August 7, 2016
My Version of the Spouse Challenge
So I got nominated on Facebook, to do the Spouse Challenge. To post 7 pictures of my spouse and I in honor of our love and marriage, which really becomes the best pictures of ourselves, or the most exciting places we've gone, and those aren't the reasons I love him or what I want to show off.
Ironically, it's our 6th anniversary and if I had to pick times that I was truly head over heels in love with him, I don't really have pictures of that.
I loved him for how he looked at me, which can't be captured on the camera.
I loved my husband when he proposed at the top of the stairs at Plimoth Plantation.
I loved him as he made me laugh throughout our entire wedding, and at the bar after.
I loved my husband when he wrapped his arms around me after finding out we were having Emmalee.
I loved him as he sat on the floor, cursing at the disassembled pieces of her crib.
I loved him, even when he was jobless and didn't feel worthy of love.
I loved him as he told the doctor "Yea, she wouldn't want me to do that" when the doctor told him to hold my leg during delivery, and as I wept happy tears with my arms wrapped around him as he held our daughter.
I loved him as we fought at home because we were so new at being parents.
I loved him as we moved apartments yet again.
I loved him as he worked two jobs to support us as best he can.
I loved him when he supported my decision to go back to school.
I loved him when he laughed at my "so bad" tv shows.
I loved him when he celebrated my entry level job in a school and more so when he again celebrated my promotion.
I loved him when he asked for another baby.
I loved him when we found out we were having another baby.
I loved him when we were afraid we were losing our baby.
I loved him when he beamed, excited for a boy.
I loved him as he held my hand, walking me through the c-section and as we realized our family was complete.
I loved him as he rushed my daughter to the ER after fracturing her foot,
I loved him as he left work to meet us when Tyler was having trouble breathing.
I loved him when he held me close after my dad's diagnosis.
I loved him when he understood what my panic attacks feel like, and when he kissed me off on my overnight walk.
I loved him when we brought our family to Disney. To Pennsylvania. To New Hampshire.
I love him when he works a 12 hour day, and still is up with the kids to make sure they have fun.
I love him when I get home from a day of work and laundry and the dishes are done.
I love him when he jumps to take a day off of work, to be with us more.
I love him. Even if I don't have seven pictures of us together to prove it.
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