I’ve
been doing a lot of thinking. I’m a housewife, that’s all I do basically is
think… and cook, and clean. But with all joking aside, I’ve been thinking about
how lucky I am. I’m so lucky to have my husband. He has been my rock since day
one. I’ll be the first one to admit, when I found out that I was pregnant I wasn’t
the happiest person in the world. Definitely scared, worried, nervous. I took a
pregnancy test right after Tavin and I came back from visiting his family in Alaska.
I was so scared because we had such big dreams. Dreams of camping, fishing,
hunting… just doing what we love to do. But when that second little blue line
came up I cried. I took all three tests in a matter of 3 hours. All positive. When
he came home he found me crying on our bed in our room and he rushed to my
side. He thought that there was something physically wrong with me, but then he
looked over to our side table and saw the positive tests.
It was like moving in slow motion, I saw him look over, eyes
widen, then look back at me… I was just waiting for him to say something. But he
didn’t. I just started screaming in my head “say something, say something, say
something!!” All he did was smile… he was happy. He was excited. All I remember
is me saying “I’m so sorry. Our lives are over. I’m so sorry.” Tavin just simply
replied “I love you… This isn’t the end, it’s the beginning.”
The next couple of days afterwards he was just overjoyed. When
I asked him why, he just said that “I’m having a baby with the love of my life.
My soul mate. I can’t imagine anything better.” Without Tavin… I don’t know
where I would be. Throughout this whole rollercoaster ride, he’s been my rock.
He deals with my emotions better than anybody could. When I’m happy, sad,
excited… all in a matter of minutes, he just takes it all in stride and does
the best he can. He takes care of me, provides for our small family, and slowly
makes all my dream come true. I must be the luckiest person in the world to
have somebody like him.
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