Robert and I have officially been married 4 years as of January 28th and it has been a whirlwind for sure. We haven’t always had the strongest marriage and there have been time where I have wanted to throw in the towel. I hate admitting that but, it’s the truth. Things get hard and I wanna run. I spent so long wanting someone to want me that I promised myself I would never go through that again. Robert has stuck by me through all the times that my depression and anxiety has taken over. He’s been there holding my hand through both of our babies births and more importantly, he let me fulfill my dream of being a stay at home mom. I can’t even begin to show my appreciation for him.
Lets start with how we met. Robert and I attended the same church where I worked also in the daycare. He was mainly a volunteer for everything there and was always in and out of the building on any given afternoon. He would always pop in and ask if we were all okay (mainly only my side of the building) and then say “hey miss Kimmy” and then leave. My best friend teased me all the time about it and I would just laugh and tell her absolutely not. I totally meant it too. I had no interest in him or even getting into a relationship with anyone because I had just finally let go of Adylee’s father and that whole toxic situation. I was working on me and my relationship with God. I eventually got a random message from him on Facebook one day asking me to go out on a date. I froze and threw my phone at my best friend and told her I had no idea what to say so she told me what to say. I totally BS’d my way through half of it and did tell him I was working on myself and my relationship with Jesus. Not a total lie because I really was. He replied nicely but still would pop in to say hello. I also had a bunch of people at church tell me frequently I needed to give him a chance. I would just laugh and say yeah no.
Finally, I began sort of seeing someone who was also a parent at my job. It went on for about 6 months until he cut it off. That day, I was insanely hurt and cried most of the day at work. My best friend told me to message Robert aka Coach (that’s what they call him at our church) and just see what he was doing. She said maybe a date out with someone else would help. I messaged him and he instantly responded, only to find out that it was his birthday and he planned on working all night. I told him “no fun” and then he asked if I wanted to do something. I replied with yes and that night we went out to dinner. Our first date anniversary will forever be remembered because it was his birthday.
The whole dinner was a little awkward as we ran into quite a few people from church but ultimately we got to know each other. We hugged goodbye and spent the rest of the week texting non-stop. By that weekend, we were official (on the 16th of June) and the next week made our first outing as an official couple. Couple weeks after that, he went to California for 2 weeks and the day he came home, we knew we were going to be together forever. Not too long after that, I found out I was pregnant with Giovanni.
Telling our family, friends and the church was not an easy task and we were met with quite a few hateful comments. I didn’t take them well and spent a lot of time stressed out and having anxiety attacks. Many of the comments were directed at the fact that I did not learn the first time (meaning Adylee) and here I was with two baby daddies. Couple months later, Robert proposed and we decided to get married before Giovanni would be born. We spent two months exactly, planning our wedding.
On our wedding day, I was 6 months pregnant with Giovanni. It was definitely something I never imagined would have happened but it did and I wouldn’t change it for anything.
That’s the extremely short version of our love story. Our story is a total God thing because he closed one door only to open another in my husband. He has been an amazing father to our babies but even more, he became a father to Adylee. He knew going into our relationship that she was my number one and he stepped in and up. He walked into an instant family and never once did he blink twice. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else.