The One Where We Decide Part 2

I felt I should split up the post because it was getting very long….so here is part 2!

Mr. Gator thought it would be wise to visit our future home and school as well as see the most famous firework show while we were there, which by the way is a very nerve racking in itself, but that’s for another post.

See the massive amount of people

On our trolly tour around the city

Let me start off by saying I like cold but I don’t like COLD. When we first got there during the dead heat of the summer, or at least it was everywhere else in the nation, I was worried when I reached for my sweater. Now it was not snowing or even close to freezing, but there was a very nice cool breeze with a temperature around mid to low 60s.

I was worried. Then I started thinking about how I would ever manage bringing baby gator up there when I won’t even be able to handle it. 

Here are my current concerns:

1) Will I freeze when I walk outside

2) Will baby gator be mad at me and Mr. Gator for bringing them out of the sweat as soon as you walk outside August in the swampland to the start wearing coats September in the yankee’s north

3) Will I be able to drive in the snow if we decide to bring a car

4) According to Mr. Gator a cajun accent sometimes slips out of me, will I develop a yankee accent on top of my already southern/now slightly cajun accent while I live there (gross)

The One Where We Decide Part 1

When I started this blog my sister and mom both had to help me come up with a name for it because I am not super creative. There were many other names in the running, but Megan’s Merry Go Round won in the end. My life with Mr. Gator has been nothing less than a merry go round ride.

When you step on a merry go round, you know you are in for (at least in my opinion) a fantastic ride. And that is just what we have been on. Sometimes with a quick decision you get to jump off and other times it’s going too fast to be able to see the best place to jump.  God has blessed Mr. Gator and me so incredibly much and I think he likes seeing our faces when we find out about a new opportunity. I am always amazed/shocked, which is funny because I should know by now that God always has our best interest at heart…

Anyways I digress. We have been on a constant ride trying to figure out the best decision regarding our future. It really has been a ride on a merry go round with regards to Mr. Gator attending school up north. We have been going round and round looking at the best “jump” options. After much praying and deliberation, Mr. Gator is going back to school!

 

The One Where Mr. Gator Meets His Niece

Mr. Gator was working when Mallie was born, so he was not able to make the journey with me. It was a quickly planned trip to go visit her this past weekend, which means we forgot many things, including my sisters (already late) birthday gift :/. But Mr. Gator could not wait any longer to get to see his first niece and get some baby holding practice in as well, so we made the trip work.

 

Lindsey and Mallie picked me up in downtown and we made our way to lunch and then the mall. Lindsey must have taken Mallie many places before this trip because she was a pro at getting everything out of the car (in a timely manner) and had everything that a baby could need packed (but at the same time no unnecessary things). I think it will take me months before I could get anywhere near the speed of Lindsey and Mallie in and out of the car.

 

We finally all met up at Lindsey's house, and Mr. Gator was able to meet his very first niece!

 

I don't know if it was a girl thing/pregnancy hormones/or just me, but when I saw Mr. Gator hold baby gator's cousin I was very happy. Not only because Mallie will be baby gator's cousin, but also because I knew Mr. Gator was going to be a great dad.

 

As you can see Mr. Gator and Mallie are best friends already!

The One Where It Begins

Our Merry Go Round story....

Two Aggies met.
Two Aggies dated.
Two Aggies got engaged.
Two Aggies got married.
One Aggie made the other Aggie move to swamp land, and because of that he will be called Mr. Gator.

I soon learned to love the swamp land, and I am not totally sure why. I came from the greatest state to the most made fun of state. There really are gators at gas stations, in middle of downtown, and of course in the water. Whether I grew to love this state because we had our first year of marriage here, I don't have allergies, or because everything is green and pretty, I/we will never know truly why.

One thing is for sure though, the swamp land is where we started our family.....and where we grew our family. Which leads me to my next funsie....

 

We have a baby gator on the way!!