So, I thought it might be a good idea to talk a little bit about who I am and how my mind works (LOL). I'd like to start with breaking down the title of my blog, starting with the word "exploits."
According to Thesaurus.com, "exploit," when used as a noun, is defined as an "acheivement." Furthermore, synonyms for "exploit" include: "accomplishment, adventure, attainment, effort," and "feat." This works perfect for me, in my opinion. Have I found some miraculous cure for a disease; am I famous for some amazing work of art; is my name a household one? No, no, and absolutely not. But the things I have accomplished so far are big to me.
I feel that I have always been independent and goal-driven. I have always worked, since I was 14 years old, looking forward to buying that first car (and the second, third, fourth, and so on). When I graduated high school, it was on to college; I graduated in 2004 with my Bachelor's degree in social work. Even when my parents thought that college graduation was not in my future (after I took a semester off at the end of my sophomore year), I returned to continue and complete my education. I also came out during this time.
I've always wanted to find someone to spend my life with, have a family; much like a lot of people, I suppose. And when I met Amy in 2004, it felt like I had come home, like this was something so right. We hit it off as friends almost immediately, and took our relationship to another level not too long after that. We had a commitment ceremony in June 2006, surrounded by supportive family and friends (my parents not included, unfortunately).
Amy and I bought a house together, another huge accomplishment, and then moved on to what I feel is my biggest accomplishment yet: our son. (Please understand that our son is of course a huge accomplishment to Amy as well, but I cannot call it her biggest accomplishment, as she already has two beautiful children in addition to our son.) The journey to conceive our son was indeed a roller coaster of emotion, but even when I felt sadness or despair when an attempt was not successful, I always felt deep down that eventually we would be successful. And we were . . .
When I watch Cullen, 14 months old and toddling around, his little hands in fists like a miniature boxer and giggling at the silliest little things, I still can't always convince myself he's really here! He is, to me, the most beautiful little boy, his light blond hair getting thicker everyday and his piercing blue eyes providing me with a gorgeous work of art to stare at endlessly. He looks just like his Momma (Amy), even though Mommy (me) was the one to carry him. He was meant for me and I for him. He is, without a doubt, my biggest accomplishment, my most wonderful adventure.
Our next big feat is, without a doubt, creating a sibling for Cullen, something Amy and I are looking forward to immensely (stay tuned!).
So, here I am, reflecting on my partner and our family, knowing that no exploit, no acheivement, no feat, is out of our reach. Together we can do anything.
According to Thesaurus.com, "exploit," when used as a noun, is defined as an "acheivement." Furthermore, synonyms for "exploit" include: "accomplishment, adventure, attainment, effort," and "feat." This works perfect for me, in my opinion. Have I found some miraculous cure for a disease; am I famous for some amazing work of art; is my name a household one? No, no, and absolutely not. But the things I have accomplished so far are big to me.
I feel that I have always been independent and goal-driven. I have always worked, since I was 14 years old, looking forward to buying that first car (and the second, third, fourth, and so on). When I graduated high school, it was on to college; I graduated in 2004 with my Bachelor's degree in social work. Even when my parents thought that college graduation was not in my future (after I took a semester off at the end of my sophomore year), I returned to continue and complete my education. I also came out during this time.
I've always wanted to find someone to spend my life with, have a family; much like a lot of people, I suppose. And when I met Amy in 2004, it felt like I had come home, like this was something so right. We hit it off as friends almost immediately, and took our relationship to another level not too long after that. We had a commitment ceremony in June 2006, surrounded by supportive family and friends (my parents not included, unfortunately).
Amy and I bought a house together, another huge accomplishment, and then moved on to what I feel is my biggest accomplishment yet: our son. (Please understand that our son is of course a huge accomplishment to Amy as well, but I cannot call it her biggest accomplishment, as she already has two beautiful children in addition to our son.) The journey to conceive our son was indeed a roller coaster of emotion, but even when I felt sadness or despair when an attempt was not successful, I always felt deep down that eventually we would be successful. And we were . . .
When I watch Cullen, 14 months old and toddling around, his little hands in fists like a miniature boxer and giggling at the silliest little things, I still can't always convince myself he's really here! He is, to me, the most beautiful little boy, his light blond hair getting thicker everyday and his piercing blue eyes providing me with a gorgeous work of art to stare at endlessly. He looks just like his Momma (Amy), even though Mommy (me) was the one to carry him. He was meant for me and I for him. He is, without a doubt, my biggest accomplishment, my most wonderful adventure.
Our next big feat is, without a doubt, creating a sibling for Cullen, something Amy and I are looking forward to immensely (stay tuned!).
So, here I am, reflecting on my partner and our family, knowing that no exploit, no acheivement, no feat, is out of our reach. Together we can do anything.
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