Wednesday, March 7, 2012

How We Came To Be "The Batson's"

I feel like every good blog has a story behind it. And this is ours.

I met The Husband when I was 16 years old. No lie. Fairytales sometimes really do happen. It was         June 08, 2005. I will spare every single sappy detail, but for the most part, after that day, we were each others. We didn't date anybody else and we've always been together. He told me he loved me about a month after that to which I replied, "thank you." Not long after that, I realized I loved him too. My mother hated him. Partly because he was four years older than me and partly because sometimes thats just how my mother can be. I'll spare the details there too, but I will say the beginning of our relationship wasn't ALL roses and rainbows. We had to work at it. Not because of our feelings for each other, but other obstacles that stood in our way. We moved in together November, 2003. I was then 18 and a senior in high school. Probably the best decision we've ever made was to move in together as soon as possible. The day I moved in with him is the day I feel like I really started living my life. He proposed in on August 8, 2004 after I screwed the first proposal up the month before that. I will save that for another post. We had a ten month engagement and we said "I Do" on June 18, 2005. Which is tied for one of the top two happiest days of my life. Seeing him at the end of that aisle and walking down to take his last name completed me and gave me a family. We bought our first house in March 2006. We started talking about "maybe" having a baby and I came off my pill in September 2009 with the promise to him that "it normally takes FOREVER to get pregnant". In January of 2010, I found out I was already 8 weeks pregnant. The day I found out I was having a little girl changed my life. Of course, a boy would have too, but in completely different ways. I always knew we would have a little girl first. And so did everybody else. On September 3, 2010 Bentlee Marie was born at 9:03 AM. This is the other of the top two happiest days of my life. I looked into the face of the most beautiful, wonderful, amazing thing I had ever seen in my life. She has changed me. She has changed our family. She has changed the way I see myself. She has changed the way I see the world. She has completed us. So thats pretty much it. Things aren't perfect in my life. Far from it. But when I come home to these two- everything is right. They are the most important part of my story.

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