Saturdays are very sacred to me. I'm often working or have plans made months in advance for church, trips or usually overdo haircuts/errands etc.

But due to a bad stroke of luck, our weekend plans were cancelled due to my lovely bout of strep throat and leaving us completely open- a true rarity. 

We went to bed last night and didn't set alarms, knowing we would wake up naturally (Jason, of course, before me).But wouldn't you know it? It rained all night and into the morning and stayed dark-letting us both sleep in until 10am! If you know Jason, this happens 1-2 times a year. And even myself, committed to my weekly Zumba at 8:30am- it doesn't roll around that often anymore. 

So we slept. And we awoke with no plans. No obligations. And a quiet house. 

I have to say one thing I love about our own house is the peace and quiet. No neighbors above or below making noise. No cars constantly pulling in and out of your driveway. It's literally one of my favorites things about this home. Is that at anytime, I can sit and soak up the quiet. Sometimes I have us turn off the TV or music just to enjoy it. And I love my mornings to get ready and the evenings where I tidy up, all in my own peace and quiet. 

So this morning, we savored it. We slowly woke up. Slowly opened the curtains and soaked in the day ahead. And there was no stress and no fleeting here or there. And I loved it. I'm savoring these last few weeks of just Jason and I. We have been so spoiled to be just us for the past 5.5 years! We are completely selfish and still madly in love and we love our time alone together. 

But it's changing. We love this baby already. I never knew what people meant. How can you love someone you have never met? How can you already sacrifice so much for a tiny human that is still growing? How can we love to hang out in the nursery for no reason just to picture our baby girl?
I guess that's parenthood slowly making it's way into our lives. 

And I loved this Saturday. Loved it and will remember it for all the tiny moments we had together - the laughs, the kisses and the quiet. 

But you know what? I'm eagerly anticipating those hectic Saturdays with a baby-jetting from one thing to the next. Those hectic Saturdays with toddlers-trying to keep to a schedule to have fun before naptimes and breakdowns. I'm excited for Saturday morning cartoons to be heard downstairs as Jason and the kids eat cereal while I sleep just a little longer. 

It will be different. It will be hard. But it will be wonderful. 

I know I will miss this lazy Saturday and this quiet house. But I know we are about to experience so much more. 

And I can't wait.

Grown Ups

I can't help but talk about graduation every day these days. All of our current and future plans revolve around that one day.


April 22



The day that my husband and I graduate from college.
The day we become grown ups.

Honestly, we have been pretty grown up for awhile now: bills, major life decisions, trials etc.

But I know that this is the mark of a new chapter, usually considered the transition to being a grown up out there in the big scary world.

Now, you and I know differently.
That no one can make you grow up.
No one can prevent you from staying up all night watching Psych. No one can prevent you from getting frozen yogurt every other day. No one can make you stop giggling or tickling or being ridiculous just because you are becoming a so called "grown up."

And I am glad of that. I am glad that although we are quickly approaching this new chapter, that Jason is still Jason and I am still me.

Sure, lots of new adventures, trials and discoveries are nearing on the horizon but I am still trying to enjoy the here and now.

I am still soaking up seeing the gorgeous mountains as I walk around campus. I will miss those.
I am still soaking up every possible girls' night because I will miss those ladies.
I am still soaking up:

my job
my friends
my education
my memories in the place that brought me:

best friends
the love of my life
a knowledge of who i am
desires for the future in the world & in the home
finally appreciating my parents and family
fears about all the things in the world I can't change
but hope for all the things that I can change.

I am ready for the next step.
But I am not ready to leave behind all that I have found here.
No moving, no graduation and no "being a grown up" can take all this away from me.

Thanks BYU for bringing me all this joy in my life. My time here will never be forgotten.