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Ok, So, Jon asked me to marry him. Bought me a diamond ring and all that fancy stuff. Ok, so it seems a bit fast right? Well, it is quite fast. Jon has been my best friend for a little over a year, though. He has been there for me through the worst of times. When I cry, he cries with me. He has been patient with me. He has held my hand and helped me get through things that I wasn't strong enough to get through on my own. He takes care of us. He loves Noah and Thomas as his own. He loves me!!! And I love him.
Ya know, things about Chris. I filed for divorce in February of 2006. And I let Chris talk me into staying. After I lost the baby in April, I told Chris I was done. I woke him up screaming. And he said oh no, you're fine. I showed him what was going on, and he says, "That's what you get, you killed the baby." Then he made me wait for 20 minutes while he got dressed, and then we get out to the car, and I go to the passenger side, and he comes around and says, "Oh, no , If I have to go, I'm not driving. And he left the hospital and went back to the house to play video games. WILL came and got me from the hospital, bringing me clean clothes. He took care of me the following week. He got my meds filled, he made me food. And I started seeing Will. But again, Chris cried and told me how much he wanted his wife back, and I fell for it. On August 1st, we were staying at Chris's dads while we were fixing the trailer up. We got into a fight and Chris though me on the ground in front of his dad, Bryant and Noah. WHILE I was pregnant with Thomas. Later in August, after we moved into the trailer, Chris left me and moved in with his dad for a couple days. Leaving me pregnant, without transportation, and without food. Do you know why we never had any food?? Chris ALWAYS had his pops for work and his tv dinners he heated up at work. But I couldn't even eat his tv dinners because we didn't have a microwave. Chris didn't care if Noah and I had food. He would tell me feeding Noah in the evening was my problem, because he would be at work. Jon ordered us pizza quite a bit and made sure we ate.
The night before I left Indiana and moved to Texas. I woke up to Noah screaming. He was sleeping in bed between Chris and I. And Noah moves in his sleep. He propped his foot up on Chris. And Chris got frustrated, and started shaking Noah. I woke up and hit Chris upside the head with whatever I could get my hands on. I think it was a shoe, it was pretty dark. Anyhow, Chris and I got into a huge fight, and I started having contractions, and the hospital there said that there was nothing they could do about it. Jon was in Indiana the next night, while Chris was at work. He researched hospitals down here and found out that Scott and White has a level 5 neonatal unit. One of the only three in the country. So, I came down here with Jon. I had initially planned on going back to Indiana once I got past a certain point in pregnancy. But after being down here and being treated the way Jon treats me, I began to wonder how I could ever go back. No fighting. No 24 hour computer games. No porn or match websites. No hitting. Someone who cared as much about Noah doing well in school as I do. Someone who modified his ENTIRE life in order to take care of my kids and I.
And After Thomas was born, I opened my heart to Jon. And he isn't like any other man I have ever met. He has his flaws, but who doesn't. But none of his flaws include abuse. He works hard. He went out and got a second job to make sure we had everything we need and ensure that I can stay home and take care of Thomas. And he still comes home after a long day, and takes time to talk about our day, and rubs my back or my feet. Even though I should probably be rubbing his since he is the one who works outside the home.
So, am I moving fast?? Yes......... Is it to fast?? I don't think so
Ya know, things about Chris. I filed for divorce in February of 2006. And I let Chris talk me into staying. After I lost the baby in April, I told Chris I was done. I woke him up screaming. And he said oh no, you're fine. I showed him what was going on, and he says, "That's what you get, you killed the baby." Then he made me wait for 20 minutes while he got dressed, and then we get out to the car, and I go to the passenger side, and he comes around and says, "Oh, no , If I have to go, I'm not driving. And he left the hospital and went back to the house to play video games. WILL came and got me from the hospital, bringing me clean clothes. He took care of me the following week. He got my meds filled, he made me food. And I started seeing Will. But again, Chris cried and told me how much he wanted his wife back, and I fell for it. On August 1st, we were staying at Chris's dads while we were fixing the trailer up. We got into a fight and Chris though me on the ground in front of his dad, Bryant and Noah. WHILE I was pregnant with Thomas. Later in August, after we moved into the trailer, Chris left me and moved in with his dad for a couple days. Leaving me pregnant, without transportation, and without food. Do you know why we never had any food?? Chris ALWAYS had his pops for work and his tv dinners he heated up at work. But I couldn't even eat his tv dinners because we didn't have a microwave. Chris didn't care if Noah and I had food. He would tell me feeding Noah in the evening was my problem, because he would be at work. Jon ordered us pizza quite a bit and made sure we ate.
The night before I left Indiana and moved to Texas. I woke up to Noah screaming. He was sleeping in bed between Chris and I. And Noah moves in his sleep. He propped his foot up on Chris. And Chris got frustrated, and started shaking Noah. I woke up and hit Chris upside the head with whatever I could get my hands on. I think it was a shoe, it was pretty dark. Anyhow, Chris and I got into a huge fight, and I started having contractions, and the hospital there said that there was nothing they could do about it. Jon was in Indiana the next night, while Chris was at work. He researched hospitals down here and found out that Scott and White has a level 5 neonatal unit. One of the only three in the country. So, I came down here with Jon. I had initially planned on going back to Indiana once I got past a certain point in pregnancy. But after being down here and being treated the way Jon treats me, I began to wonder how I could ever go back. No fighting. No 24 hour computer games. No porn or match websites. No hitting. Someone who cared as much about Noah doing well in school as I do. Someone who modified his ENTIRE life in order to take care of my kids and I.
And After Thomas was born, I opened my heart to Jon. And he isn't like any other man I have ever met. He has his flaws, but who doesn't. But none of his flaws include abuse. He works hard. He went out and got a second job to make sure we had everything we need and ensure that I can stay home and take care of Thomas. And he still comes home after a long day, and takes time to talk about our day, and rubs my back or my feet. Even though I should probably be rubbing his since he is the one who works outside the home.
So, am I moving fast?? Yes......... Is it to fast?? I don't think so