Well here I am at 26 years of age, married and with children.
I met my wife nearly 7 years ago (in the august we met 2001).
I met her when I was working at the local golf course (you might remember this mentioned in AN OPEN MIND part1 (at this time I was working 3 jobs) the way it worked is she and her friend had brought their children to the park for a day out and for something different for the children to do.
when they where nearly finished the round of golf her friend came over and said that her friend (my now wife) had taken an interest in me and could she have my number (by the way this story is eventful so please keep reding as it is not the happy love story that you think it is so far) Obviously I had been single for some time (AN OPEN MIND part2) so was nervous and all I could do was smile.
Her friend went back to finish the game of golf and they came to hand in there clubs whereby something was said and I answered back with sarcasm, the lady to be my wife took a swing at me with one of the clubs (out of humer) I stepped back, tripped over a bucket (that was holding the quiosk gate open) and finished off by falling into the nearby hedge (life's just a joke isn't it
) after I pulled myself together I clambered out of the bushes and offered them another game and they accepted.
during the second round I had to work in the quiosk (as at a certain time the cash had to be taken to a nearby office) and sure enough they returned when I was on my own (I had my numbers wrote down and ready so that they could go and I didn't endure anymore embarasment) they handed in their clubs etc and away they went.
I didn't think she would call since I gave them two numbers and told them my name was shadow, anyhow sure enough they did call from just outside the nearby cafe and things went from there.
After plenty of texts we started to phone each other at our home numbers and by the end of the week our first date was arranged.
On our first date I took my closest friend (who I knew when I used to go to church, one of the people I worked with) we met at a retail park pub and I did not speak that much, in fact my friend done the talking whilst I sat there quiet and drank.
We stayed there for a while then she offered to take us to near where she lived so we could meet one of her friend's (my friend and hers where single and this was so he could be occupied in conversation with her friend so that I would have to speak.
We went but the same happened, I sat there quiet and drank. As the night came to an end she had to go to pick up her son from the babysitters before she could take us home (at this point I did not drive) (just a little note though, she only had coke to drink) eventualy she took us to her house (I needed to rush to the bathroom) she let me enter her home whilst my mate and her child waited at the car just outside and she waited in the doorway, on the way down I new I had to do something (and because I had a bit to drink I felt a little more confident) I stopped in front of her and gazed into her eye's, I lent forward and kissed her (this kiss was so passionate I never wanted to let her out of my arms).
she dropped me and my friend at my friends flat, I asked her if I could keep her jacket (because it smelt of her perfume) she asked why, I replied "to ensure that I will see you again when you come to collect it from me (wich was also my other reason) she agreed.
After some time had passed the urge came to us to become intamate and we did. It was so special as I had not felt this feeling for so long. Not long later we discovered she was pregnent with my child and that is when things started to get tough.
My now wife had fallen pregnent to someone before and he said he wanted nothing to do with the baby when it came and he also denied to other's that it was his, understandably she was torn appart, she had to go through pregnency, labour and birth without the father of the child, all she had was her family but she had to move out as there was not the room in her parents house.
She had been living just her and her son for 6 years and it was an uphill struggle all the way, she was working part time to try and make ends meet, using loans etc to try and buy for him (as there was only her part time income) Christmas was expensive as he was a christmas day baby.
Worries of how things had been so far she didn't believe we had been together long enough to start a family as she feared I would not stick around (saying that it was only 2 month) I tried my hardest to convince her.
I gave up two of my jobs and moved in with her (I kept my full time job for financial security) I was trying to put in overtime to show her that I would be a provider for her and both of the children.
It was not enough because as she said "this is now, what about then" I could see her concern.
As much as it crushed me inside she had an abortion (I didn't agree with it but I had to respect where she was in her life at that time, she didn't want to be left on her own with two children).
In 2004 she fell pregnent again (the last time was in 2001 so now we have been together 3 years) I took up driving again as I felt this would be to my advantage (I failed twice before) and I passed, I even took on a nightime job to bring in some extra money for the child coming along. Together we bought the house we where residing in, Everything was going well.
As time moved closer to the due day I knew I had to change jobs to be closer to home, I found a job that works 4 on 12.5 hrs a day and 4 off (which is ideal for family time) I even finished my nightime job (as the times clashed) we started to get work done on the house.
Builders, plumbers, skimmers one by one where letting us down, with only a few days to go we where in the middle of getting the work done.
On the day we went to the hospital we where just getting the electrics started (I swear it was like a snowball when someone turns up late it slows everyone else down as the jobs have to be done in an order and that is why we where still getting the work done) when we were at the hospital they started doing tests, they could not find our son's heartbeat no matter how hard they tried.
we were taken to a room away from the delivery suite where delivery still had to be made.
Cameron was born still (his umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck three times) This felt worse than all the events in AN OPEN MIND part1+2 combined.
That night I held his hand all night (the staff had put us into a berievment room) one hand holding onto my fiancee and the other on to my sons tender hand, the child that I had waited so long for. I am having to stop writing about this now as I am crying i'm sorry.
I will write more (AN OPEN MIND part4) soon
If you got this far then thankyou for continuing to read
take care