No better place to start, right? John and I met, at a club, (of all places) dancing. He lived in Huntington, and I lived in Long Beach, with my cats. Oh, those were the days... somehow he swept me off my feet, and decided to keep me, (and my cats) around. Here are the early, blissful honeymoon days of marriage...


We were married in Hawaii in June '05
Vacationed, New York, Vegas and Florida in the next couple months, too. 
Welcome to the world of sleepless nights, dirty diapers, a messy house, and your life being taken over by your new little bitty boss...to having more love than you could have ever imagined possible for one person. There are no words to explain the feeling of being a parent, of wanting, and wishing and waiting 9 long months for your little bundle of joy. I don't think there was a time I felt closer and more connected to John, than that first moment we were alone with our son, knowing that we brought him into this world... all because two people fell in love. Life has just been on fast forward since then...and I begin to wonder what life was like before Dylan.
Then, you go through this transition from Husband and Wife, to then adding Dad and Mom under your titles, it's a constant adventure, a balancing act, if you will. But I wouldn't change it for the world. :)

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