Hey Mama, Rock Me.

This little adventure all started in middle school on swings and slides, throwing dirt at each other – and has now progressed into a slightly more mature version we call marriage.

We had a simple, but perfect outdoor ceremony in our hometown and became Mr. and Mrs. on August 22, 2009.
Rewind six years (2003), and this was also the day that we began "dating". I'm using quoties because we were 13 at the time, so “dating” just meant we were committing to only passing notes to each other – no note flirting with other people. Well over the years, note flirting became real flirting, real flirting became love, love became marriage, and you know where it goes from there, “…first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage…”
Well our little carriage arrived on February 1, 2012, and our hearts and lives are forever changed. 
I spend my days working from home as an artist (and full time Mama). Alex is in the Air Force, and helps keep his girls sane in his spare time.
He’s the kind of person that would be perfectly content to live near no one and nothing, and to spend his nights sitting by a fire, strumming his guitar, while I dream about living in a cozy apartment in New York City, going for morning runs in Central Park, and reading good books in my favorite chair.
Despite our differences, we’re crazy about each other more days than not. We’re perfect opposites that balance each other out beautifully. He keeps me grounded, and I keep him adventurous. I imagine in 60 years, he’ll still be nagging me to change the toilet paper roll when it’s empty, and I’ll still be yelling at him to stop that damn whistling.
A bit more about me, specifically: I was born in Phoenix, Arizona, and lived there until I was 8 years old, which is where a lot of my family still lives and where I'm assuming my love for big cities was born. In 1998, my mom remarried and moved my sister and I to Cullman, Alabama. My 16-year-old self would have told you that I absolutely hate the South, but the older I get and the further I move away, the more that I can bear to admit that there are some things that I did love about the South (like sweet tea, lightning bugs, and clear, starry night skies). Once upon a time, my dream was to move to New York City and make it as an artist, then I fell in love with a man that wanted to serve our country and decided to be with him every step of the way.

We have big dreams with big obstacles in front of them, but we keep on dreaming hoping we'll make it over them one day. I hope you're here celebrating with us when we do.