Most importantly in my 20's I met my husband....Ok technically I met him when I was 19 in biology class, but we began dating after meeting all over again in psychology class. This is a picture from New Years Eve/Day 2000/2001
Let's all have a moment of silence for how skinny we both were.
We went on to both graduate from college together in 2002, I was 21.
A few weeks later Dave proposed, and I began a Masters program at VCU. I graduated the following year at age 22.
We were married in 2003 when I was 23 years old, we built a house, and began making a home.
We decieded to start a family, and had some trouble getting pregnant. We finally conceived and when I was 25 we had out first beautiful girl Laura when I was 25.
Apparently, all infertility issues are resolved because baby number two, Rachel, comes a year and two weeks after Laura. I was 26.
That picture cracks me up every time I see it. That was taken the first day I came home with Rachel. I laid them on the ground beside each other and thought, I should have just had twins.
We got into a good routine, and then as everyone already knows, wham- baby three is on it's way
I was 28 when Emily was born. This was an easier transistion, as Emily has just fit right in.
Though my latter 20 years have been extreamly busy, sometimes stressful,they have been the most rewarding. As I enter my 30's I am scared that these years are the make it or break it year in child rearing as I attempt to teach them right from wrong, sway them from the bad crowd, etc. Pray for us =)