One day, my egg met with my husbands sperm, literally, but magically it’s a wonderful story.
I’m linking up this week with Mommy of a Monster & twins and her Down the Aisle link-up- Favorite Wedding Photo. What a great idea! At The Anecdotal Baby I get caught up in the trials and tribulations of being a mommy, and I like that I can celebrate how that came about.
Those close to us know our history goes back roughly two decades–now I’m dating myself! Anyway, I can remember the day my now husband walked into my life.
Who knew at 1o, yes 10, that I’d one day marry the love of my life? I did! Kind of… He was the cutest–in my opinion–kid in the fifth grade. And the “bad boy”–though he’s actually really an awesome guy. I think for both of us it was instant attraction–I’ve always been a bit boy crazy since the first grade! We liked each other at school because, of course, we were too young to date. It was kind of an on-again, off-again kind of romance for junior higher’s.
High school came–and went–and we dated, again on and off; each having other relationships in between until it got pretty serious at 18. College was a dividing force… good and bad. A LOT of life happened in between, but I can honestly say we were ALWAYS friends; through thick and thin.
After some upset, moves across country and back, and life changing events for both of us, we ended up dating again. I always knew in the back of my heart that we’d end up together for the real thing… and we’d live Happily Ever After!
So, here’s a picture of the first day of the rest of our lives…