy. He has brought us even closer together. He’s challenged us in ways nothing else could have and its helped us strengthen our marriage. I am pregnant with our second child and I know that this little boy will do the same thing for our marriage and teach us things as a couple that only he could do. I’m excited to face it all head-on with Wild Man.

I’m so grateful for Wild Man. I honestly wouldn’t be who I am if I didn’t know him and have his constant example and support in my life. I’m thankful that he took a chance on his weird stalker (haha because thats basically what i was – seriously!) and that he liked me enough to put a ring on my finger! He’s an amazing man with a heart of gold and the biggest most selfless, caring person I know. I’m the luckiest girl in the world to be married to him.


Happy Engaged-iversary, Wild Man! I love you to infinity and beyond.




Happy Birthday Wild Man & GENDER REVEAL

Yesterday was my darling husbands birthday! It was such a fun day and was surprisingly relaxing and rejuvenating. Wild Man is truly the greatest man ever. I have never met a more selfless, helpful person. Without fail he is always putting others and their happiness first. He is the first to offer assistance and he genuinely loves helping people and easing their burdens and lightening loads in any way he can – and it makes me so proud of him. He’s incredible. He makes me laugh harder than anyone else can and the happiness he makes me feel is amazing. He reminds me every day that I am special, valued and worth something. He is a phenomenal husband. So many women talk about how their husbands aren’t helpful around the house, how they’re lazy and whatever…but I always feel so lucky because Wild Man really isn’t that way. Especially as I have been sick with this pregnancy, he has been amazing in taking over some housework that I’ve neglected. He does laundry, dishes and knows where everything goes in the house. I don’t know what I did to get such a handy, helpful guy but boy am I lucky! And I can’t go without saying how much I love that he’s fully embraced my Disney lifestyle and has even taken it upon himself and he really does love love love Disney now too! I married an amazing man and I’m so glad that yesterday was a day to celebrate him, his birth and his wonderful existence in the world.

For his birthday we have always had a pool party at my parents pool with his family, my family and close friends. Its one of the things I look forward to the most every year. Last nights pool party was another success!




Two years ago when we announced H’s gender, we did it at Wild Man’s pool party and pulled a boy swimming suit out of a gift bag. So we decided to do the exact same reveal this year since it was ironically working out the very same with timing and everything. Its always so exciting to tell friends and family what our baby is! It makes things feel a lot more real somehow.


ITS A BOY!!!!!!

We are THRILLED to have a little brother in a few more months! I cannot wait to see H and this little guy grow up as best friends. As soon as our ultrasound reveled that he was a boy my heart nearly burst with excitement for us, but especially for H. Oh I love my boys!





My Guy

I can’t remember if it was right before or right after I got married, but I do remember having a conversation with one of my sisters in law and she had mentioned that she believed wives never show enough gratitude for all their husbands do for them and their families. Even though I felt like I knew Wild Man really well and knew the sacrifices he made and hard work he put into things I never really forgot her saying this.

We have been married for over four years now and I still have that phrase run through my mind pretty regularly and the more I think about it, the more I, too, believe it. Wild Man, from the second I met him, has been one of the most selfless individuals I’ve ever known. Very rarely does he put himself first, and when he does its only because I had to talk him into it. He is so concerned about the happiness and well-being of others that he will bend over backwards one thousand times in order to help lighten someones load, make their lives a little easier and leave a smile on their face.

Being his wife, I feel like I get extra special treatment from him. I have seen him work so hard and put countless hours into something I mentioned I’d like or want done around the house in passing. He makes my dreams a reality and he does so without having to be asked and without hesitation. If he knows something is on my mind he takes the time out of his busy day to sit with me and talk it out. If he knows I have had a busy or stressful day and didn’t get all I wanted to done around the house, when he gets home from work (after having a busy, tiring day himself) before he does anything for himself he does the housework I wasn’t able to get to. He always thanks me for what I do with our son, the house, our family, etc. Then there is his relationship with H. Since bringing H into this world, Wild Man has made so many big life changes, has made some hard decisions and has taken on a lot – all for the benefit of our family and the security and well-being of our son and future children. Every single night I’m shocked that with everything Wild Man on his plate he always makes the time to spend quality time with his son. Its not just throwing a ball here and there and giving him the occasional kiss on the cheek – he spends real, quality time with H. He gets down on the floor and plays with all his toys, helps him work on his new tricks, reads books to him, watches shows with him, feeds him and so much more. As cliche as it sounds, there is honestly no time when Wild Man looks more attractive to me than when he is being a hands on father.

