There's a lot of talk recently on facebook. Lots of people getting engaged. Married. Having their first child. Then I look at my family and see just how far we've come. My oldest is going to be turning FIVE this year. My second is going to be one. I always wonder if we rushed or if we should have been 'young' longer. But I like the way things went. Our life is pretty great.
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| We met and dated... |
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| Traveled back and forth on trains for years... |
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| Got engaged when we were nineteen. |
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| Made funny Christmas cards. |
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| Got married when we were 21. (We were classy.) |
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| Got pregnant three months later. |
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| Had our first child... |
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| Watched her grow... |
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| Bought our first house... |
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| Got preggo again... |
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| And here we all are... |
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| A happy family. |
The only problem with this is once I start seeing the pictures of the cute new babies on facebook I'm going to want a new cute baby. I blame Kirsten, a girl I went to HS with for Lily. I saw pictures of her cute little boy and was like, "OMG I WANT ANOTHER." Mike's pretty adamant on not having more though. Haha.
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