Our Engagement Story

A little pressure can be a good thing. I always attribute my engagement actually happening to my mother-in-law.

Alexis was in Chicago for the summer and I was drowning in classes and work on the other side of the country. We were dating before he left but had never actually discussed what our plans were for the future. To my surprise, Alexis stayed in contact while in Chicago, so I assumed that meant he was still interested. An occasional text turned to a late night phone call which turned into a nightly routine of skyping. Alexis and I had been a “thing” (whether official or broken up) for several months now and we cared a lot about each other.

One night, when we were discussing the “M” word (Yes, “Marriage.” It was the only way I could talk about it with Alexis without him going all boyish on me and changing the subject), we came to the conclusion that yes, we probably should spend the rest of eternity together. We just liked each other that much I suppose.

It was Memorial Day weekend and my parents were in town. Alexis called his mom and told her that he was thinking about getting married, although he wasn’t for sure. The next day while I was at lunch with my parents, I got a phone call from Alexis. This was way out of the ordinary because he worked long hours and was always very busy. He then proceeded to tell me that within the last twelve hours, his mom had spread the news of his upcoming engagement to every member of his extended family. Even long-lost relatives he had never met from Mexico were messaging him their congratulations.


“I guess we’re getting married,” he said nervously.


Like I said, a little pressure can be good sometimes.

Fast-forward probably another twelve hours and cue my mother-in-law again. Alexis and I were planning on making this whole marriage-eternity-I-love-you thing public at the end of June, when I was scheduled to fly to Seattle to meet his family. However, my mother-in-law talked some sense into us and asked why we would even wait that long? So Alexis packed up his bags and hopped onto the next available plane. Which put him on another plane. And still another (Poor guy. He did a lot of traveling and layovers for this).

His plane finally got into town late Thursday Night. I picked him up from a friend’s house Friday after work. Saturday morning we went to the jewelers. I absolutely did not want to pick out my ring. I felt this way for two reasons: first, it’s so much more fun to be surprised. Second, I didn’t want to make it awkward if I fell in love with a ring that was out of Alexis’s budget. But I did go with Alexis to get my finger measured and I did show Alexis my Pinterest board full of engagement rings that I liked. But other than that he was on his own.

Saturday night we went on a road trip out of town with a group of people to visit some friends. We came back late Sunday night.

Monday I had work and an evening class. Alexis picked me up afterwards and we went to grab some dinner. We ordered some take-out from a mom-and-pop Chinese restaurant, grabbed some snacks at a gas station, and headed to the lake nearby.

Alexis had told me that he wouldn’t have the ring until the end of the week, so I wasn’t really expecting anything until then. At the lake we ate dinner, chatted about our day, and enjoyed the general splendor of being two people in love.

As a distraction, Alexis gave me some food and told me to feed two ducks nearby. Oblivious, I happily set out on my task of feeding the birds. One of the ducks began biting the other and wouldn’t let it eat anything. Appalled, I kept turning back to Alexis and exclaiming, “Did you see that?” I was so distracted by the ducks that I hadn’t noticed what Alexis was doing. He acknowledged all my commentary on the duck fighting and went back to nervously fumbling around in his backpack.

After a few minutes of duck feeding, Alexis sat me down at our picnic table and handed me a stack of photos. Photos are a big deal in my family. My home is littered with them and the photoprinter employee at the store recognizes us whenever we walk in.

I began thumbing through the photos. Some were of us, some were of Alexis in Chicago, and some were of Alexis and his family. I reached a photo that was a snapshot from a motivational video Alexis and I loved. I laughed that this was included in the pile and moved on to the next photo.

It was Alexis’s favorite picture of us. There was text written across it that said, “Will you marry me?” I smiled, thinking it was cute. I looked up from the photos to try and find Alexis but I couldn’t see him.

Confused, I turned around and there he was behind me, down on one knee with a little brown box. I gasped. Remember, Alexis said the ring wasn’t ready until the end of the week, so no, even with the photo that said “Will you marry me?” I wasn’t expecting a proposal.

