Steve & I met at work in 2007. He came in to apply for a job as a Life Skills Trainer at a company where we helped individuals who had acquired brain injuries. I had just become supervisor and was still going through training. Myself and the other supervisor talked about how cute he was before going into the interview. Big no no at most places, but we didn’t really care. He was cute and we wanted to make it a point to let one another know. The other supervisors name was Melissa. She and I supervised at different campuses on each side of town. We fought (not literally) about where he was going to work. I won! And, boy am I glad I did. If someone had of asked me if I ever thought he and I would end up together I would have thought they were crazy. At the time we had seemed to come into one another's life at the wrong time. It’s strange how life works. We both seemed to be going through some tough things in our lives at the same time. It was nice to have someone around who actually understood what I was going through. We ended up being each others support system and became the best of friends.
We ended up going from best friends to an actual relationship in September 2008. What more could a girl ask for than having her best friend become her partner? I think a great relationship should start with friendship first. Some people may disagree with that. We’ve had a great relationship from the start. We can crack jokes and play pranks on one another without someone getting mad. We both have the same sense of humor which makes things even better.
I was told way before I had ever met Steve that I could never have kids of my own. My doctor had told me I had the worst case of Polycystic Ovary Syndrome she’d ever seen. She said it was impossible for me to produce eggs. Before Steve and I made our relationship official I told him all of this. I wanted him to make a decision himself weather he wanted to be with someone who could have kids or not. He didn’t seem to mind. After being together for a while we discussed maybe the potential of us adopting in the future. It was an option but like I said it would have been in the future. Little did we know just a few short months from that conversation we would learn we were expecting. It was unbelievable. Even though we were shocked and legitimately worried we were excited at the same time. Being pregnant made me even more humble than I already was. There was a life growing inside of me, something I thought was impossible. I quit smoking and did everything I could to make sure I stayed healthy for my baby. I was already considered high risk due to the PCOS so I didn’t want to take any chances with doing anything not recommended by my doctor. I went through most of my pregnancy problem free. Although the last month I developed Preeclampsia, it was pretty well controlled. My actual due date was February 28th. I ended up going to the hospital on March 1st with contractions six minutes apart. They were going to send me home and tell me to come back when they were closer together. Ha, I wasn’t having that. I told them I was not comfortable with that. Steve told them he didn’t want to deliver his baby in the car on the way back home. Lol. So, they decided to induce. I had my precious baby boy on March 2nd at 12:35 A.M. I couldn’t believe I was holding my precious baby in my arms, the baby I carried for 9 months. It was an overwhelming experience. The happiness I felt at that moment can never be duplicated.
Today Jace is two months, 17 days old. He is a happy, healthy baby. He makes my world go round. I could not imagine my life without him or Steve. They have truly made my life complete. Steve is a wonderful father and Jace a wonderful, precious baby. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Jace & I right after he was born.