Children.

I always knew waiting was never okay.
I always knew money shouldn't be the reason.
I always knew wanting to travel isn't okay.
I always knew there is no perfect time.
I always knew it's a commandment.


Many voices in the world today marginalize the importance of having children or suggest delaying or limiting children in a family. My daughters recently referred me to a blog written by a Christian mother (not of our faith) with five children. She commented: “[Growing] up in this culture, it is very hard to get a biblical perspective on motherhood. … Children rank way below college. Below world travel for sure. Below the ability to go out at night at your leisure. Below toning your body at the gym. Below any job you may have or hope to get.” She then adds: “Motherhood is not a hobby, it is a calling. You do not collect children because you find them cuter than stamps. It is not something to do if you can squeeze the time in. It is what God gave you time for.”⁷




Across the world, this is a time of economic instability and financial uncertainty. In April general conference, President Thomas S. Monson said: “If you are concerned about providing financially for a wife and family, may I assure you that there is no shame in a couple having to scrimp and save. It is generally during these challenging times that you will grow closer together as you learn to sacrifice and to make difficult decisions.”¹⁰


Brandeis tries to tell me that waiting is okay. 
I cannot find where it says that it is okay to wait.
I am not BEGGING or WANTING a baby at all. 
I keep telling people I want to wait 4 years.
I feel like it is only because I am extremely self-centered and involved in my own life to want to bring someone into it.
Now, where is the conference talk saying it is OKAY to wait 5 years after marriage to have a baby?
Where does it say it is OKAY to wait til you are out of school?
Where does it say it is OKAY to go on lavish trips before conceiving?
Where does it say to make sure you "really like eachother" before having kids?


I feel I already "REALLY LIKE" Brandeis and I am not sure I can love someone more...


Why do I feel the need to live my life to the fullest until I have children? 
Why do I feel children will just drag me down?
Why isn't there a timeframe for when to have kids?


Please just tell me..... "Tminus 2 years after marriage you will start working on conceiving."
That would be so much easier to figure out. 


Is waiting 4 more years reasonable? I use to think it was PERFECT for our lives


In “the best of times [and] … the worst of times,”¹⁵ the true Saints of God, acting in faith, have never forgotten, dismissed, or neglected “God’s commandment … to multiply and replenish the earth.”¹⁶ We go forward in faith—realizing the decision of how many children to have and when to have them is between a husband and wife and the Lord. We should not judge one another on this matter.


I guess all I can ask is to not judge us for how long we will probably wait.


Thanks Neil L. Andersen for your talk on Children. To read the whole talk visit: http://lds.org/general-conference/2011/10/children?lang=eng

Big Things in the Truman House.

We just love October in the Truman House!
It means BIRTHDAYS, HALLOWEEN, FALL, etc.


It is a crazy month for us especially. Brandeis has 3 Major birthdays this month. His Only Sisters, His Mom's and Mine. all within 4 days of eachother. SAME WEEK. cRAzy. Sucks for him.


We are also moving at the end of the month! We bought the GREATEST couch the other day. Well, I love it...Brandeis thinks its heterosexual. OH WELL. 


I also have an interview at the School District to become a sub. Stress. I really need it! 


Cheer is going good. I am overwhelmed with making up a competition routine. It will be my 1st one ever I have done all by myself. KINDA CRAZY. I have been listening to music until my ears bleed and today I started mixing it. I guess it is going okay ;)


I am SO overjoyed that this year is almost over. I just have a feeling next year will be a BREEZE. haha.


FYI. No babies yet. Not trying. Not wanting. 
Just to clear things up. We love just having our little family. Me & Him. We are great together! We don't need any interference...just yet...someday though. :)

This oNE time I almost got kidnapped...

Sit down kiddies, It's story time! A few months ago I promised to tell more stories from my life and last week I thought about this one.

Let me take you back to February 23, 2007. I just came home from a 2 week long trip to Chile to pick up my brother from his mission. Great trip. 

Anyways. It was one of my friends birthday parties that night (Kim Ramirez). She was having a "sports themed" party and of course I was going as a professional swimmer, swim cap and all. 

Well before the party my good ole pal Courtney and I went to Sally's Beauty Supply for who knows what. We were in line and there was this "African American" boy probably around our age in front of us. We were both snooping on his conversation with another lady in line. He was asking for money for the bus stop. Looking at the kid I noticed he had a hurt foot. 

He was expressing to the lady how his mom ran over his foot the day before and was making him walk around shopping with her. He explained how he needed money for the bus since his mom ended up leaving him. He began to cry. I began to tear up...I looked at Courtney...

Next thing we know we are in my car driving to some super scary neighbor hood off Cheyenne if I remember correctly and some number street...You know those number streets are bad. 

This boy had the stankiest breath EVER! Courtney kept texting me telling me to get him to stop talking and she had her hoodie covering her mouth. 

I couldn't blame her. 

We dropped the stranded soul off in front of a scary apartment and the rest is history! I hope his foot is better by now! :)

Moral of the story. Don't snoop on others conversation. The person you help WONT help pay for gas.

I love this.

Checking out my stats for my blog....


when people look up 
"slight bend pinkies" 
they get to my blog.


My baby pinkies are famous. 

Bless me.

I have been thinking a lot lately about a certain day in 18 days. 

October 24th.

I am not sure why it is so upsetting to me. 

Usually I am so stoked to turn a year older.

Growing up I always wanted to be 23. 

I thought it was the age of being a hot mom.

I just thought that the age 23 you are the hottest. 
haha. 

Now that I am almost the age of my dream I am upset. 

I guess I just thought by this time 
so much more would be going on. 

I pictured at least 1 baby. 

A house. 

Real job. 

Maybe as a child I should 
have been more realistic.

I never said how old I would be when I wed (August 14, 2010), 
but i knew by 23 I would be settled.

I guess I am just not the mature girl I thought I would be.

I am SO immature. 

"Now that I am older and actually turning my favorite age of maturity I realize that I love who I am and I am glad I am not the girl I wished I was." -Jerilyn

I have loved being 22, but I guess I need to embrace 
the grateful age of 23 with open arms. 

Man, 23. I feel old.