Warning contains mushy stuff.
In a few days Corey and I will have been married for three years. Some of our close friends might say, “three years? That’s gone fast!” For me, I think, “oh my goodness has it ONLY been three years?” It has been the longest three years of my life. Corey probably agrees. It feels like we’ve been married forever and it has been three rather intense years.
The last three years have seen Corey finish uni, search for work and start his career in an unrelated field (as so many science graduates tend to do). The last three years have poked and prodded and stretched us out of our comfortable little bubble for two as we experienced pregnancy, labour and childbirth not once but twice. We have learned not only to live with eachother but also to share each other with our children.
Before marriage our relationship was about having fun and being happy. We played nintendo or playstation or boardgames or cards or sat around staring at eachother saying “I love you more”. We had time to burn and any time spent together was bliss. We were pretty much unaware of the world around us, it was just him and me and we liked it that way.
These days we have to consciously make time for eachother otherwise life becomes about nappies, rubbish, milk, dishes and mess. (See is your marriage baby-proof?) It’s so easy to get upset when he fails to do something I’ve asked him to do (again!). It would have been tempting for him to think he had to do everything when my body was recovering from something and I’d sit around exhausted. I’ve been pregnant or breastfeeding since 5 months into our marriage.
We have always wanted our children (and we were so excited when we saw those two pink lines) but I know neither of us were prepared for the level of work they would require of us. We were ready for a baby but I wasn’t ready to be a mum. I wasn’t prepared to be selfless and nurturing and gentle but firm. These things don’t come naturally but we are getting there.
We had no idea how much having Alexis would change our lives. We knew life would be different but we didn’t know how quickly things would change. We thought we could work things out as we went along, and we have, but she has repeatedly been a step ahead of us. We didn’t know how fast she would grow. It was not long at all before she was rolling, then crawling, then walking, now talking and running and jumping and throwing and wow is she big! We are now parents not only to a baby but also a toddler.
The last three years have had moments of tension, difficulty, stress, pain, fear and disappointment but they have also had times of unspeakable joy.
Together we have grown physically, spiritually, emotionally. We have shared eachothers excitement and we have shared eachothers pain. We have laughed. We have laughed so hard we got stomach aches. We have cried. At times we have just sat there, holding eachothers hands saying “it’ll be alright”.
Corey, my love, the problems of this world fade away when you hold me in your arms.
Happy anniversary sweetheart. Thank you for the longest and best three years of my life.
It seems slightly tacky to join this up to a linky but I want many people to know how thankful I am, so I’m joining up for Thankful Thursday over at Katesaysstuff