I said “yes” and the rest is history. He’s a cutie and I love him. Two years later we’re still the best of friends and we have a little girl due in August. Life is good and we’re making our way towards our happily ever after.


What is your engagement story? I'd love to hear your experience in the comment section below!


Curious as to how we first met? Read our love story!

The snapshot from the motivational video. This was Alexis’s cue that the “Will you marry me?” photo was next in the pile.

The famous “Will you marry me?” photo.

I think he liked it, so he put a ring on it.

We Found Love

We found love in a hopeless place. Actually, our story is pretty cute.

It was the first day of church (yes, church) at the beginning of a new school year. I was sitting by myself and this guy and his roommates sat next to me. We introduced ourselves, neither of us commenting on the unusualness of the other person's name, and he asked me where I was from. I told him I was from Vegas (which is definitely one of the best things about introducing myself) and he said he had just been there. I mapped out for him where in the city I lived on the back of the church program. Church ended, we parted ways, and when retelling this encounter to our parents later that day, we both remarked flippantly that we'd probably get married one day.

Little did we know.

School started that week and would you believe it, this boy was in one of my classes. I was grateful because it was typically a Freshman class but I had neglected to take it. I wasn't excited about being surrounded by doe-eyed, "A"- hungry, freshly legal students. Fortunately this boy was no Freshman and was willing to sit next to me the entire semester (even though I honestly slept through 80% of every class).

The days flew by, the leaves turned from green to red to orange to dead, and not much had happened between this boy and I. But then, Halloween.

For those of you who don't know me, I am the most paranoid, weak-stomached, scaredy-cat you will ever meet in your life. A group of us decided to go to a haunted corn maze and I was terrified. By now this boy and his roommates were pretty close friends with me and my roommates, so naturally we went through the haunted house together. Unbeknownst to me, this was a maze of haunted houses, not just one. For the first few houses I was huddled behind one of our friends and never opened my eyes. However, he was too excited and moved way too fast for my petrified body. So, who was the closest available body to cower behind? You guessed it.

I latched onto that boy like there was no tomorrow and buried my face into the back of his hoodie. Later when discussing this adventure, my husband told me he thought I was just playing around and I was using this as an excuse to flirt. So naturally, he convinced all the maze's ghouls, ghosts, and goblins to terrorize me more so that I would hold him tighter.

"But now that I know you better, I've since realized that you were actually terrified."

You think?

Well, the rest is history and we have plenty of hilarious stories leading up to our wedding day. My husband and I are as different as night and day. But we love and support each other, keep a sense of humor, and always end the day with a hug and a kiss.


How did you meet your significant other? I'd love to hear your love story in the comment section below!


Read our engagement story. It's sure to make you giggle.

We're having a baby! Read our pregnancy announcement story!

The Haunted Corn Maze

Our First Date

Our First Picture as a “Thing” (we look so little)


I’m in my last year of college and I just had my first baby. Life is crazy with trying to balance school, family, an internship, and three jobs all while training for a half marathon. I am majoring in Advertising and I currently serve on the BYU Women’s Studies Honor Society. If you think my hands are full, you should see my heart.

The purpose of this blog is to empower my readers. I hope they can leave my blog feeling inspired and uplifted. If not, at least they had a good laugh.


This blog is divided into three categories:

Lé Bump

How to mom 101. I’m starting from scratch so get ready for my mess ups and conquers. This is raw, real, and definitely not sugarcoated. If you’ve got a bump and don’t know what you’re doing, don’t worry. I’ll mess up so you don’t have to.

Day in the Life

This is a reader’s digest of the happenings in my life. It’s often filled with phrases such as “What are the odds?” and “I probably shouldn’t have done that.” We’ll just learn how to adult together.

Tips and Tricks

Here’s my best and worst advice, how-to’s, shoulds and should nots. In short, these are all the lessons I had to learn the hard way.


Cheers to all the adventures we’re going to have!

Follow me on Instagram

Subscribe to my YouTube Channel