Today is our anniversary! Six whole years of wonderful, exciting marriage! Happy Anniversary to my Wild Man.
We don’t do anything big on anniversaries. We are happiest when we stay in, so tonight we’re planning on just that. We are going to grab food from somewhere yummy then enjoy spending the evening with our boys and each other. It probably sounds like nothing special, but I am so excited.
We were married on November 1st, 2012 in the Mount Timpanogos Temple. There was such perfect weather on that day and the whole day was so smooth sailing, lucky and honestly, relaxing. Everything felt right and good and happy. It was an amazing day. I had no idea just how incredible our future would be together. As I look at our life today, with our sweet boys in our cute little home in the little town we hoped we’d move back to someday, I get really excited for that newly married couple I see in that picture up top. Their future is so bright. Our future is still so bright.
Happy Anniversary, honey buns. I love you to infinity and beyond.
Quite a while ago I posted about how I found out I was pregnant with H and how I told Wild Man. You can read that story here if you’d like. I figured it was only fair that I also share the story of this baby, as well. Just a heads up – much like the story of H – this is not anything exciting or cutesy. Apparently I turn incredibly uncreative when it comes to giant life changes like this.
We didn’t get pregnant immediately when we were trying for H. So when we had settled on a timeline for when we would start trying for baby #2 I wasn’t holding my breath for it to happen very fast (for the record, Wild Man had a very different attitude about this). So when we hadn’t been trying long like…at all…I was both hopeful and skeptical. No way it happened this fast this time. Nope. Regardless of my negative attitude, I couldn’t quit thinking about the pregnancy test sitting in the box under our bathroom counter.
One day Wild Man had just got home from work and we were all at the table eating dinner. I wasn’t even a day late for my period yet but I had been thinking about it all day. Somehow I just felt pregnant even though it made no sense. There was only one way to confirm my suspicion, though. I decided the next morning I would take a test because rumor has it, you get the clearest results when you take pregnancy tests in the morning.
Never mind. The longer we sat at dinner the more impatient I got. I knew I was pregnant and I just needed that little stick to tell me I wasn’t crazy. I got up from the dinner table and just said I needed to use the restroom but didn’t explain what I was doing. When you take a pregnancy test you’re typically instructed to lay the test on the counter for 2 minutes (or so) and check back on it. But I wasn’t about to wait 2 minutes. As soon as the test began I sat and watched it. I watched the test go from blank to…positive. I was right. I was pregnant.
I said a quick prayer of thanks, had my moment, cleaned up then ran out to our kitchen and stood right next to Wild Man and said, “Want to see something cool?” Then I handed him the test. (my cute, creative announcements are back at it!) We were both so excited! We told H he was going to be a big brother then Wild Man talked to my stomach for a minute. The rest of the day was just full of that pure elation you feel after seeing that positive sign – and to be honest we’ve been riding that high since and now we are this close to meeting this sweet baby!!
This is just for me to remember.. We were almost 4 weeks when I found out..
Five years ago today in the Mount Timpanogos Temple I was married, sealed for time and all eternity to my sweet, selfless husband. Five years has flown by and I really feel like I’ve known this great man for my whole life. Its hard to think of a time when he wasn’t in the picture. We dated a year (our first date was Nov. 4) before getting married and I can truly say that these six years of knowing Wild Man have been the best of my life. Of course the first few years are a lot of learning about each other and figuring out how to make two people one functional couple, but even the harder times were great times.
Often times Wild Man will say, “we make a good team!” or, “we’re the greatest team ever assembled.” A lot of times when I hear that I just laugh and smile, but when I sit here and really think about those two phrases, he’s right! We are not perfect, but we really are a good team and we work hard at our marriage and in our family and I think that work shows off and pays off.
Wild Man is my rock and my sanity. He’s my best friend, my closest ally and my confidant. He’s my cheerleader, my biggest supporter, he’s my fellow dreamer and the person who can perk me up the fastest. I’m eternally grateful that he is eternally mine.
Happy fifth anniversary, Wild Man! Every day I am grateful for you and for the love you have for me.
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.
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!
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!
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.