the backstory (aka how we became a family of three...+1)

My groom and I actually met at our first place of employment after college, & while we were developing a nice, honest, platonic friendship, he was totally my reason for actually blowdrying my hair each morning.  I had a crush, and a big one at that.   I like to think that he felt the same way, given the fact that we eventually got married.  We dated for a while, got engaged, had the wedding of our dreams, and bought a fixer-upper.  After a while, it seemed like a good idea to start adding to our twosome...so we adopted Daisy.  & then found out we were pregnant...the same week.  The puppy was planned...but the baby?  Not so much.  So, from the moment we picked up Daisy from the airport to the moment that I sit here and type this paragraph, our lives have been an absolute whirlwind.  I was pregnant, nauseous, and vomiting while the little furball’s mission was to bite my face. & eat the molding.  & do every other bad thing that people warn you about when you decide to get a puppy.  But somehow, in a wonderful turn of events, she became better (not good, but better) from the moment we brought our little lady home from the hospital.  & let me just say that this little girl has brought more joy, light, and excitement into my life than anything before, ever.  I’m learning how to juggle being a part-time employee, a part-time SAHM, a frequent work widow, and an admittedly sub-par housekeeper.  And while daily life may be rife with stress and feelings of oh-my-god-how-can-I-ever-get-everything-done, I’ve never been happier.  So here we sit...an over-worked couple with the most amazing little girl on the planet, doing everything we can to make her giggle.