1st time blogging

So, here I am, becoming a blogger. I kinda wanted to do it for a while but I was a bit scared everyone would've had access to my life. Then I see I can put my things private, only to be shown to people I would like them to see what is going on with me. So I thought, why not!

I used to write diaries when I was little, I love to read those now and laugh at myself. My life seemed so complicated back then, and now I read it and think to myself ( I wish things were that simple now)

I read how "difficult" things were for me back then, friendships, family, boys. But I also read how happy I was. I had soo much fun with my life as well.

I also remember I said I will never get married or have children, and now, yep you guessed it, Married!

The day I got married was the most amazing day of my life! I never imagined that my Dad would be able to walk me down the aisle and that my mom would be able to see one of her 4 kids getting married. I knew this also was her dream.

This wedding was not only for myself and my husband, but it was most definite for them. I danced with my father, and I felt I was dancing in the clouds, that is a moment I will cherish for the rest of my life. Then my mom danced with me a mother/daughter dance, and that was beyond what I would've dreamed off, that time I wasn't in the clouds, I felt I was already in heaven.











So now I am a wifey! And of course what is next? Hmm kids? Oh yes, cause this girl never wanted kids! I had constant allergies whenever a kid would be around me, somehow that allergy has been cured little by little..

Biological clock? maybe, but I definitely think the medicine that cured that allergy was Love, yes as cheesy as it sounds, Vic (my husband's love) made me want not only want a minnie him, but a legacy of our love. I felt, if I only have a son that would be just like him, a son that like him makes me the happiest woman alive. A son that will not only be a role model, it will be someone people will never forget just like his father, or a daughter, a strong independent woman, a daughter that can carry on and learn my values, values that have been passed along by my mother and father. Then, only then is when I thought it is damn worth it.


Time to grow up? Yes that's why my blog will be named Time to grow, time to grow as a person, friend, daughter, lover, wife...and hopefully soon a mother.