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First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes...

  Just as we were getting settled into our new home, the big news came. My birth control prescription ran out in April and we decided not to renew it as we had agreed on waiting just a year to start trying. It happened sooner than we expected but we were thrilled, well at least I was. Russ was too once the shock wore off. To say that he was scared would be a serious understatement.

  I had taken the pregnancy test while Russ was at work, two pink lines. I took two more just to be sure. When Russ came home, I had tied pink and blue balloons to the bed posts and had strategically placed an array of baby paraphernalia, along with the three positive tests on the bed.

  It took a minute for it all to register, then he just stared at the wall all night, I was so excited I couldn't sleep.

  The pregnancy was good, we both worked hard and did everything we could to prepare. On January 16th, 2005 we went into the hospital for an induction, we were nervous and excited.

  Taevin Russell Ayres made his way into the world at 7:08pm weighing in at 6lbs 14oz. and perfect in every way.

  I've never been what you'd call a "kid" person, but something miraculous happened the moment Taevin was placed in my arms, it was as if some maternal instinct, an ability beyond my own just descended upon me. He was mine and I knew just what to do with him.

  Russ was a great dad from the beginning as I knew he would be, after all, that was one of the things that drew me to him while we were dating.

  About a year and a half later we decided to sell our home. we moved to our current home in Lehi in September of 2006. We have been here for three years now and still love it. Moving here has proven to be one of the best decisions we've ever made.

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