I always knew I wanted to get married and have kids. I spent my teenage years trying desperately to mold one relationship after the other into a situation where marriage would work.
When I finally found my DH, I stopped caring about marriage plans - we trusted each other enough to feel comfortable that the other one wasn't going anywhere. We eventually got married in a court so I could get him on my health insurance (there's an honest reason for ya!), and we did it after I had worked all night and was still wearing my scrubs.
Then we had a medieval hand-fasting wedding, because it was fun and seemed a lot more sincere to us than most church weddings we had been to. I told my DH, if some priest tries to tell me on my wedding day that "It is the husband's job to love the wife, and the wife's job to obey the husband," I will kick him in the teeth.
After we had the big medieval wedding I changed my last name, so our future kids won't be confused, and now we are working on our first one. This year will make 10 years together, and although it seemed a little backwards to some of our family, it was right for us!
