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Texas The first 1 year.

Ok, so I get to Texas on Christmas day, 1989. I was now about 6 months pg. I had taken my shoes off in the van that we were coming to Texas in & when we got close I wanted Cliff to stop & let me find my shoes & put them on. He told me just to put his cowboy boots on, So stupid me said ok. So I get out of the car in shorts & cowboy boots!! Yeah it was a funny site LOL. So my MIL gave me that look. The one where you know we are going to get off to a bad start tyoe of look. That Christmas was one of the best that I had, had in the last 10yrs. I got more stuff than what I ever thought that I would. I was shocked!! Well the next few months really nothing much happened. I was staying with my MIL & Cliff went to work driving a truck over the road. Oh wait I forgot about the part of where his ex called from Germany & he was crying on the phone drunk to her saying he wanted her back. We did get into a big arguement over that one!!! So then I was now 8 months pg & my 2 little 4ft Dr's called me in for a sono, but didn't let me know anything till I had gotten home.. I was pg with TWINS!! At 16yrs old I was going to have twins. I cried. I wasn't ready to be a mom, let alone a mom of twins. So I was scheduled to have a c-section (because one was breech) on April the 7th at 7am. One week before my 17th B-day. So my husband knew 2 weeks before the due date that I was going to have them & he took a run that he KNEW he wouldn't be back in time. I was so upset, but I didn't say anything till years later. On April the 7th I was put to sleep & didn't fully wake up till the 8th & I was told I had 2 healthy boys. Brian was 6 &3/4 & Shawn was 6 13 & 3/4. They were big for twins. We came home 4 days later. I was ok at first with them, but I was depressed. I didn't even know it till some years later that I had had PPD. I wasn't happy, I put up a good front. Everyone saw that I was doing good, but inside I was so sad. We finally moved next door to my MIL. I had a nice house & 2 kids. Things were ok. But that depression kept getting to me. I stayed in bed most of the time. I didn't want to wash clothes or clean my house or anything. I was suffering silently. So I was being called lazy. Even Cliff was starting to get mad at me. I didn't know what depression was, how can you get mad at me? Why were you mean to me? Why was I sleeping so much? I wanted to change, but I had no clue. Year 2 will come next time, because year 2 had alot of crap happen. It will take a little longer to write it. I have to get to work now. I work at home & my mom has my youngest at the park. So I work while he is gone. Will write more soon.