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May 2014 Moms
Proposal stories.
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Re: Proposal stories.
DH and I now are on the directing team for a YMCA summer camp, but we were counselors before we were directors. Halfway through the week, we were running some rag ceremonies for other counselors. He asked if I could stay up there to talk to him after the ceremonies were complete. I was still totally clueless as to what was going on. After everyone else left, it was pretty much a blur and before I knew it, he was down on one knee with my ring!
He was so nervous all week because he had the ring in his backpack and didn't want to lose it and I was terrified the rest of the week that I would lose it at camp.
We spent a great nine days hiking in the Blue Mountains and were back in Sydney just before I headed back to Newcastle to get my skin test checked and then my vaccination. On my way back from Newcastle, my DH kept calling me to see where I was at, and about what time my train would get in because we were potentially going to go do tea at the conservatory. I finally had to tell him I didn't think I'd be back in time, and he said that was fine he'd come meet me at the station and we should go walk on the Sydney Harbor Bridge. I said sure that would be great. However when I called him to tell him we were almost there, he was having some stomach issues, so couldn't make it to the station. I said no problem, I'll just walk up to the hotel by myself. He kept insisting he would meet me half way and we should do the bridge, and I was like no it's fine, don't worry, we'll do it later when you feel better. He actually did meet me about a block or two from our hotel and again insisted on going to the bridge. I said we should do it later when it was dark and all the lights were on. Then his stomach would have time to settle, and I could rest a bit after a long day. He reluctantly agreed and we headed back to the hotel.
When we got to the room, he immediately headed to the bathroom, and I changed into some comfy clothes. I noticed that a bottle of champagne we had bought at a local winery earlier in the week wasn't sitting on the table anymore. I just thought to myself, "Oh, that was smart of him to put it in the fridge so it can be chilled, since we'll need to drink it before we fly out tomorrow." Are you thinking, "Wow this girl is clueless," yet? So he comes out of the bathroom and sits next to me on the bed and puts his arms around me and I just sort of sit there, because I'm exhausted. So he says, "Come on aren't you even going to pretend to like me?" And I replied jokingly. "Nope, just going to pretend to like you until you put a ring on my finger." And he said, "Really, only pretend until you get a ring." And I said "Yep, only pretend." And then he rolled over, grabbed something, and popped back up with a ring in his hands. I was totally shocked! And my reply was, "Is this for real?! Are you serious?!" And he says, "Yes it's for real, will you marry me?"
Of course I said yes. Later he got down on one knee and asked me again in the middle of the Sydney Harbor Bridge. And admitted that he was actually really glad that I set him up so he got to ask me in the room. He was really worried that we'd get up on the bridge and go to ask me and drop his grandma's ring into the harbor.
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In the summer between high school and college, DH and I used to stay up until dawn at his parents' house watching old movies and playing trivial pursuit and being total nerds. One night/morning as the sun was coming up and we were about to fall asleep, he said something like "If we're still together when we're out of college, we should get married." Then he fell asleep, unlike me and my sudden total wakefulness. Bastard!
After college we had a Serious Conversation about it and decided to be really truly engaged. Our fifth anniversary is three days before my due date.
He proposed 3.5 months after we started dating, a few weeks before Christmas. We'd been talking about marriage all along, but he'd told me, "I'm not getting you a ring for Christmas. Don't get your hopes up." So I didn't.
One Friday I called him after work to confirm our dinner plans that evening. He told me how he was having such a stressful day and he'd been running all over town all day long and hadn't gotten any work accomplished even though he'd left my apartment an hour early that morning.
When I got to dinner, I was surprised and elated to see that my brothers were joining us. We often invited them places, but they usually turned us down. DH kept saying he didn't feel great and he went to the restroom several times during dinner, which was unusual, but I didn't think anything of it.
At the end of dinner, he asked someone to take a picture of us. He walked around to my side of the table and got down on one knee. Clueless, I stood up and said, "What are you doing on the floor? We should stand up to take the picture. Get off the floor."
He made me sit down and started saying all the sweet things. This wasn't out of the ordinary, he's pretty romantic, but I tried to cut him off, feeling bad for the girl waiting to take our picture who had the camera aimed at us while he was going on and on. "You can do this later," I told him. "She's trying to take a picture. Look at the camera!"
He told me to stop talking. Then he pulled out a ring. My mouth fell open and I started crying. "Is this for real??" Even after all our lovey dovey talks about "when we get married..." I guess I know for sure that he really meant it until he have me the ring. (The girl taking the pictures was actually taking a video, but it didn't come out. Bah.)
So, long story long, his day was so stressful because he woke up and decided that he was going to propose that night. He drove to work, drove back to my parents' house to ask my dad, drove all over to several jewelry stores trying to find the perfect ring, then back to work to get his brother's approval, then back to where I live for dinner. At the time, we lived about 45 minutes away from each other, so that's a lot of time on the road back and forth!
My favorite part is that my brothers were both at my parents' house when he went to ask my dad permission. Not only did he have to look all three of them in the eye and ask, my brothers were secretly taking pictures of him the whole time he was sweating through it!
I'm so glad he thought to include my brothers at dinner that night for his proposal. It made it 100x more special.
We got married 3.5 months later, exactly 7 months after our first date.
Mommy to my sweet boy, JG, born May 15, 2014
Baby #2 due 4/26/16!
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