Before I start I just want you to know that my husband Tom is the love of my life, I can't imagine my life with anyone else and he makes me very happy. Having said that it doesn't detract from the fact that he is a complete shithead a great deal of the time!
Tom and I met about 10 years ago at University, it wasn't love at first sight (partly because of the fact that he was blind drunk most of the time) but he grew on me. We hung around in a big group and eventually everyone started pairing off and it was only a matter of time before we started going out together. Time flew and after about a year we found ourselves living together and still going to the odd lecture (we both did terribly and havn't graduated). It was after a few years of never ending late nights, just scraping through on our essays and take away food that I found myself pregnant.
But that is definetly a story for another day, stay tuned.