I met my husband in January of 2008.
I was six months pregnant. Yeah, let that marinate.
He and I had no intention of dating - we were just friends.
He had a daughter who had just turned four, and I was carrying a son.
We became friends, then best friends.
Fast forward - May 2008.
He accompanied me in the delivery room, and we hadn't even kissed.
On our first vacation (alone), we went to Savannah.
He proposed - it was the Fourth of July.
Fast forward - December 2008.
We got married.
It was New Year's Eve.
That year was fabulous... and it was only the beginning.
