Six months ago I went to a friend’s house for a little party and Mr. A walked in the door and something was different; something clicked. It was like all the air in the room became electric and I just wanted to be near him. We spent hours talking as if we were the only people in the room. Our first kiss happened that night and he asked if he could come bring me pizza the next day. I was shocked that someone like him would want to come bring me lunch and he was shocked that I wanted him to come. That entire weekend feels like a movie I’ve watched hundreds of times, We both remember every bit in vivid detail, and it still gives me goosebumps. When I am down I replay those three days in my head and feel at ease again. Magic happens you just have to be open to it.
From the beginning, I could feel that this would be different.
Things moved quickly, but they were never scary. He was always a step ahead of me and I have always felt completely adored and fully secure. I don’t know if he will ever fully understand the gift he gave me by giving me a love that is so real and secure I can feel it in my bones. Throughout my life, I’ve always felt so insecure in relationships. I was always the one with the open heart. I was the one who would dive in and then pray that he would eventually see that I was worth jumping in after. I was equal parts desperate for love and not convinced that I was worth of the kind of love my soul longed for. Mr. A and I took every step together. We work so hard on our relationship, we want the other person to feel wholly known, loved, and accepted. I want him to know that I so proud to call him mine, and he works every day to make me feel loved, beautiful, and treasured.
Four and a half months ago I found out I was pregnant. Mr. A and I had been dating for just over a month when I drove to his house with a pregnancy test in my purse. I was terrified. That night he simply held me while I cried. He promised me that we would figure this out. He told me he loved me and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. He calmed my heart and he was such a rock. By the next morning we knew that we were going to have this baby. I am so lucky that he didn’t get scared and run away, I think so many men would have. Instead, he held my hand securely in his and we haven’t looked back.
Two months ago we got married, and I have never been so happy ever. I love the pictures from that day because you can tell how happy we are.
We’ve gone through more in six months then most people handle in a year, but I have never been happier. I feel like I’m supposed to tell you that it hasn’t always been easy, but it’s not really true. It has been easy. Loving him is easy. Building a life with him has been so much fun. I cannot wait for Baby M to joins us and to watch Mr. A fall in love with our son. He already loves him so much, you can tell as he sings, reads, and talks to my belly every night. He is going to be the most incredible father and our son is going to grow up with the best possible example of what it means to be a man.
6 months ago, everything changed.
(And thank you to every single one of you who have been supportive of all the things in the past 6 months. You guys are amazing)