13 years

Thirteen years of being married.

It feels like forever, but it also seems like the blink of an eye, all at the same time. At this point, we’ve spent more than a third of our lives together. We’ve created core memories and overcome all types of hardship. He’s stood by me through my own struggles, helped me to heal, and pushed me to come back stronger than before.

Even through all the tough stuff, he’s still my best friend.

I’ve been there watching him refine his skills as a software developer, become a leader in the industry, and this year, change to a new job position that he truly loves. I love having a front-row seat to watching all his growth, both professionally and spiritually.

It seems like we were just babies when we decided to marry each other compared to where we are now. I’m proud of how far we’ve come. 

I’m excited for everything we hope for in the future: watching our kids grow up, maybe moving to a place where we can have land and animals, and hopefully exploring Europe.

It feels like we’re in this middle space, where our oldest kids are nearly pre-teens, but we still have babies at home. We’re not the youngest, but we don’t feel “middle-aged” by any means, either. We know who we are, for the most part, but we’re still working together on refining our strengths.

I never could have imagined that our family would consist of the five most amazing little ladies and the sweetest baby boy. They’ve brought us so much joy, so much growth, and honestly,  a completely different (read: better) life than I had ever expected. They’ve stretched our energy levels, our patience, and our capacity to love more than we knew possible.

I sometimes think I would change almost every stylistic aspect of our wedding- I had no idea what I even liked back then. Still, I realize that I was focused on the most important parts- I’d never change my groom or the fact that we were privileged to be married inside the temple. I may not have known much, but I knew we were meant to be together, and following the gospel was the most critical element of our relationship.

Nothing happens without hard work, but today, I don’t take having a supportive, devoted partner for granted.

Happy 13th Anniversary, Bestie. I love you.

five favorites (marriage edition)

We celebrated 9 years of being married back at the end of May (and next month, we’ll have been a couple for 10 years!), and I never wrote an anniversary post or anything to commemorate it. Michael doesn’t appear on the blog quite as much as he used to before we had kids (and 99% of my photos are now of them), so I especially like writing something that features him!

I thought I’d make a short list of the things I love most about being married to Michael:

ONE. Watching him with our kids is the absolute best. He’s funny, silly, and makes everything into a game. He’s beyond patient (an example that I look to when it comes to my own parenting skills), and incredibly compassionate. These girls are so lucky to have him as a Daddy.

He includes them in anything he possibly can, whether it’s building a cabinet…

…or making brownies and sharing the batter left in the bowl!

Seeing how much he has loved our daughters from the moment they were each born is absolutely priceless to me.

TWO. He puts up with my chronic photography habit. He’s almost always my test-for-lighting subject… so he’s gotten really great at pulling faces like these! I like seeing all the craziness when I upload my memory card to the computer, and of course, I have to save some of these because they’re just so Michael.He likes pretending he has a baby bump in a lot of them…

THREE. He supports me no matter what crazy ideas I come up with, whether it’s been something big, like growing our family, or something small, like using cloth diapers. He’s been there cheering me on while I’ve done hard things, like run races and give birth. He said yes to homeschooling when I felt strongly that it was what we needed to do. He was there taking care of the girls when I was too sick to during my pregnancy, and he’s picked me back up and encouraged me when I felt like I couldn’t endure anymore. He absolutely never judges and never complains.

FOUR. He just makes me laugh. Seriously. (And I think he wears this pink apron better than I do…)

FIVE. We have the same big dreams. We love working on our house together, albeit slowly, and making our vision a reality. One day, we hope to travel- to Europe, Australia, and even just camping around the USA. I know that when our kids are grown, we’re still going to be having a lot of fun, just the two of us. I have so much I’m looking forward to doing together.Love you Buddy! It’s crazy to think we’ve been together for a third of our lives.

the kind of guy I married

He’s the kind of guy who loves to help everyone in any way he can. Need a ride to church? Done. Computer help? Be right over. A heart-to-heart chat? He’s got that covered, too.

He’s the kind of guy who loves being a daddy. I’ve never seen anyone love anything more than he loves his baby girls.

He’s the kind of guy who buys an extra-large umbrella with the intention of sharing it with strangers during a storm.

He’s the kind of guy who will unexpectedly take my hand in the car, and stroke the back of it just ever so slightly. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my cheek when I’m washing the dishes. According to him, I’m cute even when I first wake up in the morning.

He’s the kind of guy who encourages my talents and my passions. He supports me in whatever endeavor I pursue… whether it’s something big, like motherhood, or a small talent, like photography. He’s my my number one cheerleader and my kindest critic.

He’s the guy who will always catch me when I fall (figuratively… and literally, if you know how clumsy I actually am)! He is dependable.

He’s the guy I fell in love with, and keep falling for a little more each day.

He’s the guy who married me 6 whole years ago, and I couldn’t be more grateful for his calming influence in my life every day.

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Happy 6th Anniversary, best friend!

blog every day in may | day 27: 5 things I love about my husband

Today’s assigned topic is supposed to be “profess your love for a blog(ger) friend”, but I wanted to do something with a little more meaning. Michael supports me through everything I do, and he definitely doesn’t get enough credit, so this post is for him!_MG_2620
1. He gives (at least) 110% of his effort to every commitment he makes. If he tells you he’ll help you out with something, know that you can rely on him to go above and beyond to get it done.
2. He’s smart. He knows more programming languages than I could even name. If he doesn’t know something, he teaches himself (and usually pretty quickly, at that).
3. He’s selfless. He’s actually nailing together a shelf for me right now… even after a long day at work and a trip to the grocery store.
4. He has a special way of understanding people. It’s pretty amazing… almost like he can see straight through your heart to know what you’re feeling and how to help.
5. He’s the best daddy. Just ask Kaya (or watch her sob whenever he walks out the door). He never acts frustrated or frazzled by parenting. He makes Kaya laugh almost constantly from the moment he gets home from work until she goes to bed. I can’t wait to see the love he’ll have for our new little princess.

