First Blog.. Ever

I have always wanted to blog. Mainly because everyone always tells me that I should write a book about the events in my everyday life. (and events usually mean something that my adorable daughter did that day).
Since this is my first blog post I guess I should start from the beginning, and I don't mean from the day I was born, I am referring to the start of my life as a wife and Mom.
I met my husband Dave in June 2004, the 10th to be exact. About 5 minutes into our first date I had a pretty good idea that he would be the man that I would marry. ( It did however take a few years before I would actually admit that to him). We got engaged in August of 2005, and married September 23, 2006. We were your typical newlyweds. Loved to have parties with our friends, loved going out to dinner or to get drinks. On March 8th of 2006 our lives changed forever. I found out I was pregnant the day after Dave's birthday. I was in a state of panic and excitement all at the same time. (excitement to tell Dave and my friends, panic to tell my parents). I called Dave while he was at work and told him the news. He thought I was joking and told me that he was busy and didn't have time for the joke. When I got silent and then started crying, he knew that it wasn't a joke! I was so excited for him to come home and show him the 5 tests that I took. But I also knew that at some point I would have to tell my parents. Now you may be thinking, "why would you be afraid to tell your parents, you are an adult, you are married.."  Well, my Mom never takes news of any kind well. (When I told her Dave and I were moving in together before we were married, she locked herself in her bedroom and didn't come out for over a day). So I waited until after I went to the OBGYN to confirm everything and called..
My parents knew I had to go to the doctor, but they didn't know why. So when I called Mom asked me if everything was ok. I replied yes. She asked why I went to the doctor.. I started to sweat, there was no turning back, but I couldn't get the words out! I never responded to her question so she asked again, and again. Finally she blurted out- "Jessica are you pregnant"? I instantly started to cry and said yes. She was silent, I felt like I just disappointed my Mother. She handed the phone to my Dad and told me to tell him. I have never had a problem talking to my Dad about anything, so I told him right away and he was very happy and excited. I think once my Mom heard Dad's reaction she calmed down over the shock that her daughter, her only child, who was only married for four and a half months, was having a baby. (The next day she informed me that she told everyone I was pregnant, the uttered to me "that baby better be a girl because we do not have boys")!
9 months later on November 12, 2007 by beautiful baby girl Isabella Grace was born.
And that leads me to where I am today. A proud stay at home Mom and Wife and wouldn't change anything for the world.