The Short Story of We Got Here

I met my husband Dustin in the Fall of 2008. We had a Spanish class in college together. I had already heard about this student who was amazing in Spanish, though none of what I heard was any good. One of my friends had even told me that he had made one girl cry in the previous semester! I was determined to show this student that his awesome Spanish skills did not intimidate me. I answered questions often in class, and spoke as much Spanish as I could when he was around so that he would know that I could speak Spanish just as well as he could (which was a lie then, like it is now). About 3 weeks into the class, he introduced himself to me after class was dismissed. I'll never forget his first words to me: "I'm Dustin." As badly as I wanted to say, "I already know who you are," I went with the more lady-like response: "Hi, I'm Heather." Although we interacted with one another through the rest of the semester, nothing ever came of it.

Until the next semester. I had spoken with Dustin periodically over the Christmas Break, and I knew that we had another Spanish class together in the Spring semester. While getting ready for the first day of class, I found myself becoming excited to see Dustin after 5 weeks. After getting dressed, I remember thinking, "I wonder if Dustin will like this outfit." That's when I realized that I wanted to be more than friends with Dustin, and I was determined to make it happen. It didn't take long for me to realize that Dustin liked me too. We sat next to eat other in class immediately, and I would hang out with him in his dorm room after class sometimes. We would play Super Nintendo, and he would always beat me at every game. By February, we were hanging out with each other nearly every day. One night, we decided to watch a movie at his dorm. Kung Fu Panda. I remember not liking the movie, but we cuddled more and more as the movie played. When the credits began rolling, Dustin and I locked eyes, and then lips. We wouldn't officially begin dating for another month, but I already knew that this relationship was going exactly where I wanted it to.

We were inseparable for the next 6 months. I day wouldn't pass when we did not see one another, and we spoke with each other on the phone nearly every minute that we were away from one another, even when we were both working. When I went to Costa Rica for 2 weeks, I missed Dustin so badly that I cried every day for the first 3 days. Eventually I got used to being without him, but I still managed to text or speak with him every day until I got back. On September 11, 2009, on our 6-month anniversary, Dustin proposed. Of course I said yes, and we began planning a wedding for January 2, 2010.

Our wedding was wonderful, and our honeymoon was even better! We went to Mexico (naturally) on a 5-day cruise and had a blast. Dustin spoke Spanish once we stepped onto Mexican soil, and I pretended not to know a thing, haha! After the honeymoon was over, it was back to school we went, with me graduating in May, and Dustin having an entire year left. After graduating, I started a Master's program to become a Spanish teacher, so that we would have a good income and good benefits while Dustin was still in school.

But anyway, on to the baby thing. Dustin and I actually began planning for a child very shortly after getting married. I knew that it would take me a while to get pregnant, and our lives were so busy that we wouldn't really have time to focus all of our energy on becoming pregnant, so we just went with the flow, and had the motto "If it happens, it happens."

You can read about what happens next in the following blog.