Not Everyone Has the Same Heart You Do
My ex-husband and I divorced when our daughter was three. We met when we were young - he was 19, I was 23. He moved in after we'd been dating for three weeks, so that should tell you how intelligent I was back then. On our first anniversary, he proposed. It was actually a sweet proposal. ted by my best friend, of course. She helped him pick the ring, and he made me Build-A-Bear in a little tux with "Will you marry me?" recorded on his little bear paw. Of course, I said yes. We were engaged for quite a while, and when we found out that I was pregnant, we decided to put off getting married until after Alex was born. Alex wasn't planned. Neither of us had ever wanted kids, and we were both very career focused. We had good jobs, and pulled in six figures between us. All that changed when my beautiful baby was born. Nate, my husband, and I decided that it was best if I quit my job and stay home to raise the baby. At the time, even though we worked for the same company, ...