02.02.02

february 2nd, 2002. seven years ago yesterday (last night, technically) i was on a first date with the man that would one day become my husband. and i cannot help but smile when i think about that night, the many dates to follow the first, the fact that i am now married to this wonderful man, and having a baby with him.

that night consisted of a movie ("a walk to remember") where i cried (showing my true colors from the very beginning!) and dinner (tgi fridays). he was a true gentleman the entire night, and, needless to say, i was completely swept off my feet at 18 years old. the rest of my friends from high school were suffering through another sweetheart banquet with dates that were either less charming than they expected or more interested in someone else! i was glad to have opted out...and fell in love instead!

fast forward seven years, and here i sit nearly 11 weeks pregnant, just trying to dream and imagine what life will be like in another 7 years. a six year old running around the house? quite possibly another little one chasing after? in tucson? working or staying home? i'm not sure what the next 7 years will bring, but i am confident that if they are anything like the last 7, i have a wonderful, wild adventure ahead of me...