There is so, so much more he does out of the goodness of his big, kind heart for us and I really am very grateful. But I definitely don’t express my gratitude to him near enough. Women get a lot of credit for all they do, but why do the men get passed up? I am hoping this year to make sure I change this. Wild Man is freaking awesome. He does everything and goes above and beyond and without him I’d be an anxious mess and the house and our family life would be a disaster. He truly is my rock, my sanity and my best friend and I AM SO THANKFUL FOR HIM. I know typing that in caps and making it bold is an insanely small gesture and is quite insignificant (will he even read this post? who knows) but I am going to do better at making sure he never forgets how valued he is in our family and how fortunate H and I are to have him at the head of our household.

Thanks, Wild Man for being you. For loving us. And for being the greatest example. Love you!




Last Post of 2016

I wanted my last post of 2016 to be something really cool. You know, go out with a bang type post. I thought about doing an in-depth review of my year, or the typical New Years Resolutions post. Then yesterday H and I went to the aquarium with my family and as I was watching him oo and aw at all the different fish I was hit pretty hard with the obvious realization that he was my whole year. 2016 was our first full calendar year with our little guy and it completely consumed us.


I think Wild Man and I changed a lot in 2016. We went from being 2015 people with no parenting experience or knowledge, to being these 2016 people who have this new little person in their lives that they’re completely obsessed with and want nothing but the best for. We changed the way we thought, the way we made decisions, the way we cleaned, decorated and organized, we changed our daily rituals, we changed our priorities and our hearts changed the very most. There is nothing quite as bonding as having a child together and working together the best you can to ensure that you’re sweet little one lives a good life. Its exciting and terrifying all in one, but there is nothing comparable to it and though its only been 13 months, its been the best 13 months I’ve ever lived. I turned into a different person this year (ok, last November) when I took on the title ‘mom’ and theres no greater joy to me.

Our family is small – just the three of us and in time it will grow, but I couldn’t help but think about what a great year its been with just our little crew. We have made so memories and we’ve all taught each other so much. I get real emotional thinking about the future as we add on more children, more memories, more lessons and more experiences – life is awesome! It has its downs, yes. Every year does and some are greater than others but I am feeling so fortunate to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Later-Day Saints and to have faith in God’s plan for me and my family. I don’t know what 2017 has in store for our family but I’m excited (and as always, a little worried) to find out. As I say goodbye to such a nice, happy year I can’t help but thank 2016 for the great memories – and definitely for the entire year I’ve been able to spend with my husband and son. Those two fill my heart and bring me all the joy and happiness I could ever wish for and the more I think about it I know that as long as I have them, then my life – and 2017 – will be good.



Casual Christmas Party

Last night we had Wild Man’s work had a fun Christmas Party. There was yummy food, dessert, hot chocolate and a candy bar where you could take as much candy as you wanted (i’m set for a while on sugar now)! It was a fun evening out, but we always have a hard time leaving our sweet H – thats normal, right?

Since we don’t have a ton of reasons to get all festive this year (well, besides when I just feel like getting cute and festive) I wanted to document our outfits. I’ll be honest, when I heard the dress code was casual I was kind of bummed because I was looking forward to an excuse to get really done up. But maybe that opportunity will present itself later.


How awesome is Wild Man’s Ugly Christmas Sweater? He got it last year through the Disney Store and I believe it was an exclusive item. Its one of our favorite Christmas pieces we have. Since I couldn’t get all fancy I decided to finally break out my new Old Navy puffy vest. Its black and white plaid and so warm. I paired it with a plain red long sleeve thermal shirt and some black leggings and black wedges.

I’m so excited to see everyones Christmas-y outfits this season! Hopefully I can share a few more before January comes around.



Happy Anniversary to Us!

*just a fair warning, there will be plenty of mush and cheesiness in this post because thats who i am and its our anniversary

Four years ago today Wild Man and I were married, sealed for time and alllllllll eternity in the Mount Timpanogos Temple. I still feel like the luckiest girl in the whole world because I am married to my best friend, my confidant, my number one fan, my solace, my rock, my comfort, my partner in crime and my go-to funny guy.


