Over a year went by without any major changes. We both worked and enjoyed our weekends together. Our lives were pretty routine, until on November 15th, at 8:20 am, our lives changed forever. I peed on a stick and two lines appeared. I was pregnant, and we were not planning on it. We were overjoyed; we were going to create a life. The pregnancy went well, there were no complications. On July 14th, 2010, my labor began. It lasted a few days and Tylor got fed up so he brought me in. I was 6 cm dilated and things progressed quickly once my water was broken. On July 17th, on his due date, at 12:51 am, after almost getting a c-section, Cameron was born. He was a healthy boy and we were head over heels in love with him.
As Cameron grew up from a calm baby to a hyper little toddler, we faced every challenge with as much positivity as possible. When he was not gaining weight, we got tests done, we changed his diet and we tried our best. When his speech was not corresponding to his age, we seeked help and started seeing a speech therapist.
In 2011, when Cameron was a little over a year old, we got baby fever. We always said we wanted more than one child, and so we started trying for another.
We figured since Cameron was a surprise and we know he was conceived quickly, we wouldn’t have any problems conceiving another baby. Boy, were we wrong.
When I was one day late, we were getting excited, but our hearts were broken month after month.
Then, in April, the 2nd line finally showed on the test. We were expecting again! We were hoping for this baby to be born that year. We started going out in 2004, we moved in together in 2006, we got married in 2008, we had our first child in 2010 so why not keep with paired years and have our second child in 2012.
In August, we found out we were going to have a baby girl! She wasn’t born in 2012 like we hoped, but that made her that much more special. She changed our lives, so why not change our pattern. Mackenzie was a beautiful little baby girl. Our transition from one child to two was easy. Cameron was not jealous, and if he was, he did not take it out on her. The first few months were a little hard with the lack of sleep, but the joy they brought us was worth every middle of the night feeding, every tantrum and every stinky diaper change.
On November 22nd of 2013, it marked the 9th year of our journey together. It’s clear that we’ve been through our ups and downs. We’ve lost friends and family throughout the years but gained so much more in knowing that the few that remain are real and worth keeping. We started out as individuals, we grew into a unit of four and we plan on growing stronger as the years will come and go. From when I was a little girl, I never wanted to grow old, but now, I want to. I want to see our love hit the 10, 20, 50 year marks, I want to see my babies grow into happy adults and then in turn see their children grow. And to think that my life long journey started with one lie.