I met my dh back in 2007, i was freshly out of high school and had my first job. Dh and I started as roommates because I moved out of my parents house. His kids wanted us to hook up so we did, the oldest got jealous and wanted to sleep in the bed and be all lovey dovey on him. I told her, "that right there isn't going to happen." She got mad and hit me so i kicked her to the ground and left. I went to work and he called asking me if I'm coming home. I told hom, "i don't think i can come back as there is conflict between me and your daughter. I will come get my stuff after i get off." Fast forward, a few months later i decided to talk to him and see where things go. We took it slow and i moved back in as a room mate. Got my own room and i did my thing and he did his.
In 2008, we dated and i got pregnant. I left him for four months and that's when i found out i was pregnant. I was debating on telling him or not. I was confused and didn't understand. I talked to my half sister and brother inlaw on what i should do. I told him and he begged me to come back. We got married.
On Feb. 8th 2009 we had a baby boy 8lbs 1oz and my life changed. Although i am married to dh my son was my everything.
In 2010 i found out i was pregnant again and i didn't nor dh didn't know what we would do. I am just like ehhh... We figured it out to keep the baby raise the baby like we are doing now. On Dec. 17th 2010 i had a baby girl 7lbs 5oz.
In 2011 my kids get taken and my world isn't the same. The house we use to live in was a dump but we didn't have no where and no money to move. I blame myself because i didn't protect them.
In 2012 we got them back and worked hard to keep them. We movdd to a safer place. We moved to a different city and started new.
In 2013 I got a job and I love it. Now our life is much easier.
Maybe that made sense, I left a few parts out because i know how mothers are and their bashing. So go ahead and ask questions or what not.