When I met/saw Wild Man for the first time I kid you not it was love at first site. (it does exist, people!) That is so dorky, but its real. You guys I saw him and thought to myself, ‘I’m going to marry him’ and I found out later that when I first told my mom about him she knew he was the one I’d marry (moms are so cool). It was simply meant to be and I don’t care how silly that sounds. I just knew.


I can honestly say that for the past five years (a year of dating – four years of marriage) that I have laughed hard and smiled big every single day because of my husband. He makes me so happy, he sets my heart at ease and he helps me see the world in a different, positive and optimistic light. He is the greatest of the great and I really do feel like I hit the jackpot in the husband department.


In an attempt to stop weirdly gushing about him, here are some random facts about us/our marriage:

  • Our first date was November 4, 2011
  • We were married November 1, 2012
  • Our families live five houses away from each other. I always knew of him but never paid attention to him until I joined the singles ward
  • Speaking of Singles Ward – that is the first place I really looked at him and that is where my obsession with him began
  • I was first attracted to his shaggy hair and long, veiny arms
  • Our first real conversation was at his brothers wedding reception and it was about french toast (ah, the romance)
  • I told him ‘I love you’ first
  • On our first date we went to Nickel City (i think thats what its called) and one of the prizes we won was this little thin red fish that supposedly told you your mood when you held it on your open palm. I tried it first and it immediately curled up into a tight spiral – which apparently meant I was in love. Thats cute now but it was SO AWKWARD in the moment
  • We have lived in three houses – 1 basement, one town home, and now our own home


HAPPY ANNIVERSARY buddy! I love being married to you! I love you!



Messy House – Happy Baby

I was talking to a girl the other day who has an 11 month old baby girl. We were having fun swapping baby stories, then all the sudden she asked me, “so does your husband get really upset with you when he comes home from work and the house isn’t clean?” I told her I try really hard to stay on top of house duties but when I don’t, my husband is patient with me and really has never brought the matter up before. After hearing her response I almost feel guilty for saying that. She explained to me that when her husband comes home, if the house isn’t clean, laundry isn’t done, bed isn’t made etc, he gets pretty ticked at her and always begins with, “you stay home with the baby all day…” then proceeds to make her feel like she is failing being a stay at home mom. This lit a fire in me that I haven’t been able to extinguish. A really gutsy part of me wants to march up to this guy I’ve never met before and chew him out – how dare he say that?! Maybe your house doesn’t look like a model home in a magazine, but your child is happy, healthy and safe and that is FAR more important than dishes sitting in the sink.

Just because I am a stay at home mom and I could potentially stay in my pajamas all day and drink 10 diet cokes doesn’t mean this is an easy job or a day off. Being a mom, even to one baby, is WORK. A fun, rewarding work, yes – but work nonetheless. Its the most important job ever. Raising a child is no small task and nothing to take lightly. It is a privilege, a gift and a divine role I have been given so my child is my priority. Certainly not the house, the garden, the groceries, the dishes or the items on the floor.



I don’t clock in at the office every morning, but I wake up early (after getting not near enough sleep) every morning and I never get time off. I don’t even get private bathroom breaks! Also, I don’t get paid. I stay home with the baby and I keep him safe, I keep his tummy full, I allow him to adventure off and let his curiosity run wild while making sure no danger comes upon him, I teach him things, I actively try to be a good example to him, I practice a lot of patience, I finally get dressed and ready only to get food (or who knows what else) smeared in my hair and on my clothes, I play with him, I chase our wiggly, active baby around and keep him entertained. If I have time and if my baby doesn’t need me, then I will get house work done. Usually this isn’t too hard to accomplish, but some days its impossible – I’m not kidding. So if at the end of the day the house is a mess but the baby is fed, in one piece, happy and safe – I have excelled at my job.

I am so so sooooo grateful that my husband is patient with me and recognizes and appreciates the work I do as a full time mother. He knows I put H first and other duties second and I really love that he is in full support of that. For those of you who are feeling pressure to be better – I hope you don’t feel like you’re failing. You put that baby first. If you can get stuff done around the house, awesome. But that baby is your responsibility, your main priority and far, far more precious or valuable than anything else, ever. Don’t let anyone make you feel bad for putting your little human first. You rock.