Me

The “I” Word

I've had this strange feeling looming over me for a few years now. It's been tucked in there way behind the giddy, gushy, lovey feelings. It's parked off to the side past the sad feelings that creep up occasionally. It's hidden well behind happy and two rows down from worry. I knew it was in… Continue reading The “I” Word

Marriage, Me

Love Sprinkles

We'll be celebrating 10 years of marriage next year. That concept has yet to actually make sense in my brain. I remember hearing people speak of 10 year anniversaries and it seemed like such a futuristic event in my mind. Like flying cars and robots cleaning the house. I just never pictured myself in that… Continue reading Love Sprinkles

Marriage, Me, Mommy

Worried Pink

We were in the bathroom staring at two pink lines on the counter, both in complete shock. We just celebrated a first birthday and discussed trying for a sibling... in the future. The shock remained until our first doctor appointment. The ultrasound tech moved her wand for too long. We'd been down this road before.… Continue reading Worried Pink

Me

Invisible Axe

I wasn't going to discuss this on my blog. I likely never will again, but today it's weighing on me, which means the words need to escape, which means I'm writing about it. Here it goes. It's like a little, terrible secret you pack around with you. You try to stuff it down into the… Continue reading Invisible Axe

Marriage, Me

Beyond the Fabric

Can dirty socks bring joy? Being married to someone really takes love and dedication. It's taking two lives that made it many years on Earth apart and sticking them in a confined space together to figure it out. It's finding out the other folds towels different (and wrong). It's learning each other's routine and strange… Continue reading Beyond the Fabric

Marriage, Me

Worth the Wait

You've read about how we met. After that, we dated many years before marriage. At the time I was frustrated about it. I wanted to get this thing started already, it had been over 5 years at this point.  We didn't argue much, but if we did it usually involved the phrase, just ask me… Continue reading Worth the Wait