It is hard to believe that 5 years ago today, I met the man that I was going to marry (man of my dreams) and have two beautiful children with. Last night, I looked up at the clock at midnight and then looked at my five fingers on my hand and couldn't help but smile. We have come a long way babe! Five years may not seem a long time, but with the Marine Corps, pcs moves, deployments, pregnancies, and babies... it feels like an eternity! If you had told me that I somewhat fullfilled my American dream by 25 when I was 19, I would've called you a liar, lol. (My American dream is being married, having a couple of gorgeous little ones, owning a house, and having a career-- still working on that career dream, lol)
Where did we meet?
When he came home from those stressful, sleepless nights, slave to the cell phone, deployments...
He got to be home for the latest pregnancy, and got to witness every sickness (almost), hospital visits, the kicks and punches from the baby, the ultrasounds, and the birth. I got to squeeze his hand to death when the epi failed to work.. I was on cloud nine since he finally got to experience one of our girls birth.