Tim and I are celebrating our two year anniversary this week! Check out our wedding post here.
We’re keeping it pretty low key this year – we’ll be doing a trip a little later on – but we’re very excited to be celebrating two years since we tied the knot. Here we are back in 2009 all young and cutsie at the Glensheen Mansion in Duluth. Aww so young, so unaware of all things family-oriented.

We always laugh because when people ask us how we met, we aren’t really sure what to tell them. Recently, we’ve taken to making up stories about trips to Hawaii or the Amazon and meeting each other in exotic places. The truth is, Tim and I were bumping into each other years before we even considered dating to be a good idea. Eventually though, one day, the stars seemed to align because from then on, we just knew we were meant to be together. Sometimes I wish I had a story of the kind of love-at-first-sight that Nicholas Sparks writes about, but honestly, our getting to the altar was a much more casual process. If you ever ask me though, I’ll still tell you that we met while skydiving. Just giving you the heads up!

Like a lot of people, our plan was to get married, wait a year or two, and then start thinking about starting a family. We both knew that we wanted to be young parents, but we also wanted to be a little selfish and enjoy some time together, just the two of us. Obviously, God had other plans for our family.
In September, right around my birthday (I’m turning 26 this year!! Anybody else feel old??), a few months after we got engaged, we found out that I was pregnant. To say that we were shocked is the understatement of a lifetime. Tim was really excited from the get-go, me on the other hand (partially because of pregnancy hormones, and partially because having a child simply scared me to pieces), I wasn’t too sure about it. Actually, I spent most of the next week crying about how mad everyone was going to be, or how lame I was because I couldn’t stay awake past 7:30 pm. Seriously. And although I do blame most of that behaviour on hormone imbalance, the truth is that having a baby at 23 was not my big dream.
Luckily for me, once the week of being ridiculously emotional was over, I finally just got over it and decided that the only thing to do was let myself get excited about parenthood. Because who wouldn’t be excited to have the children of this:

No one. Be jealous ladies, be jealous! Despite all the fears of judgement or disapproval, I was going to have a baby!
The first person I told? My mom.
She was thrilled to be a grandma. After almost a week of feeling like everyone was going to turn against me, her support and excitement made me realize that having a baby was not the great catastrophe I was concerned it would be. She started talking about family vacations, Christmas’ with Santa Claus, and I knew that I could finally allow myself to be happy about it.
And although not everyone was immediately supportive like my mother, most people were and the positive reactions far outweighed the negative reactions, no matter where or who they came from.
On May 12th, 2010, we welcomed our little Bean into the world and became parents!

She’s taught us to laugh harder, love deeper, and live better. Becoming a parent is one of the most amazing, challenging, frustrating, humbling experiences for any human being. This little person has brought so much joy to Tim and my life, we can’t even imagine what our lives would be like without her (we would probably get more sleep but what’s sleep when you’ve got someone who will yell out, “I’ve got a poopy! A big, big poopy!” in the middle of prayer at church… that’s what I want to know).

Photo by J. Klein Photography
All the negativity, the hurt, the uncertainty just melted away. Sophie has been a wonderful gift in my life and has taught me things I never knew about myself. Tim and I have become a stronger team as we learn each others strengths and weaknesses in parenting. We’ve learned how we need to support each other better and work together to reach our goals more effectively because we have consciously made the decision to be good role models to our daughters.
Three months after Sophie was born, Tim and I finally tied the knot, seven months after we had originally planned to get married before we found out we were pregnant.

It was a beautiful ceremony! We had all our friends surrounding us, the food was delicious (always important) and it was everything we had hoped for. I still love looking back on the pictures and laughing about what we were doing and when (one of my bridesmaids almost got arrested on the way to the ceremony), thinking about all the people who came in from out-of-town (Tim’s parent’s friends from Spain were able to come) to support us and what it meant for us to finally be married. I was able to vow forever to my best friend and biggest advocate.
A couple of months later, we found out we were pregnant again (panic!) and almost fainted. We welcome little Charlotte in October, and what a ride it’s been!

After two years of marriage, three – almost four years of being together we’ve gone through family turmoil, job transitions, two children, the natural highs and lows of marriage and relationships, moving and all manner of daily trials and we’re happy to say that after two years, we’re reading for the next sixty. After that, who knows?

So raise glass babe!
Here’s to us, honey! Here’s to many more days together. Here’s to all the adventures we’ve had, and the many more we have yet to have! We’re only two years in, imagine what we’ll have to talk about when we’ve reached ten years! Twenty years!
Here’s to all the money we’ll spend on ketchup, to feed your ridiculous addiction.
Here’s to all the time I’ll spend on sewing projects that you’ll allow me to spread all over the kitchen table.
Here’s to the bottles of wine, the cans of beer and the occasional glass of whiskey we’ll share while trying to figure out how the heck we’re going to get through the next phase of teething, illness, no sleep and growth spurts.
Here’s to your level-headedness. Here’s to my playfulness.
Here’s to your inability to by anywhere on time. H ere’s to my inability to drive somewhere new without getting lost!
Here’s to us! Here’s to our love! Here’s to our future! Here’s two two years in, and still so very much in love with you!
