Happy Anniversary 

Four years ago to the day was the eve of our wedding. We were in our seperate hotel rooms with our best friends going over last minute details, talking about how exciting the next day would be and getting out all (if any) pre-wedding jitters. 

Tonight, we are again in seperate rooms, but this time we are both coming down from a seriously rough night. Nora and Sloane were terrible, horrible, no good, very bad girls. They refused sleep, Nora wouldn’t eat, they didn’t let daddy watch the World Series.  I wasn’t home, but was getting text updates regularly. 

“The whole house had a meltdown. ”

“Sloane ate all the fridge milk and still won’t sleep. I just don’t get it.” 

“The screaming was awful”

It was after 10pm when I got home and I walked in to Nora on the couch snuggling with Ryan. The smoke coming out of my ears couldn’t be stopped.  She isn’t even two! What are you doing?! I dropped everything in my hands and scooped her up to go to bed. 

What makes me sad is, she was so happy to see me and I was so pissed that I was seeing her right then. I got to her room and just cried my eyes out while holding her so tight. I felt like she was betraying me by fighting for sleep so hard.  I know something’s bothering her… teeth probably. She finally gives in at 10:35pm. Tomorrow is going to suck big time. 

I come down and Ryan and I are ignoring each other. Got the house in order… I’m going to bed.  After a while he comes up and we have a frustration-venting cry fest. Stuff was building, many tears were shed, realizations came to light, priorities changed. 

Four years, four homes, two beautiful babies, two dogs, some tears, millions of laughs, a few sleepless nights, 1,460 days, 35,040 hours, 2.120,400 minutes… and the best is yet to come.

To the man who can still give me butterflies on a daily basis: I love you. I didn’t think it would be possible to love someone more than I loved you on our wedding day, but those feelings are blown out of the water every day. You are the glue that keeps our family sane, the reason our girls get to go to “mama school” everyday, you’re the brains of this operation and the best role model for the girls. When they grow up I want them to think ‘I want to find someone who loves me as much as my dad loves my mom.’  Thank you for showing me what true love is. 

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