2 years ago on the 4th of July, Eric made the 90 minute drive to my (mom's) house in Rutland for the first time. It was 9pm - after Lyla was sure to be asleep - and the first time we had seen each other in 3 years. When he arrived, my mom hung out at home with my sleeping baby girl, while Eric and I walked up to the neighborhood play ground and sat on the swings; it was here that I gave him my "I'm not looking for a boyfriend" speech, along with a detailed dating plan of going on 100 dates with someone before I declared them my boyfriend, and dating several people before making this decision. I was determined that after the mess I had been through with Lyla's father, the next person I dated exclusively would be the person I would marry; good enough not only for me, but for my daughter too. Even though I knew I liked Eric right away, I convinced myself that all I was interested in was a friendship. That is, until later that night after spending hours talking and getting to know each other over beers and mikes hard lemonade. We kissed each other good-bye before he left, and that was it - 2 weeks later we were "exclusively dating" and he shot my plan to shit.
Fast forward 2 years, and not only are we married, but we have a beautiful baby girl. We spent the 4th this year reflecting on how crazy this all is, but most important, how happy we are. We've already overcome what is said to be 2 out of the 3 hardest things a couple will go through: planning a wedding and having a baby. Next on the list is buying a house, but I think that with our similar taste and ideas, we'll breeze through that obstacle, too.
Who would have thought that the cute guy I gave my number to in Providence 5 years ago would be the man I married and had children with. All I know is that I'm glad he drove to Rutland that 4th of July.
Craziness ;)
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