A little while ago I wrote about the decisions Daniel and I had made regarding having a baby and expanding our little family. It’s a huge decision and one we haven’t made easily. We realise that our entire lives will change and we’re okay with that.
…for just one day. And I’m feeling all of the emotions, you guys!
(Also sorry to any of you who may have just freaked out a little. I couldn’t help myself. Heh.)
Daniel is leaving to go on a little trip tomorrow morning and we’ll be apart for the first time since we got married in November 2013.
In March of 2015, Daniel and I took a trip up to Durban and it was my first visit to the city.This post has been sitting in wait until now because I’m both easily distracted and lazy. Oops.
We flew up to Durban on a ridiculously early flight on the 19th of March, which also happens to be Daniel’s birthday! The reason for our visit was to go up and see Daniel’s dad and his girlfriend. Needless to say, being in different cities means that we don’t get to see them often. I was also extremely excited to see a new city that I’ve never laid eyes on before.
Before I begin this post, let me start by saying that this is really hard for me to share. I’m not even sure why, it just is, so be gentle and bear with my random thoughts and ramblings. Please and thank you.
Exactly two years ago today, my wonderful (now) husband proposed to me while we were surrounded by family and loved ones. And I had no idea it was coming.
I’ve described the day a few times – the crying, the planning, the surprise – it was the most special day and I appreciated all of it.
Daniel is a fairly quiet and (at times) shy human. Knowing it would be hard for him to say a long, eloquent speech, he and my sister planned something different and beautiful.