Thirteen years ago I got divorced at the age of 26. Never would I have guessed eleven years later I’d bump into an old high school friend, STRICTLY platonic, and two years later we’d be married! We’ve been friends for twenty five years. CRAZY! I came with two kids, boy 15 and girl 13. He came with one, boy 5. This last October we welcomed another 15 yo boy into our family. AND in September we will be welcoming our little William Elliott into the family. Even crazier, my stepson from my previous marriage, who I haven’t spoken to in 13 years, came to our wedding yesterday. It was the BEST day ever!!!!

Edit... as if we couldn’t possibly add anything else into our first two years. His father passed away less than 48 hours after our wedding. 😢

HOLY SHIT I’M HIS WIFE!!!

Married 30 min and he’s already bugging me. Haha

I’m pregnant and hormonal, it’s been a long day, I’ll cut a bitch. Haha

My baby boy.

My newest boy.

He has something in his teeth.

He was so nervous to walk his momma.

I made my cake and my bouquet.

All he could talk about for DAYS was OUR wedding.

The girl child with my bestie!

Our first professional family pic!

I’ve never felt so loved.