John and I have been together for a total of 11.5 years. We've been married for just over 6 years. While we may have our fair share of fights, and we may bicker and argue about some of the dumbest things imaginable, at the end of the day, we love each other very much. He's my best friend, and I think I can speak for him when I say I'm his as well. We tell each other everything. We have the deepest respect and understanding for each other. I may not always do the "right" thing or say the "right" thing, but my love for my husband never changes. I feel like I've been ready to be a wife since I was in my early teens. And, God brought this man into my life at just the right moment. For that I'll be eternally grateful. I love you, boo, forever and always! <3
In addition to always knowing I was meant to be someone's wife, I've always had a strong maternal instinct. I've always loved babies and small children, and I just knew that once I met, fell in love with and married that perfect person, we would most definitely have babies together. A few months after John and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary we started trying to conceive our first baby. It took us three months to conceive Jacob. Three months seemed like an eternity. I don't know how couples deal with trying for months and years on end. My heart truly goes out to them because I know just how sad each month was for me when I'd get a negative test result, and like I said, it only took us three months to conceive our little Jacob.
The day Jacob was born was both one of the happiest days and one of the scariest days of my life. After all, I had done my fair share of babysitting as a teenager, but I had never been completely responsible for a little life before. Over the past four years I've most certainly made my fair share of mistakes, but this "job" comes with a huge learning curve. I'm learning every day how to be a better mother. I can only hope and pray that some day Jacob will realize how hard I worked to make sure he had the best mother, and the best life, possible. I love you, Bubba, to the moon and back! <3