So this thing called married life.

 

 

So some things have changed since the last time I wrote.

 

Chris and I did move in together but with a catch and a little surprise along the way. We went on vacation and I knew that I wasn't feeling right. There was just something wrong but I couldn't put my finger on it and then it hit me, I was late and not in a good way. So one pee test later I was having a baby. Chris took the news as well as any 26 year old bachelor would take it. He popped the question.

 

So in one vacation, I was engaged and having a baby..... awesome. Don't get me wrong I was happy about the whole thing it's just, damn, all at once.

 

We find an awesome apartment and move in. Chris soon becomes a single man of no children to a engaged man with two little boys and a baby on the way. He adjusted, not as fast as he would like but he did a great job. I don't know many men that would have the patience of seeing their fiancé throw up everything, get up at seven in the morning to take kids to school, and then deal with unpacking all on their own.

 

We started to plan for the wedding and thank goodness for our moms taking over. After I was put on bed rest for a week and the loss of my grandfather in the same week, I couldn't do much.

 

The moment I found out that my grandfather had passed away this huge wave of guilt came over me. I know that I couldn't go see him because I was put on bed rest but I still feel like I should have been there. Nothing hit as hard as seeing the Hurst pull up on the windy day at the cemetery. I sat in the car, with Chris by my side thinking that I am going to be find but as that long black car came next to me everything hit. I knew what I was doing that I was saying good bye. 

 

I have never seen my grandmother cry but to see her that way made me understand why I was getting married. It was for that reason of an unspoken love that could not die in the ground, it for the fact that no matter what happens Chris will not leave my side.

 

So the day came for me to marry Chris. We had everything taken care of. Cake, dress, shoes, and our star trek communicator badges. I was getting nervous but mostly because I didn't want to look like a house on my wedding day and I didn't want to collapse in the middle of everything. My nail were done and annoying me, pedicure was awesome, hair was amazing, and then it hit me I was getting married.

 

It was all a blur really I got married, danced with my dad, danced with my husband, and my family was complete. I had everything that I have ever wanted. I was married to this great guy that loves me for me, my boys had a stable family life, I was having a little baby girl, and even now I don't even want to ask for anything else.

 

Well maybe one little thing, Can sex not hurt so much now? I want to be that newly wed that can have wild making love session but it hurts too much.

 

Maria La Moina Obeso-Tucker