So as I’ve mentioned in The Story of Us: How We Began, I met Blake late December 2010 and started dating him in January 2011. Our relationship started out great and I was happy. A couple weeks in I heard a rumor about him. A girl was pregnant with his child… I brushed it off as there are ALWAYS rumors going around my town. But it turned out it wasn’t just a rumor. It was true. He was having a baby with some other girl I knew only by name.
A baby bomb dropped and I had no idea what the damage would be. Our relationship just began and now I had to decide whether he was worth staying for. I just turned 17 a month before and only a few weeks into this relationship. Most girls would’ve ended it, sparing themselves all that comes with dating a soon-to-be dad. Trust me I thought of it plenty during that time. It’s not something most people want to deal with, especially at my age. I saw something in Blake that made my decision clear. Looking back now I know it was love and it was the way he treated me. I decided I wouldn’t leave him just because he was having a child. That didn’t make him a bad person and it didn’t make him a bad boyfriend. Our relationship was just going to be tested in ways others normally wouldn’t.
I knew my decision had consequences. I knew I would experience emotions that normal 17 year old girls wouldn’t. I prepared myself as best as I could. All I could think during those months was that there was a reason I was with Blake. It was clear as day looking back. I always tell him that God put me in his path to help him through the hard times that were to come. Thats exactly what I did.
Fast forward to October 13, 2011. Brysen Alvin Broom was born. My boyfriend was officially a daddy to a baby boy. That day was filled with a lot of emotion. He sent me pictures and proudly told me about his new boy. I won’t get into that day too deeply just because it was so emotional and personal.
I can say that I was both overjoyed for him but also heartbroken for me. In short, I was jealous that this girl had brought him so much joy. I remember crying to my older sister about it and what she said really helped me. His baby brought him so much joy and it had nothing to do with her. That helped put things back into perspective. Not being the first to give him a child also hurt a lot. I thought I prepared myself well when it came to that fact. I had accepted I wouldn’t be the first but it still hurt a bit the day Brysen was born. I reminded myself that when it was our time it would be very special for us either way.
Even with all those crazy emotions, I loved that little baby the moment Blake showed me his picture. He was the spitting image of his daddy, how could I not love him. He was a little piece of Blake.
I didn’t get to meet Brysen until he was about 10 months old. For reasons I won’t bother sharing, I was just unable to meet him until that time. I loved him and watched him grow from pictures, stories, and videos Blake would show me. The day I finally got to hold him in my arms was one of the happiest days of my life. He was the cutest baby ever. He was playing on the floor with his dad and I walked in. I sat down next to him and he held his arms out to me. Blake and I were stunned. I picked him up, put him in my lap and he laid his head on me. I thought I loved him before but that day my heart burst with love.
He changed everything for us and our relationship. While it did take a lot of time and a lot of work, we finally became a little family. Blake, Brysen and I. We’ve had our ups and downs. I’ve taken a lot of hits as a stepmom and as a Blake’s girlfriend. It’s been hard. But the good days I’ve had in this little family are far more than the bad. Each obstacle has shaped me as a mom, and us as a family. They’ve made us the family we are today. And they helped my relationship with Brysen grow into what it is now.
The baby bomb turned out to be a blessing in our relationship. It brought us closer together as a couple. We were both kids at the beginning of our relationship and we grew to be adults and parents. Without that hard time in our relationship we wouldn’t be where we are now. So here’s to the baby bomb that changed us for the better.