This is a little late - our 20th anniversary was actually last month. I had planned to post, but finding and scanning a wedding photo took some time and other things came up, etc., etc., etc. And then I didn't want to stop at a wedding photo . . .
Here we are the day we got engaged. He had been divorced for about three years and had two adolescent children living with him. We didn't think we'd have children of our own because he'd taken steps to prevent that during his first marriage. But I didn't really think I was the maternal type, anyway.
Our wedding; I wore the dress my mother had worn at her wedding almost thirty years earlier:
Our miracle baby (after a reversal that the doctor wasn't
sure would work because the time gap between
the original operation and the reversal had been too long).
I discovered that I was the maternal type - I enjoyed motherhood
more than I ever dreamed I would!
A second miracle baby!
Surprise! A third miracle baby!
This was at the peak of Tim and J's cowboy phase.
This was at the peak of Tim and J's cowboy phase.
And a surprise fourth miracle baby!
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