After freaking out for a bit, Romeo finally saw sense to call us a taxi to take us to the hospital.
It was the worst car ride of my life. I was experiencing a level of pain I had never felt before. We eventually reached the hospital though, and just in time too.
It wasn't a particulary difficult labour, but it hurt so bloody much. It as completely worth it however, when I saw the little angel in my arms.
Little Gracie Hope was born on a beautiful, starry Saturday night, and weighed a healthy 6oz, 7lb.
One day Romeo insisted that we take a break, go to the beach or something. It was a beautiful day so I agreed. We left Gracie with a babysitter and made our way down there.
To prove that he was learning how to cook he made us some hotdogs on the grill. They did look pretty good!
And then Romeo, ever the romantic, started to serenade me! I was shocked in a good way. It was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done for me!
Once his little song was finished, he put his guitar away and got down on one knee!
"Oh my God, oh my God" were the thoughts in my head.
He brought out a blue velvet box and started a heartfelt speech. "Violet, ever since I met you, you have made me the happiest man on this planet. You really don't understand how much I love you. I would walk a thousand miles on broken glass for you, I would take a bullet for you. I want to grow old with you, and see our daughter grow up and have her own family. And that's why I'm here, like this, today. Violet Hope, will you marry me?"
My eyes welled up. Romeo was and always will be the man I wanted to be with.
"Yes, yes, a million times yes!" I replied.
Romeo smiled the biggest, most happiest smile ever. He placed the beautiful, shining ring on my finger. I leapt into his arms and hugged him and hugged him.
We met on this beach, and now we were engaged on this beach. How romantic <3
I don't think I got get any happier, I really don't.