Lets do a quick whirl wind break down of some of the major events in those 14 years.
Saturday October 27th 2001 : Guests got lost because only a very few people back then had a bloody GPS devise of any description and my husband's directions printed on the invitations had one major highway off ramp incorrectly named, the next off ramp was Daveton so quite a major error.
I was also late not because I wanted to be or needed to be but because someone said it is unlucky to be early or on time for your wedding and another person said that it was good luck if it rained on your wedding and we had that in vast supply it stopped raining for the lady formally known as Miss Jones to enter the church and the now Mrs Patience to leave the church and that was about it on the clear skies front.
We had planned for a slightly earlier wedding because another person said we still needed good light for our photos ha ha due to the rainy weather it was pitch dark for the photos.
Quite frankly I did not give a Sh*#! as I was getting married and not even the slightest think could spoil that day, also my soon to be husband had stocked the limo with some very nice champagne and my Dad and I had to open it to calm the nerves. I don't recall being nervous at all must of been my Dad that was nervous after all it was his youngest daughter getting married.
The priest also forgot the wedding register at home and sent his wife about 17 kilometers back to fetch it. So good thing I was late.
All that happened 14 years ago.
Lets skip forward a bit to December of 2002 I had thought it would take a while to fall pregnant so we would start trying for a child. I think the night we decided that I fell pregnant. Oops, I am a Diabetic with no Endocrinologist as we did not like the local quake the CDE had appointed us. Also we had no Gynecologist. In all fairness I had been a few months earlier to a Gynae that on hearing that I was a Diabetic had told me he was not taking on anymore confinements, anyway who wants to see a Gynae that in these days still calls a pregnancy a confinement. Now is the time to panic for me yes,not for my husband he says the only way to solve this is to phone the woman that knows what is going on. (No silly not my Mother in Law) He phones our nearest hospital and asks to speak to the Matron of the Maternity ward. He tells her "My wife is a Diabetic and she is pregnant who is the best Gynae you know." He was told by her that the only one to see was Dr J as he was the best and she thought that he lived in a caravan in the parking lot as he was always so quick to arrive in emergencies.This Gynae then gave us the name of a physician who helped with the Diabetes side of things. It was a long 9 months well he was 3 weeks early and next year he will be a teenager where does time go.
14 years even in abbreviated version does not fit easily into a quick blog post.
So now we need to get into the eye of the storm and go a bit faster.
3 years later I went through this pregnancy thing again. It was slightly easier and as always my husband was right by my side, never missed a gynae appointment, never missed a endo. appointment. Got right into a strict low GI diet and never complained.
All I can say is that it has not always been easy but you know what there are more good times and even grand times and these are easier to remember than the crap.
Thank you Glenn for all the support,love and perseverance you put into our marriage.
Glenn always says the piece of paper we signed on the 27 October 2001 doesn't give us an excuse to stop working hard at our relationship.
And being in love makes it a hell of a lot easier too.
Thank you Glenn for putting up with this Diabadass for 14 years. You deserve a medal.
Cheers for now,
Kim
