Introduction!

Okay so I wasn't sure how much I should include in this intro. Maybe I should keep it short and sweet, because really no one wants to read a novel on my life. I think I'll stick with short and sweet and then you can read all about particular parts in my life that you are interested in and skip the ones you aren't. Sound alright? Good, I'm glad you agree.

My name is Kimberly, I am 21 years old and I live in rural Queensland, Australia. I moved here from Central Queensland when I was 13years old, or more like I was dragged here. I wasn't too keen on moving as I had grown up in the one spot, I was lucky. We lived on 2 acres on the edge of town and while I didnt think it was the most fabulous place to live, it was what I knew and moving meant change, I didn't like change (and still dont, funnily enough). However, my father always dreamt of being a farmer. When my parents broke the news that they were selling the house and we would be moving somewhere else, my brother and I were less than impressed. A few tantrums may have been thrown, turns out you can still chuck a pretty big tantrum when you're a 16 year old boy in love (yes I am talking about my brother, I can see a lot of you thinking I'd suddenly had a sex change and aged quite quickly, sorry to disappoint). Anyway, so my Great Aunt and Uncle had just recently moved to a (what was) small quiet town about 4 hours west of Brisbane, and my Father wanted to go visit and check out the real estate there after hearing wonderful things. "Don't worry, we won't be moving there." my mother reassured me, as it was 7 hours from where we were currently living and an extra 2 hours away from my grandparents (whom I adored and still do). Well wasn't my mother wrong! So we went on a little vacation to this small town and looked at some real estate while we were there. The real estate agent took us to quite a few different properties, but none suited what my parents were looking for. The house was too small, not enough land, overpriced etc. Then all of a sudden, the real estate agent remembers a place that just recently came on the market that was just 20km out of town, so he took us there and yep you guessed it, my parents fell in love with the place. Granted the house needed a lot of work, a dam and fences needed to be built but all in all it was a nice place on 600acres at a decent price, and more importantly, it was in my parents price range. They made an offer, contracts were signed and my parents hauled my brother and I to our new home on 10th January 2006, and luckily they did because little did I know that some 4 1/2 years down the track I would meet the love of my life and my future husband.

This is where Jamie comes in. I always knew who Jamie was, through people at school etc but had never met him, until September 2010. We met through mutual friends at a party and instantly hit it off. After a few Facebook messages were exchanged, he asked for my number. I told him that if he really wanted it, he would find it, which he did. We texted for a few weeks and agreed to meet up for a date for my 18th birthday, but unfortunately this fell through and I spent the night helping my brother (or watching and laughing histerically as he gagged) unclog our septic (ahh the joys of living on a farm!). So we rescheduled for the following Friday. We met up at our local RSL (at which I used to bar tend) and had drinks together with friends, it was a great first date (mind you it was the first "real date" I had ever been on so maybe it wasnt that amazing? I'm kidding darling it was amazing) and we started "going out" the next day. We dated for 2 and a half years, the latter year I spent nagging him to either propose or make me a mother. Finally on Valentines Day, Jamie got down on one knee at a restaurant and proposed, and yes I was totally shocked even though he told me during an argument a month before-hand that this was his plan, but I figured considering he'd told me, he wasn't going to go ahead with it, I was so wrong. We decided to have a short engagement (only just over 7months), as our best friends were getting married in August, and our other good friends, in October. We chose 21st September 2013 as our wedding date, 2 days before my 21st birthday, and I'm so glad we did, I could not handle the stress of waiting for my wedding day for a whole year like we had originally planned. Unfortunately, weddings bring out people's true colours, and not all of them are the colours of the rainbow. We had a few family members make things difficult for us, but that is a story for another day (maybe, if my hubby agrees for me to share that on the internet). All in all, we had a wonderful Wedding day (even if I did freeze halfway down the aisle and Jamie had to come and rescue me, proving that he really is my prince charming) and it was everything I had ever dreamed of (except for the freezing part, obviously). I was lucky enough to have my hero walk me down the aisle, my wonderful Dad (whom everyone says I am a mini me of) and my beautiful mother keeping me calm as well as my wonderful (and very understanding) bridesmaids. And my awesome brother as one of the groomsmen (who managed to shed a tear or two even if he claims to have no feelings, sorry bro, everyone saw it). I am also very blessed to have had all of my Grandparents there on the day, and in good health. Speaking of blessed, I can't forget Lee, our minister. He is AWESOME! We literally wouldn't be married without him, but he deserves his own write up so that will be coming soon.

Anyway, all of that leads us to here. We are currently trying to conceive our first baby! Wow that's really exciting you say? You have no idea. Keep an eye out for my next blog post and I will go into detail about my PCOS and where we are at with our TTC journey.

Until then,
Much Love & Rainbows,
Kimberly
Xoxo

See now that wasn't a novel..more of a short story (;