Saturday June 29th: A Day Worthy of Celebration for 2 Distinctly Different Reasons

I'll just go ahead and get right to the main point from the get go, because I'm so darn excited about it.  This Saturday, June 29th, 2013, Brian and I finally reached the place where we had been in a relationship with each other longer than I had ever been in a relationship with anyone else.  See, I had this mega longterm boyfriend in college. We started dating the very beginning of our freshman year, Sept. 1, 2000.  Then 5 years, 3 months, and 2 weeks later we broke up. Of course lots of things happened in those 5+ years, but thats not the point of this post. And if you must know, it was I who broke up with him.

Brian and I went on our first date on March 14, 2008. We saw a movie in downtown Athens at the little artsy theater called Cine. He took me to see There Will Be Blood.

(Can you think of a worse first-date movie? I'd love to hear if you can.)

Just about the least date-like movie EVER. But to call it fair, I didn't even realize it was a date until he reached out and grabbed my hand during the movie (and my first thought was, "Man! He has balls!" haha) and he felt like he had some maturity and seriousness to prove to me since I was (and still am in fact) just under a month shy of being 5 years older than he is.  Ours was a quickly developing love, and neither of us discussed it at the time, but we later found out that we both knew we would marry one another by the end of the weekend after our first date. Lemme tell ya, after 5 years of dating someone before and never having that kind of a certain feeling, it was so thrilling to finally know.

Brian and I got engaged on August 5th, 2008, not quite 5 months after we started dating, and married on December 13th, 2008, one day shy of 9 months since our first date.

(Look at us hotties on our honeymoon on a boat in the Sydney Harbor!)

Now to be honest, I'm not much of a person for dates. I've had to go back and look up old calendars online a number of times to figure out what the exact day was for many of these dates in my personal history, but I remember doing this early on in my relationship with Brian because it seemed like it would take half of forever for us to get to the place where ours became the longest relationship of my life. And I had been looking forward to mid summer 2013 ever since!

In the span of this 5 years, 3 months, and two weeks of being with Brian we have: dated, got engaged, married, honeymooned in Australia, had two dogs, two kids, bought a house, traveled to Germany, London, the Dominican Republic, weathered two different bouts of extreme and longterm illness, and each had a couple of different jobs. A LOT has gone down in this time span! And I am so thankful. I could not have been paired with a more wonderful man for me than Brian Davis. Thank you Jesus for walking with me through to this very day and providing me with a husband beyond my wildest hopes and dreams and a father for our children who has exceeded every single expectation and wish!

Oh, and the other reason to celebrate on Saturday? Well, now that I've gone and typed all that out, I feel like it pales in comparison, but Saturday was also the day that Lorien finally FINALLY started to poop in the potty all by herself.

(We had no idea...)

Girly has been pee pee potty trained since February, but held out until Saturday when mama had finally had enough and busted out the suppositories to get her to go in the toilet instead of her pull-ups at night or nap time. And since Lorien is awesome, albeit a bit slow on the uptake with that one, she also started staying dry during her nap time, and we were able to ditch the pull-ups. Now she is only in pull-ups at night, and only going poop in the potty. I cannot tell you how much that thrills me, and how much I could not have ever related to that kind of thrilling before the past 4+ months of cleaning up poop for a theoretically potty trained child.

All that to say, can you guess which milestone actually ended up being celebrated on Saturday?! You guessed it.  Lorien's big girl poops in the potty celebration dinner and frozen yogurt extravaganza. Why you ask? Because you see, I forgot until today that our landmark milestone we've been looking forward to in our relationship for over 5 years had actually taken place on Saturday, and wasn't still a few days away.

Bummer.  I'll just have to blame it on the no-more-poo-poo-pants-euphoria and chalk it up to par for the course in this beautiful season of life with littles.

Happy More Years with the Hubs than Anyone Else to me! And Happy No More Poop Pants to me too!