Sep 11, 2010

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I am a very happy and proud mommy of 2 boy, they are exactly 4 year and 2 days apart, my younger one being 2 months now.

Me and my fiance have known each other for 6 years and have been together for 5. We actually met on (yes, I'm so serious), Myspace. He was this sexy goofball with long spiral curly hair and bushy sideburns. He ended up being my best friend. And although we did have some rough times in the beginning, we have come out of them stronger (as corny and cliche a it sounds, we have). 

We are getting married in a WEEK (omg!) September 11th. I wish I would have found this site AGES ago...I would have  loved the help, and friendship.


The Proposal

I technically had TWO proposals from him :) . First, he stole me after work March 20th, 2009 and took me to a hotel to be pampered. He then just blurted out that we should get married. I agreed, and he took me to pick out a ring. Found the perfect one, but had to wait 4 days for my size.

I was a little disappointed that he didn't do it the way I imagined it, you know, the down on one knee thing ;0).  

After a week of wondering if he had picked up my ring yet, I asked him, and he just smiled and said nothing. He is a snot like that sometimes when he up to something lol, so I left it alone. Months later, on mothers day (We have a 4 year old, 3 at the time), my boys took me to my favorite place. County Bridge Park where the Kalamazoo river runs though, and there are three bridges. It is beautiful in May. They brought me my favorite food (steak and potatoes) and we had a picnic by the river. We then walked on the walking path through the bridges until we came to the tallest one overlooking the park. He stopped me midway and got on his knees and asked me, right there with my son by my side. I was in shock, but I yelled "Of course" and handed him my right hand. Later as we were walking we realized he put the ring on the wrong hand, and we had a good laugh :). 

I eventually found out he had called my dad to ask my hand in marriage (omg, talk about romantic), and the fact that our son was there for it made it even more perfect for me.  

Here is a picture I took of the bridge:

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