For my own safety and the key to a life without drama, I will not expose my name. However, one is allowed to know me as an open book.

I live in a small town in NC. I’m 24 and I married my high school sweetheart. Just kidding. I married the man that drunkenly stumbled into my life 3 years post horrible high school sweetheart breakup. I know what you’re thinking, I married a drunk. Oh no. Whatever shall I do. Truth is, both of us were drunk and he was supposed to be a one night stand. Here we are, almost a good 3 years later and he’s still the apple of my eye.

As of today, we’re at 2 years 6 months and a week of being together and a solid 2 months a week and 3 days of being married. Fresh start, I’d say. So far, married life has been great. I do contemplate choking my lovely husband out on a regular basis, but you other wives are lying if you haven’t thought the same.

Our biggest struggle right now in all honesty, is conceiving our first child. Let me tell you, it has really drained every ounce of my being. It’s definitely not easy and apparently there are tons of women with the same struggle as myself and they’re just as equally frustrated. I know what you’re probably thinking one of the following or maybe all of them…

• You’re still so young.
• You have plenty of time
• You just got married
• Enjoy the married life.

Well. I’m impatient and I want multiple children. Before my back gives out from dealing with all the other children in my life, I need my back for my own children. So pray or whatever you believe in, send some baby voodoo my way; whatever ticks your ticker.

-Me