Having the man you love ask you to marry him is something us women think about and dream about for years.
Mathew proposed to me on Monday 16th Sept 2013. My birthday.
He took me (and Cooper of course) out to Muriwai. A beach that has been our place to go on special occasions; our first valentines day when I was pregnant with Cooper and our second Valentines day and pregnant with Hunter etc.
We had fish n chips and bubbles and while walking down to the water Mathew stopped, got down on one knee and asked me to marry him. I was shocked. Didn't expect it. I was silent with tears rolling down my cheeks.
Of course I said yes but the emotions were not what I expected. I've waited and waited for this and thought I'd just jump up and down with mega excitement. Instead I felt an immense wave of emotion, flash backs of all the wonderful moments shared. All the times I've thought 'that's why I love him' and all the times he's made me feel like I'm the only girl in his world. Of our awesome little boy running around the sand. Of Hunter, bringing the sunshine.
I appreciate Mathew so much and am excited to be his wife. To have the same name as our children.
I know Hunter will be there with us on our special day as he is with us everyday. I only wish it wasn't just in spirit.
Today was four months. Feels like yesterday and a lifetime ago. How did we make it this far?
I love you Hunter. I love you Cooper. I love you Mathew.
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