The un-official Wedding Photos from my Baby Sister’s wedding.

Started the morning off in the waiting area with the kids.
Started the morning off in the waiting area with the kids and Aunt Kelsey (my oldest sister). My kid is in the back (wearing a white shirt, picking his nose).

And when I say the un-official photos, I mean, most of the photos posted here are of my kids…because this is my blog. 🙂

Nona and Grambo were there - Nona, you're hair is fabulous.
Nona and Grambo were there – Nona, you’re hair is fabulous.

Kaylan and Jeremiah were married on August 7th in the Houston LDS Temple.

Due to the bride and groom’s early arrival to the Temple and some family members still en-route, the group photos were delayed until after the Temple ceremony…

Not interested in taking photos.
Not interested in taking photos.
I am looking around for my cousins...
I am looking around for my cousins…
I'm 3 and I look cute, regardless of what I am doing.
I’m 3 and I look cute, regardless of what I am doing.

around 12:30.

Brother knotting a tie, flew in from Denver that morning.
Brother knotting a tie, flew in from Denver that morning. Brother wearing a pink bow tie just got called to Kumasi Ghana for his LDS Mission! Mom, looking fab.

I’m going to stop here and direct you back to my last post on this blog about the Houston, Texas heat.

What goes on inside these kids' heads? What is he thinking right in this moment?
What goes on inside these kids’ heads? What is he thinking right in this moment?

I want to keep the negativity off this post.

Waiting for the bride and groom to emerge from their newly minted status as Mr. and Mrs.
Waiting for the bride and groom to emerge from their newly minted status as Mr. and Mrs.

The good news is, almost everyone was smiling.

Yay!! They're married!
Yay!! They’re married!

We have a lot to smile about! My sister just got married to her best friend.

I still remember that feeling after being married and coming out of the Temple together...that's a good feeling.

I still remember that feeling after being married and coming out of the Temple together…that’s a good feeling.

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Also a bit surreal, “we’re married?”

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It’s amazing how such a small act, can lead to greater things.

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Like, kissing can lead to babies…

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or…so I have found.

Tyler begging for a swim.
Tyler begging for a swim.

In all seriousness, I recently read a talk given by an Apostle of the Lord titled, “Why Marriage, Why Family.

Trust me son, we all want to just in the fountain.
Trust me son, we all want to jump in the fountain.

I really loved the part where he said,

Kaylan with her brothers. Four years ago, when I got married, they were so much younger!!
Kaylan with the brothers. Four years ago, when I got married, they were so much younger!!

“It is [God] who in the beginning created Adam and Eve in His image, male and female, and joined them as husband and wife to become “one flesh” and to multiply and replenish the earth.21 ”

speaking of multiplying and replenishing, this cute sister was 36 weeks pregnant with her sixth child (in 10 years)!
speaking of multiplying and replenishing, this cute sister was 36 weeks pregnant with her sixth child (in 10 years)!

“Each individual carries the divine image, but it is in the matrimonial union of male and female as one that we attain perhaps the most complete meaning of our having been made in the image of God—male and female.

Neither we nor any other mortal can alter this divine order of matrimony. It is not a human invention. Such marriage is indeed “from above, from God” and is as much a part of the plan of happiness as the Fall and the Atonement.”

My stud, holding our sweet baby.
My stud, holding our sweet baby.

Marriage creates families, which is central to God’s plan of happiness.

Cute baby, boogers and all.
Cute baby, boogers and all.

See why this wedding was a big deal?

Groom with the menfolk.
Groom with the menfolk.

It was “the most complete meaning of our having been made in the image of God.”

Marriage and family has shown me how much I needed to change – to become more like Christ.

Having children has shown me how much further I need to go, to be more like Christ.

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I would have liked to have spent more time, just Danny and I before we started having children.

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I would have liked for him to see me normal for awhile…before the constant roller coaster of hormones.

In the four years I’ve been married, I’ll have had three kids.

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When I got hitched, I was an old maid, at 29 with expiring eggs; so, you know, I had to start popping those kiddies out.

Nieces and nephews.
Nieces and nephews.

Ahh, babies. More babies to come.

And more photos…stay tuned.

Fatherhood: I have a confession to make.

Today, after church, I was sitting on the couch reading (Danny was in the garage) while Wiley played Angry Birds on the iPad.

