Hello everyone!
My name is Becca Digirolamo and I am a new blogger! My friend, Hana, got me on to the idea of blogging and so I thought I'd give it a try. Here goes:
BACKGROUND INFO
My husband, Steve, and I met at college through a mutual friend and I knew right away that he was "the one". It's really quite silly of me to use the the saying, but I think it was LUST at first sight that first drew us together. I knew that he was the guy for me about 2 weeks into our relationship and I seriously feel like an idiot when I say that I felt like we should've gotten married right then and there. Luckily, we waited 3 1/2 years (until I graduated) before we got married. It was so sweet how he asked me to marry him: we were at Jesse Hall (at Mizzou), the day he was commissioned into the Marines as a 2nd LT. I had a feeling that he would ask me to marry him before he left for TBS (The Basic School for all you non-marines out there lol) when our families would be vacationing together in FL. I had it all planned out in my head- a walk on the beach at sunset where he would get down on one knee and ask me---- but the REAL proposal was even better. As I was saying, so he was getting commissioned and we were all crying (as in about 50 of his closest friends, family and then random on-lookers) bc it was really a wonderful and heart-felt speech. There were pictures taken after and finally he asked me to come up and take a picture with some of his other Marine friends. I was giddy and talking to people (my dad recorded it lol- typical) when all of a sudden he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife! It took a second for me to register it and (looking back at the video) I answered Yes, Thank you! about 20 seconds later. It was beautiful and so unlike Steve, that (had I not been there) I would've never believed him capable of something that romatic!
So, 1 year later (May 23, 2009) we were married. It was a major drama-fest getting there, but it was so worth it! That night we conceived our son, Jackson, born on Valentine's Day 2010. It was a major shock to me that we were able to conceive a child that early (I had only been off birth control for 2 weeks and my dr thought it might be difficult for us to conceive a child) and I even cried when I told Steve. I told him through a phone call (bc he was at artillary training in OK). He was just as shocked as I was and I even asked him what we were going to do about it. I feel like an idiot now, but at the time I was extremely upset. I envisioned myself to be an artist in CA or else a very successful graphic designer, but deinitely not a mom. I guess GOD knew me better than I did.
Well I moved out to San Diego to Camp Pendleton in Sept '09 when I was roughly 4 1/2 moths pregnant. We found out we were having a boy and I was a little disappointed- I wanted a girl (but that lasted all of 5 seconds). The joy of having a baby was soon over shadowed by the news that Steve would be deploying in JAN instead of MAY 2010. It was awful, but I expected it. I felt bad for him bc he was going to miss out on the birth of his 1st born child. I wasn't really worried for me- I'm strong, independent and very stubborn, so I really felt like I could handle it.
Steve left on JAN 13, 2010 and I cried the whole night before and then all day the next day (wednesday) and 3 days after that. I was really quite shocked bc I don't cry much (I blamed it on being pregnant). Jackson Andrew Digirolamo was born on Feb 14, 2010 thanks to the help of my wonderful mom and friends (Victoria and Sarah). God love them all... I was devastated that my son was going to be born on a commercial holiday bc it would mean that he would forever have to give some girl a present on HIS special day. But oh, well- he's a major flirt and so I can imagine him somehow weasling his way out of buying presents lol. I'm not going to lie- being a " single" parent is rough. It's a lot of sleepless nights AND days. It's only you and your child- and there's no one there to take him if you get overwhelmed or frustrated. There were many days when I felt like I couldn't do it. I would just break down and cry. Now, I look back on those days and pity myself- how could I ever belive I was capable of taking care of a newborn alone!?!? I read every baby book out there and really thought myself prepared for whatever this baby had to throw at me. It was a long 6 months, but 9with the help of friends and family) I got through it and feel much more confident in my abitilites. i used to get so angry at people who would post on FB that they miss their boyfriends or husbands after a couple of days- didn't they know what I was going through- didn't they realize that a business trip was not even close to a deployment!?!? I feel very much embarrassed at my behavior during those times- bc each person expects what they have grown accustomed to in their spouse and it was very unfair and selfish of me to think that my problems were any more important than Jane Doe's. I now know that i AM capable of being a "single" parent and that this deployment made me a better mother and wife.
Steve met Jackson when he was 6 moths old and they have been best buds ever since. Don't get me worng- Jackson is a MAJOR mama's boy and I LOVE it, but dad is always the "good guy".
Since Steve has been home- he's been thrusted into a parenting role that he had no practice or previous patience for. He's amazing with Jackson, but (like every parent) he does have his down falls. Being a Marine- he gets home late and often misses out on playtime. He gets home when it's time for lil man to go to bed and then Steve wants to play- which totally disrupts his sleep schedule lol. Steve's one of those dads who gets better with every day. We thought that we couldn't ever love anyone or anything as much as we loved each other - or our Mutt, Shep- but we were wrong. Jackson is what makes each day worth living!
That being said, I am a stay at home mom. It gets very monotonous, so I thought I'd become a hobbiest. i went to school for ART so I came up with MOOSEink (named after my son who's nickname is MOOSE). MOOSEink comprises of arts, crafts and photography. I'm not going to lie- I'm really good at everything art related which is why I chose to major in it in college. I think it stems from me being a perfectionist and not being satisfied until I feel it is perfect. My husband is obsessed with me doing something (other than raising our child lol) bc I sometimes "talk baby" to him with out realizing it hahahaha. maybe every mom is guilty of that. so I do MOOSEink.
This week I'm making a baby blanket for my cousin's daughter, AVA, due in May, drawing a picture for my friend, Jane, and doing graphics for my mom's gym, FLIP SIDE GYMNASTICS in St. Charles, MO. whew- that was a very long post and I hopefully won't be doing that again lol