John and I have been friends since, oh 1998. We became best friends in about 2003, when he lived with me and my then scum of the earth, good-for-nothing, terrible boyfriend (hereinafter called "the ass"). As we became closer, we began having feelings for each other, unknown to each other.
In 2005, I finally broke up with the ass. A mutual friends spilled in a drunken stuper how John loved me, and wanted to be with me, etc. I grew some balls and came right out and told him how I felt about him, and we started dating in August 2005.
We got engaged in February of 2007 and married that November. Our two beautiful kids, Patrick John, born 3/22/09 and Maggie Marie, born 10/10/10 (how cool is THAT) are the light of our life.
We've had a pretty rough first few years of marriage. John's parents filed for divorce the summer before we married. John's dad had quadrubple bypass surgery in February of 2008. I suffered a miscarriage in June of 2009. Luckily, I quickly became pregnant with PJ. Our awesome, kick ass, amazing dog, Neo, died suddenly in February of 2009 when I was pregnant with PJ. Devastated. My mom was diagnosed with ALS, Lou Gehrig's disease, in May of 2009. She has progressed quickly, and never has been able to hold her grandchildren, nor will she ever be able to.
In January of this year, John's dad passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. It has been hard on him, hard on me, and terrible for both of us knowing that our kids are not going to know two of their grandparents. I lived with my grandmother most of my childhood until she died when I was 18, and we were very close. John still has 3 of his grandparents, meaning our kids have 3 great-grandparents, but unfortunately, will be down to two grandparents very soon.
My blog discusses the everyday of having two little ones. Sometimes it will be about my mom, or me and John, or other stuff. But mostly, it's about the happinesses in my life. PJ and Maggie.