Wiley made his signature “I just put something smelly in my diaper” move –

“Wiley, do you need to sit on the toilet?” no response…slowly starts to crawl away under the coffee table.

I pick up the iPad and turn it off, “you can have it back when you bring a diaper and wipes to me.”

He runs off and starts playing in his room.

Five minutes later, he is still playing in his room and I am still reading on the couch.

Danny comes in from the garage and heads to Wiley’s room.

Wiley stands up, back against the wall, “what are you doing in here daddy?” “what are you doing in here?” The smell is pretty obvious and Danny says, “are you poopy??”

I, sitting on the couch, knowing full well that he was and let Danny discover it – was waiting for Danny to bring the child. Danny changed it and never said a word to me. 🙂

Daddy helps Wiley calm down after a temper tantrum.
Daddy helps Wiley calm down after a temper tantrum.

I would say that those kinds of things make a mother’s day and makes me so grateful for fathers.

I’m grateful for the fathers that raised me and Danny. I’m grateful for my grandfathers. I’m grateful for the male role models in my life, who are great fathers. I’m grateful to the divorced women in my life who still honor fatherhood and teach their children to love and honor their dads. I’m so blessed to have so many reasons to be grateful.

Thankful to my Father in heaven, who gave me all that I have. I may have gone overboard with the photos this post, but it’s my blog and I can  post what I want to. Blessings and Happiness to you all. p.s. while I napped…he made his own Father’s Day Dinner! But, I bought the steaks!!

From Dust To Dust and The Things That Last Forever

The Whites - The majority of my mom's side of the family.
The Whites – The majority of my mom’s side of the family during Thanksgiving…unfortunately, I couldn’t make it to the Christmas gathering with this side of the family. Couldn’t work out two places in once.

I once had a patient in the hospital, a woman who was about 75 years old, I can’t remember if she said she had married…but what I do remember is, she never had any children.

The great-grands holding their youngest great grandchild.
The great-grands holding their youngest great grandchild.

Now I know I have mentioned before on this blog how I used to be afraid of having children.

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Afraid for many reasons, but one BIG reason was I didn’t want to ruin my body.

My cousin Mary holding my nephew.
My cousin Mary holding my nephew.

I didn’t want stretch marks, I didn’t want lose skin, I didn’t want sagging breasts.

Here is my Mother-in-law's side of the family. Pawpaw and Gregre in the front surrounded by their posterity.
Here is my Mother-in-law’s side of the family. Pawpaw and Gregre in the front surrounded by their posterity.

I apologize for saying “sagging breasts” but it is the honest truth.

Four generations, Gregre, Nona, Steph and her baby girl.
Four generations, Gregre, Nona, Steph and her baby girl. Photogenic bunch, aren’t they?

so, at twenty-six, when I walked into a patient’s room and told her I was there to  discharge the heart monitor…this 75 year old woman patient who had never had children….

Here is Grambo's family after our Christmas Day game of Yankee Swap (gag gifts).
Here is Grambo’s family after our Christmas Day game of Yankee Swap (gag gifts).

You can imagine my surprise when this woman just opened her shirt, exposing her naked chest.

Four generations on Grambo's side. Grandpa, Grambo, Danny and Wiley.
Four generations on Grambo’s side. Grandpa, Grambo, Danny and Wiley.

I quickly and gracefully removed the sticky electrodes from her chest – but couldn’t help noticing how saggy and stretched her skin was.

and for the first time in my life, I realized, that my body would grow old and stretch whether I had children or not.

My cousin Max, his wife Miranda and their baby girl!
My cousin Max, his wife Miranda and their baby girl!

I didn’t want to be an old woman, with nothing to show for it – if I had the choice.

KoKo with her new grand niece.
KoKo with her new grand niece.

So after that mildly strange encounter with a patient, I was much less concerned about what would happen to my body after I had babies.

My baby boy
My baby boy

I had a baby boy almost two years ago…and you know what?

I didn’t get any stretch marks, I didn’t get any loose skin, but I did gain an incredibly adorable little boy – who my husband and I just love with all our hearts.

Eventually my body will go the way of all the earth, and I don’t mind.

At least I’ll have things to show for it.

I’m expecting another baby August 25th of this year and we are very excited about it.