A Look Back

I have not been as diligent as I wanted to be last month with my blog. Not a WHOLE lot has happened. I had a wonderful holiday, and I am about to give birth. I'm looking forward to meeting my son Logan, and bringing him to his first home, then moving him to his second, hopefully larger, home. My sugar levels have been really great this past month. Logan is about 6.5 pounds and all the nurses and doctors I have seen have all said he is a very happy active baby.


Anyway it is 4:30 in the morning at the moment, and I can't sleep, which is a little unusual for me since lately I love to sleep. I have been thinking a lot lately about my life and how I got to this chapter in it. My life has changed dramatically over the last 3 years. I thought it would be a fun thing to have a look back to when Kevin and I first met, then how we reunited. Let's have a look back, shall we?

I was 19, fresh out of high school, living with my mom, and working at Olive Garden. I was free. I had a job and really good friends who lived literally around the corner from me. I hung out there a lot in those days. There were many reasons why, but the main reason is because my boyfriend at the time also lived there with my two best friends (Who just happen to be married now and have a child of their own). Anyway, life was pretty good. One night an old friend from high school came over to hang out for a bit. It just so happens the the fore mentioned boyfriend had just broken up with me. Needless to say I was in need of some cheering up. This friend had brought his older brother with him, a boy named Kevin. Man was he a cutie or what?! So we made small talk (I was very shy when it came to cute boys) and everyone around me made me feel much better. That was the first time I met Kevin.


A few months after having my heartbroken, then repaired, then broken again I moved out of my childhood home. Yes, I was living on my own for the first time due to the fact that my mother wanted to 'call my bluff' and purchased two goats. Yes goats, the barn animal. I HATE goats, I did not want to live with them, hear them, smell them, or have anything to do with them. The moment the trailer came to my house I packed my things, and was out of the house. I stayed with my dad and sister for a few weeks sleeping on their couch. I then moved in with my best friend, Codi and her boyfriend Michael, who I have known since childhood. I was free! Well, in the summer one night I invited Kevin over, (he did help me move into my new place). We talked and laughed and flirted all night long. I was starting to fall for him. After another couple of weeks, I had a really bad day at work, and was invited to a co-workers party. I wanted to go and let out some steam. I called Kevin to see if he would like to go with me. He did not, he was either not home at the time, or didn't want to go, I can't quite remember. Anyway that was the night I met my now very ex-boyfriend, Wesley. Even though I really liked Kevin, he was not responding to me the way I wanted him too, and I was getting attention from Wesley.

Let us fast forward to 4 years down the road, because the story of me and Wesley is just that, another story, another blog all together. Things between Wesley and I were very bad, and I was about to break up with him. I went to see some old childhood friends to party, I was now 24. Throughout my relationship with Wesley I always thought about Kevin and what my life would be like if we had gotten together. So while I was at my friends house I thought I would give him a call. He answered! He remembered me! I was the girl who got away. I told him to come over to my friends house to hang out. He did, sparks flew. All the old feelings came rushing back to me. It was like we were never apart, even though it had been years since we last spoke. I told him about my life and how I was about to break up with Wesley, he told me about his life and how he broke up with his girlfriend of 4 years 8 months ago. We were on the same page. I broke up with Wesley the next day, moved out the following day to my kind hearted sister's house, and Kevin and I went on our very first date to the beach that weekend. Yes, I moved fast, but I'm not the kind of girl to miss out on something that could be special, just because I just broke it off with a cruel and evil man. Yes, my heart was on the mend, and I really feel like Kevin helped save me, along with my family who supported me and all my friends.

Here we are now, back to the present. Kevin and I have been together now for 2 years. We have been engaged to be married for almost a year, and we are about to have our first child. I love him now like I loved him back then. In fact, it only grows with each passing day. That is our story. I'm sure Kevin has his side, but he will have to tell you that one. Isn't looking back great? Remembering all those happy times? I know I loved it.