Hi, I’m Jordan!
Hi there!
I’m Jordan, 35, married to a total dreamboat, and before you ask, no, we don’t have any kids. People ask me—let me rephrase—my grandmother asks me daily when my husband and I will have kids. Both of my sisters have kids. My cousins have kids. My husband's cousins have kids. Most of our friends have kids. And while we want kids, we just "aren’t ready yet." Everyone says that don’t they?
<insert fake chuckle followed by an unassuming eye roll>
“Um huh, we will have kids when we’re ready....”
The truth is, who knows if we will ever be ready. But I am confident that, in God’s perfect timing, I will either become a mom to the coolest kid (let’s be real, I can’t handle more than one) or the mother of Bulldogs. The kid question is a tough one, but it wasn’t the worst one. Until I met my husband in 2014, the number one question I got was, “when are you going to get married?”
I wasn’t a young bride. I was 32 when Garret and I said our I do’s in Orange Beach, AL, but that never bothered me. I knew God would bring my Prince Charming when the time was right, just like He will bless us with kids...if we’re supposed to be a mom and dad.
Another frequent question was, “are you just one of those people who enjoys the single life?”
I didn’t. Sure there were times it was great, particularly on the nights I binged New Girl on my couch as I ate a bag of croutons for dinner. But there were also nights I would cry into a pint (fine half-gallon) of Blue Bell Rocky Road, wondering when I would no longer be labeled as the “single friend.”
It also didn’t help my single status that I was super picky when it came to men. And between the unrealistic expectations I had and my work schedule, I rarely had time for a relationship. Oh, and I was a virgin...by choice. So that eliminated 2/3 of most available guys.
Back in 2010, I started this blog after being dumped by a guy for not sleeping with him. This wasn’t uncommon, given my virgin status. But what started as a place for women to vent about their dating misfortunes quickly evolved to empowering women and their right what is best for them and their bodies.
Unfortunately, after a toxic relationship, that ended with a fake bout of Montezuma's Revenge (fake gassy, stay classy), I shelved the blog for ten years. Even then, God kept placing this story on my heart. It wasn’t until I met my husband that I began to see the importance of it and why He wanted to get this message out there. As weird as it is to say, thanks to covid—and months of unemployment—I was finally able to resurrect this blog while turning my dating fails into a book.
No matter how many blogs you read, Pinterest dream boards you make, or self-help books you buy, you have to be the one to define your perfect. While I can’t do that for you, I would love to help you see your value and worth in this world, the same way the Lord sees you. So, if you want to discover how to lose a guy, land a guy, or marry a guy that tests your patience when he decides to shave an hour after you clean the bathroom, you’ve come to the right place! Look forward our new found friendship!
“Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance.” - 1 Corinthians 13:7
