First Post

Okay, so this is my first post as a blogger. I've been wanting to do this for awhile but haven't had the time. Now that I'm unemployed I have a few minutes when I'm not entertaining my (almost) 8 month old son Kian. I have a lot to write about so this blog may be kind of scattered but I am quite sure while you are reading you will find yourself shaking your head - either agreeing with one of my many musings, or in disbelief. Since I want this blog to be about my life as a wife and as a mom, I am going to start with how I began dating my husband.

I was hesitant to date him at first because I had sort of dated his friend a few months ago and had pretty much jumped from one relationship to the next so I wanted to be single for awhile. I even stopped taking my birth control pills (after thirteen years!) because I didn't even want to be with anyone. I must add that I have never had a one night stand. I have always been the relationship girl. Not that I judge anyone who has - I just never have. I have literally gone from one boyfriend to the next.

I had been out of work and completely broke for a few months and needed money desperately when he bought a house that was in dire need of some paint. So he paid me to paint a few of the rooms. He owns his business and for some reason I thought he would be at work all day while I was painting. Instead he would come home and watch me paint while trying to convince me to go out with him. I don't think I ever verbally turned him down, he just kept saying things like "would you go out with me if I was taller?" and "try it, you might like it!" and I never really gave him an response. Yep, he's a salesman.

Have you ever had someone who kept asking you out and then when you finally decide to give it a chance, you get all excited because you know at the end of the night you're going to give in and the other person is going to be so incredibly happy? That's what I did. The next few weeks were a little awkward because I had made the mistake of making fun of his many attempts to sway me to my friends and felt guilty and ashamed to tell my friends that we were together now. We didn't really tell our friends right away, but three weeks later I told my mom that he was "the one". So many emotions (not to mention questions) came with this realization. How did I know so soon? Was I sure? Could this be right? Could I end up with the guy I had been making fun of to my friends? He liked me so much and he put up with all of my moodiness. And then a month later he told me something we both already knew - that he loved me. It's funny how sometimes you can tell that someone really wants to tell you they love you for the first time but they don't know how or they are scared how you will react. He kept starting to tell me a few times and then didn't. Finally one morning while we were lying in bed he looked at me and said, "Wanna know something you already know?" and I probably smiled the biggest smile ever because I knew he was going to say it.

Next blog; the proposal.