Hubby and Me Part One: We Meet, Fall in Love, and Marry

I have been thinking a lot about hubby's and my life together as we are nearing our 7th wedding anniversary this coming Sunday. I've been thinking about how we met and our early relationship, our lives together and our road to this baby girl who is about to arrive. So I thought I'd write a few posts about it. I think I was actually reluctant to admit I was pregnant on this blog until I got sick so I'm not sure I even ever told the story of this pregnancy's beginning...

But anyway, Part One is how we met. :)

During my college freshman orientation I met a girl named Melissa. We quickly became friends. We had an English class together the first quarter. Towards the end of that quarter we discussed the classes we had registered for and discovered we had a history class together. She told me that almost everyone on her dorm floor had signed up for this class so they could study together and that she'd invite me to the study sessions.

The first study session was just me, Melissa, and three other girls from her floor. Apparently once the rest of her floormates got their grades from the first test they decided to show up because the second study session had tons of people. And you guessed it, one of them was my husband. I was instantly attracted to him. He was so cute! I even remember returning to my own dorm and telling my roommate what a cute guy I had "met". In reality, it was less meeting and more just me saying hi to each of the other students. Oh, and also he smoked and I hated that so I just kinda thought "bummer". That was the end of it for awhile.

Early the next school year (sophomore year) it was Labor Day weekend and both of my roommates were out of town. Another friend invited me to a party and I went, which was a little out of character for me since I am a little shy in party situations and didn't have my roommates for moral support. But I went anyway. And hubby was there! We ended up standing next to each other and started talking. He remembered me as "Melissa's friend" so I reintroduced myself and we spent some time talking. I don't remember anything we said but I remember smiling a lot and the butterflies in my stomach!

After the party I thought about him a lot and started running into him on campus. Also, I started "arranging" ways to run into him. One morning I discovered that he parked in the parking lot right behind my on-campus apartment. We both had classes first thing in the morning so if I waited to leave for class until I saw him coming up the sidewalk we could walk together for a ways! Sure, you call me a stalker but he used to go back to the mail building even if he already had his mail if he saw me headed there. So HA, we were stalking each other. :)

After about a month of our mutual stalking, my roommate began dating one of his best friends. She hadn't known who this guy I liked was until she met him through her new boyfriend. OH CRAP I just knew she would tell him and I'd be mortified. She did tell her boyfriend about it and allegedly all he did was encourage hubby to ask me out after hubby expressed an interest.

And so he asked me out in October of 1999 and the rest, as they say, is history. I had gone on dates with several guys before this but nothing that lasted or was a real relationship. I think this made me a little more hesitant than him to really commit to a full-on long-term thing. I didn't want to marry the first guy I actually had a relationship with. But in the end I couldn't deny that he was just "the one", plain and simple. We ended up getting engaged towards the end of senior year and got married the following summer on June 27th, 2003. I couldn't be happier and I love him more now than ever before.

Enough mushy stuff. The funny part was that when Melissa found out that hubby had asked me out she actually warned me about him. She told me that he was great, but kinda known for dating a lot of girls but not sticking with one for more than a week or two. I thanked her for that but wasn't worried. Clearly, he just hadn't met the right girl yet! Despite the warning, Melissa is still one of our very good friends!

And, in case you were wondering, I made hubby quit smoking before we moved in together. I simply told him that we could get married but he couldn't live with me if he smoked. And it worked.

Next up, ummm, not sure. I'll have to think about what to write tomorrow!