Happier

I truly married the best man in the whole world. Nay, Universe.

Last night as we were going to sleep, your sweet daddy says...

"Hey. I think about you all day. I try to think about ways to help you. I always feel happier when I'm helping you."

And guess what! I feel happier when I'm helping him too. We are figuring this marriage thing out. It is 0% about me or about how clean my house is or cute I can decorate it or how skinny I am... It is 100% about serving my sweet husband. And letting him serve me. I love him so very much. I will never be able to thank Heavenly Father enough for letting us find each other.

Also kids, I can't wait to have you. Give me just another year or so to keep get out of school! Then I promise I'll try to get you down here as soon as I can.

No Time!

Dear Kids,

Life is busy these days. I only see your Daddy for about 2 hours every day. Which totally stinks! (That's not including the 7 hours we sleep) I have a lot to complain about with a full work and school schedule. But, I have far more to be grateful for. 

Even right now, I should be doing homework. I just feel overwhelmed with gratitude for this amazing life I have the blessing of leading. I started keeping a grateful journal and it has helped my attitude immensely. 

My dear friend Cyndi gave me some great advice. Put your calling first and everything will fall into place. I hope that when I'm finally your mommy, I can put that calling first. But, for now. I put my laurels first. I pray for them so hard. I search for ways I can help them better. And, guess what! I got an 80% on a New Testament exam I thought I would fail, and I also nailed a Geology exam! Things do fall into place. I also have a very strong testimony of tithing. Elder Bednar helped me realize that in his talk last Saturday. Dad and I have many blessings because we pay our tithing. It has never been a question either. We have been very blessed. 

I'm so grateful to have the priesthood in my home. Just when I thought this schedule was going to be too much for me, your father laid his hands on my head and gave me a priesthood blessing. So that I could sort out my priorities and get through this busy time. That man I married is so wonderful. He blesses my life every day. And he never complains that I haven't cooked a meal in 2 months. Whoops! 

Our little life is beautiful. I have to get through these rough, busy, but amazing times so I can finally bring you little nuggets into this world! That also terrifies me. It's a rough world. And it is getting far worse. The Church is true. I love it with all my heart. 

Here's to more busy/great times ahead. 

Our first home

Hey kids. I wanted to post a picture of our first home so I can always remember! Let's begin!

First is the kitchen! Here's our front door, which is technically a back door!


Those flowers on the table were in my car when I got off work last week. Your dad is a gem.


And here's my limited counter space where I have made many meals, and ruined just as many.


We keep a calendar on the fridge so I don't have to be mean and pester dad about the upcoming events in our life.


Then we move right on into the family room!


We got the TV from dads uncle who just happened to leave it at grandma and grandpas house when he moved to Hawaii! Lucky!





Just in case people forget where the are, we put our last name everywhere...





Here's our desk. Study area, recording area, we are gonna be one crazy family.


Nothing real exciting about the bathroom...







Or a hallway...




Here's our cute bedroom. We have the comfiest bed in the whole world. Our mattress was a wedding present from grandma and grandpa cook!!


It gets really hot cuz we don't control the AC. So we always have our fan on!


We also don't want to pay for drapes. So this suffices.






And last but not least... Because it can never stay clean... The "hotel de la shoe" as daddy calls it :)




Here's to more memories.

Birthday Boy

It's Trace's birthday! Happy birthday future daddy!! (Just a reminder, this blog is ALWAYS directed towards our future kids; that was not an announcement.)

I know we haven't been very active on this blog, but I wanna wish my amazing partner in crime a happy birthday.




We have almost been married for 6 months! That's crazy! Here are some things I have loved about my best friend during this fun newlywed time.




He goes to bed late, which I don't like. But he always makes sure to say prayers with me and kiss my head.







He always puts family first. He is always saying we should stop by and say hi. I love when he asks when we get to watch the nephews again.




He is always trying to speak my love language. Which changes really often. I can always tell that he is trying to convey his love for me. I adore that.




He is always willing to run errands with me, even on busy Saturdays.

I also love his music. So I hope he enjoys his new recording equipment!!

Love you honey bunch.

Hiatus. Sorry.

Wow! It's been a really really long time! 

Remember me complaining about hormones and all that jazz? Well, the problem is fixed! Hooray! Your Dad and I are in the greatest groove! We are communicating, compromising, and I can't think of another C. 

The thing is, since we got through the craziness of psycho Katelin, life seems like a breeze now! We are really looking out for each other and putting each other's needs first. This, kids, is love. 

We love our calling in the nursery. 

We go on lots of dates slash adventures. Here we tried to drive up the mountain to catch the sunset and ran into a a road closed with snow everywhere and missed the sunset. 

We said goodbye to your uncle Zach "Elder Rodgerson" and miss him so so much. 

We go on lunch dates when I have a day off

We go to bed way too late cuz we always end up telling stories from our childhood and laughing our heads off

We went camping with uncle Josh and his friends and it was a nightmare but had potential to be really fun... we'll try again soon. 

The sun is shining, summer is here, and love is in the air! 

Here's to newlywed life. 

Intolerant.

Thank heavens I'm not referring to my sweet husband. He is quite tolerant.
What isn't, is my body.
Oh kids I hope I don't pass this on to you.
My whole life I have had two true loves. Your father... And ice cream.
However this weekend, as my hormones were giving me grief... I started realizing there was a pattern to my discomfort. It was strictly correlated with dairy.
Now I haven't confirmed this yet, but I plan to go without for a few days to make my final decision.
Funny story.
Today I didn't have any dairy all day. Then my loving husband, your sweet father, made me a milkshake. Since then I have felt like I should throw up because something isn't digesting right.
After your dad's friend left tonight, he came to lie down next to me. I began telling him how sad I was because I love milk and ice cream. Unfortunately, my hormones are RAGING. It turned into a full blown cry session and anxiety attack. We were laughing so hard but I also couldn't breathe because I was crying so hard.
"Katelin stop crying!!"
"I ca-a-an't!!! *gasp*"
"What's the matter?!"
"I *sniff* want to eat ice cream on the cruuuuuuise!!" *gasp for air*"

Good times.
Well ice cream, goodbye my lover. Goodbye my friend.

Hypochondriac

Oh children. This is about to be a serious TMI moment. 

There's a little pill I have to take to make sure you don't come yet. It's been giving me some real issues and making my body really upset at me sometimes. 

I get random headaches, random nausea attacks, and random cramps. Oh, and also it makes me really mad for no apparent reason. 

Your father is sure that I'm a hypochondriac. That's a big word, kids. It means I'm a crazy person who thinks I'm sick all the time. But, the good news is. He stays by my side through it all. He is always offering to help and canceling plans to be with me. (even if I tell him not to) 

The point is... I married a very patient man. I love him very much.