The story of how we met, part 1

Here's a cliched beginning, David and I met our junior year of high school.  We were attending a brand new school in its first year open.  I saw him on the school bus the first morning.  Honestly, I noticed his friend first.  Mostly because he was a loud obnoxious typical teenage boy.  Then by contrast, David stood out.  He was in a couple of my classes.  After about two weeks of school, David still hadn't really spoken up much, and only talk to me when I engaged him first.  So it became my mission to get the shy quiet boy to open up.  I started sitting next to him on the bus and telling his friend to take a hike. I sat next to him in class and had to be told to quit talking.  Well that only encouraged note writing and passing.  Well then David came out of his shell.  I really wish now  that I had saved some of those notes. He bought me roses and candy for my birthday (which is in mid September).  He also got me hired at Chuck E Cheese for my first job.  I still remember the night he knocked on my door at about 9:30pm.  My father called me downstairs and said very sternly, " There's a boy outside for you.  Why?"    Well because he wanted to tell me that he talked to his boss about hiring me but was respecting my father's rule of no phone calls after 9pm.  I started hanging out at David's house alot.  His older sister caught on to the fact that I was smitten with her little brother and tried encouraging him to just ask me out.  Finally, I cornered him and told him that I would be his girlfriend, but he had to ask. 

We mostly hung out at school or at his house.  And really all we ever did was hold hands and make out.  I don;t remember what I got him for Christmas.  But I remember he got me one of those little glass cubes with the engraving inside that sit on a little light up podium.  It had a single rose in it that said I love you.  And I loved him back.  In that very cute sweet innocent first love kind of way. 

There was even one night he came to my house kinda late, stood on the wall in between my house and the neighbor's house and threw rocks up at my window until I opened it to talk to him.  We still wrote notes back and forth.  I called him Davey Gravy, and thats how he signed his letters.

Shortly before Valentine's day, 2004, I ripped out David's heart when I broke up with him.  Did I have a reason?  Not really.  I was angry with my parents and tended to just hate everyone at that stage in my life.  I assumed everyone I loved would end up betraying me.  So I was going to go ahead and just take care of this before he could hurt me too.  I'll never forget the hurt I saw on his face that day, or every day after that for quite some time.

We still talked often on the phone.  Even though I dated a few other boys, it was still David I thought of.  We even went to the senior prom together.  I just couldn't tell him I loved him, that I really wanted to be with him, but that I was just scared.  The last time we spoke at all, was graduation day.  I should have reached out to him that day.  Maybe I could have saved us some of the pain that was to come....

OK, so two months married, and I guess I still like him.  Haha.  Since last post, our beautiful son James Oliver Drongesen was born.  He arrived July 12 after 19 hours in labor. He weighed in at 5lbs 15oz and was 20" long. 

I will say this, watching David as a father just makes me love him all that much more.  He tells me a least a dozen times a day how beautiful he thinks our child is. He plays with him and kisses him more than he kisses me now!

This is a short entry since we are still trying to get a routine going with the baby.  Hopefully I will find time to post the story of how we met as promised!

One Month In

I have been married to David for one month.  We argue a lil but honestly I think we are still in the so called "honeymoon" phase.  Which is a good thing considering with our son due to be born in one month, we didn't get to take a honeymoon. 
I had some very good advice given to me the day after our wedding.  "Only take advice from people who have something you want"  In other words, don't money or relationship advice (or any other kind) from someone who has money or love troubles.  I will always listen to my grandmother.  She has always had the right thing to say even if its not what I want to hear.  But I have noticed which of my friends I should go to with my troubles. 
Now some people ask if we got married just because of the baby.  No sir!  We were planning a "real" wedding when I found out I was pregnant back in November of 2011.  So we decided preparing for the baby was a better way to spend money.  This was NOT the original plan.  David wanted to finish school and get a better job so that I could be a stay at home mom.  Instead, I will have to return to work since I have the health insurance for our family.  There are going to be some challenges ahead but I know everything will work out as it should. 

Next installment:  The story of how we met...