Backing up a bit

I haven't given a proper introduction post. In the "about me" section of my blog I mention I am a married SAHM (stay at home mom) for those unfamiliar with abbreviations. I'm soon to be 42 years old and married to Tommy my high school sweetheart. Yes we did meet in high school. Actually Tommy was sitting on the stoop/stairs/entrance of this little corner store. My best friend and I went to this corner store so she could meet up with her boyfriend. The boyfriend and Tommy played in a band together. Tommy was the drummer. Best friend and the boyfriend were talking and I noticed Tommy burning off his shoelaces from his sneakers. They were all tied together in knots and he wanted to change them but couldn't get them off because of all the knots. I asked him, "Do you always burn off your shoelaces?". I remember Tommy looking up at me and our eyes met. Oh my gosh he had the nicest eyes. Green. I don't remember what he said exactly in reply I couldn't get past his eyes. We were 15 years old. Turns out Tommy was starting the same high school I was already attending. We became fast friends and of course that turned into one of those, "Yes I do LIKE him but what if it doesn't work out?? Then we won't even be friends anymore!!". By age 17 we were an official couple and went through the rediculous teenage angst drama. Breakups, tears, making up, more dramatic fights and arguments, etc... I mean what teenage life would be complete without it? I am thankful we came out the other side together. While I was in nursing school Tommy proposed. At Rockerfellar Center in front of "The Tree”. We planned to marry after I finished college and we did just that. We were 25 years old, educated, employed well, owned new vehicles and had a lovely 2 bedroom apartment in a nice neighborhood. One of Tommy's best friends, Steve lived in apartment upstairs. It was an incredible time in our lives. The week before our wedding I found out I was pregnant. We told only my sister and Tommy's oldest brother. I didn't want anyone to know and be looking at me all odd or be asked, " Are you ok??" a bazillion times at my wedding that I had planned for 2 years. We were newlyweds in November 1995, by July 1996 we were parents.