September Memories...

I was reading my sister's blog tonight about past Septembers. Its funny how fast time goes by. She described her life six years ago. A labor day weekend in Pinetop. I remeber that weekend too. I remember her little kids and being just an aunt, I was only 16. I remember washing windows in their house and getting pizza for lunch. Jill I am food motivated too : ) Six years is not that long a period of time on the grand scale, but man life changes fast in six years, at least for me is has. That labor day weekend I was a junior, my only concern was volleyball. Oh volleyball how I miss you! I can remember the clothes I had in my closet, the CD I had in my Jeep, picking apples with my mom, taking a drive with my parents while listening to the Invinsible soundtrack. I miss those days. I wouldn't go back if I had the chance but I do miss them.

My junior year volleyball team.

The next September I was a senior. I liked my senior year. I liked playing volleyball. Just a side note, whenever I am in a conversation about past boyfriends and dating experiences with friends I have aquired outside of high school, I always feel like "man what was I doing that I did not really date like these women?" then I remember "Oh yeah I played volleyball". I wouldn't change that. Since September was always a volleyball month in my world I don't remember much else.  I remember the girls on my team and how much fun they were. I remember ditching class to go hit volleyballs in the gym. I remember ditching class to get strawberry smoothies with my friend Ashley. I remember being bummed that my good friend Hannah had moved. I also remember reading the third Twilight book.

See how could you not have fun with these girls, playing volleyball, at the beach?

Can I just say that the next September was kind of horrible, at least the begining.  I won't go into too much detail because its pretty boring and makes me sound like a wimp... I had just moved down to the valley to play volleyball. It was hard. My life as usual had was just about volleyball, but I had to learn the hard lesson that too much volleyball with nothing else is unhealthy. And want to guess how I learned that lesson....

This guy!

We started dating in September. I don't think Aaron will ever get how much he brought balance to my life and still does. So that September went from a very hard and discouraging time to one of my best memories.

I remember our first date, being impressed that he opened the door for me, and that he was goofy when he swung gold club (sorry babe). I remember the feeling of this is where I am suppose to be.

By the next September we were married and newly weds. Both going to school, working, and I was of course playing ball. What I remember the most from that time was getting in a fight over a dog. Aaron wanted a basset hound. I did not. I like dogs, but that poor little guy would have never seen us with our schedules. I also remember coming home from a game and Aaron had made a chocolate cake with marshmellows on top. Very random.

So September of 2010 I was 8 months preggers with Daisy. Aaron and I went to our ward campout that month. It was fun to go camping with him. I got killer heartburn in the middle of the night. And I remember when we were driving home, we hit a bumpy patch of road and my thighs were jiggling all over the place. You may be thinking why did I write that? Well my thighs hadn't jiggle really before then and now they did, made us laugh.

If you want to know about last September just look at my blog post from last year. Aaron was gone, thats all you need to know.

And now its 2012 and I am pregnant again! But with a boy this time. It is amazing how much life changes with the passing of time. I don't have much too deep to say now, just that I am thankful for my past Septembers.