Tom

    Tom and I are planning a trip to Puerto Rico in June to celebrate out 20th anniversary. How is it possible that it's been twenty years? He's my solid ground, my rock. The man I met twenty-one years ago has seen me through it all. I mean really, can you imagine saying to your husband, "Hey hon, I'd like to have someone else's child. Oh, and here's the catch, you have to deal with my moods, my labor, my postpartum, breastfeeding, and hearing me talk about the whole experience for the rest of your life!" Quite literally he's the most amazing person I know.
   The father of my children, a husband that is romantic (a lot more than myself), a chef, and don't get mad a me girls but...he does the laundry. Sometimes I still feel like we're on our first date, and I want to totally take advantage of him. He makes me laugh, he makes me push myself. I had always wanted to be a nurse, and honestly without his encouragement I'm not sure I would have.

I can't wait to go to Puerto Rico!