Three years have gone by in a flash. Yet, it seems like we’ve squeezed so much into such a short time. I never thought I’d be 37 weeks pregnant with our 2nd child on our 3rd anniversary. I never thought we would have moved into our “family” house or still have the “beloved Jetta-mobile” parked out front at this point. I didn’t think I’d be a stay-at-home mom three years in and I most definitely didn’t comprehend just how much I should have soaked up that honeymoon. Life has been filled with so many surprises these last three years. But, the biggest surprise of all is looking back on our wedding day (seeing my ear to ear grin and knowing how over the moon in love I was) and feeling so much more than that today. I am so thankful to have never doubted for a second I found my match in Matt.
Since the day we made our vows and dance partied the night away with friends and family, I’ve only been made more and more sure that he is “the one” for me. He is the one that gets my humor and makes me laugh even when I don’t want to. He is the one who has seen me in my most vulnerable states (i.e. birth. enough said.) and loves me still. He is the one who tells me how beautiful I am (bless his heart) even when it’s just gotta be a statement of faith. 🙂 He is the one who offers to change poopy diapers, takes care of the hard jobs, works like a champ, and keeps our lives in order. To say I’d be lost without him is a literal statement. He’s my steady-eddy yet the most fun person I know. The perfect combo for me.
Everyday I’m glad I married him. I am a blessed girl. Thank you God.