Where it All Began

So where did this story begin? Like so many others, it began with a few too many Long Island Iced Teas, two attractive single people and a common love for Wales, Trevor Linden, motorcycles and adventure. We danced at a local establishment until it closed and then went with friends to Denny’s for 3:00am breakfast. After, he came back to my house and we talked until 6:00am! 6:00 in the morning, TALKING, who DOES that?! The following month, after only 6 weeks together, we vacationed in Waikiki and talked of marriage. Friends called us crazy, so we decided to wait.

We had been together for just under a year when THIS happened. Yes, there’s two tests there, because CLEARLY the first one, the pink, might not ACTUALLY have two lines, so CLEARLY a 2nd trip to the drug store was needed for SOMEONE to pick their OWN brand of test.... 

A couple of panicked phone calls and some visits to various family members later and we began to prepare for PARENTHOOD, dum, dum, dummmm (cue music). I quickly learned that I knew NOTHING about babies. Upon hearing I was pregnant, a friend, shopping for her sister-in-law’s baby shower, asked me what a receiving blanket was. OBVIOUSLY a pregnant woman would know the answer to her question. Well, that was easy I thought, it’s for catching or “receiving” the baby in when it’s born... duh. I had A LOT to learn.