Love you buddy!

five years

When you’re single, you’ve got a list (at least a mental one) of all the qualities you hope to find in a spouse.

He has to be smart. Funny. Faithful and active in the church. Handsome.

When you meet the guy who could be “the one”, you ask yourself a whole bunch of questions: Do I see myself marrying him? Buying a house? Having kids? Growing old together? Spending eternity getting to know each other?

Maybe, when the answer to all those questions is “yes”, that’s when most people decide to get married.

I knew I was going to marry Michael weeks before we were even officially a “couple”.

But being young and even more clueless about life than we are now, I didn’t realize that there were a whole bunch of other questions you’ll need to answer yes to when you commit your life to someone else.

Will you work hard while still finishing college to care for the both of you?
Wipe her tears when she’s crying over some completely irrational fear?
Remind her who she is when she forgets and isn’t sure which path to take?
Care about the things she cares about (even if that means spending $400 on surgery for a guinea pig)?
Never complain about having frozen pizza for the third time in one week?
Let her steal all your pajamas when her big, pregnant belly doesn’t fit in her own?
Hold her hand through thirty hours of labor?
Tell her that she’s wonderful and beautiful, even when she feels like she’s failed and is a complete mess?

I’ve been blessed with a companion who has always said yes.

_MG_2610I could not be more thankful. Five years ago, I never imagined where we’d be right now. I couldn’t have predicted how intensely we’d love our little girl, and how blessed we’d be to be welcoming another princess so soon._MG_2614

Thank you, buddy, for the most amazing (and fastest) five years of my life. I’m so grateful to be on this journey with you.

one and five

ONE year ago, I was 39 weeks pregnant and so very anxious to meet our baby girl. I had six days until my due date, 5 until I went into labor, and 7 until I’d be able to hold my sweet angel. Those last few weeks of pregnancy seemed to drag on forever, but this past year feels like it’s gone faster than I could bat an eye. (I still can’t believe Kaya ever fit in my belly!)

_MG_4678FIVE years ago today was the the day that Michael and I “officially” started dating. I can safely say that we are just as goofy now as we were back then. (Don’t you love our awesome photography skills five years ago? We took selfies before they were cool. Even cooler? Selfies with the camera flash on!)DIGITAL CAMERAMichael was so sweet, kind, and caring back then… but he has become even more loving and sensitive as the years have gone on and our love has blossomed. I was twenty years old and somewhat clueless about a lot of things in life when I met Michael. Dating him was the best decision I could have made. I’m so grateful for the amazing example that he is. He’s the rock I can always lean on, and I find so much peace knowing that he will uplift and encourage our little girl in the same way.091213photogrid1

ring-a-ding-ding

No, that’s not your doorbell… It’s a RING on Lelia’s finger… from our brother, Jeff! (There’s no ring in this photo though, because it was getting resized!)

They actually got engaged on June 16th, but I am slow blogging about it. Better late than never! Their engagement involved sneaking out of the house after midnight, making s’mores on the beach, and finding a message in a bottle. And then Jeff was down on one knee, asking her to marry him. Sounds just like a Taylor Swift song, doesn’t it?

I am SO EXCITED for them, and while it isn’t surprising that they go so well together… it almost is shocking that my BFF is marrying my brother! How often does that happen? I am one blessed girl to be getting Lelia as a real sister.

I’m definitely looking forward to the end of December!

2 years!

Today is our two-year wedding anniversary! I know that in the grand scheme of things, two years really isn't all that long, but it has gone by so fast and I have learned and grown so much with the help of my very best friend.

I love that Michael stands behind me no matter what I decide to- whether it's extra schooling, learning to ride, or getting into photography. He's never failed to encourage me and help me progress.

And I can't help but love his goofy faces. In fact, he might've actually become goofier this past year.

He's still pretty cute when he sleeps.

And I love when we go somewhere together and he introduces me to people as though I'm his most precious gem.

Happy 2nd Anniversary Sweetie!!!

one lucky girl

Today, during Michael's lunch break, we went down to the Red Cross to donate blood. He gave a double donation, and I did a single, which means we might have saved about 9 lives all together, all in one day! That's like… an entire cat!

The best part of the donation process is sitting at the cantine afterward, eating cookies and talking to the elderly volunteers. Today, there was a sweet old lady who definitely had a crush on Michael! She told me, "If you hadn't found him, he'd be mine! I'm in the market for a young man!" She also asked if he had any older brothers… Sadly for her, the answer was no.

At any rate, I definitely realize what an enormous blessing Michael is to me. I don't know what I did to deserve such a faithful, smart, hard-working, handsome boy, and yet here he is.

I tried, for the first time today, to make a digital scrapbook page. Conveniently, the theme matches that of this post! Hopefully your eyes won't suffer too much looking at it…

14 months <3

Today makes 14 months since we were married in the LDS Washington D.C. Temple.

Michael's Grandpa visited last weekend and gave us a CD of the photos he took at our ring ceremony and reception. I played around with this one so I just figured I would post it up here. After all, it is our 14-month anniversary, which is obviously monumental… right?

I love you sweetie.