First comes love, then come baby, then comes the thought of marriage.

I was never one of those girls who played wedding dress up. I always dreamed of a big wedding yes, but never went into details with those thoughts. I knew the simple things like.

• I would marry for love
• I wanted an outside ceremony
• My sisters would be my Maid of honor(s)
• My reception would be a huge party
• I would have a choreographed 1st dance
• My best friends would be bridesmaids

and basically thats about all I knew. 

So as soon, as I had Brooklyn, we decided to hold off on a wedding. We did not want to get married just because we had a baby. We wanted to be in love with each other, we wanted to be responsible, we wanted to mature.

You think teen moms are bad, Imagine being pregnant at 20! You are almost 21, finally got freedom from your parents, so maturing before marriage was an absolute MUST.

Maybe it was all those late nights up feeding baby, or lonely nights without Jesus home, but I seemed to mature a lot quicker than Jesus. I started to become impatient... I wanted to marry him, and started to question what was taking him so long to ask me. You may be asking yourself ask you, why would he need to ask you? Well even though I had a baby before marriage and did things just a little backwards I wanted some things right. I wanted Jesus to ask my dad for my hand in marriage. I wanted Jesus to get down on one knee, and me to start sobbing uncontrollably before I could utter the words yes. I wanted a long engagement before wedding.These are the things I wanted and would get :))