Perfectly imperfect momma

   Seven years later here we are! 

Today the Officer and I have been married 7 years.  It’s the best decision I’ve ever made..(.I think.) I remember very clearly 7 years ago today my brother holding his beer out the window in toast as we headed to the church, my mom looking at me through the restroom mirror as I fixed my vail, my male cousin whom  I hadn’t seen in years appearing, my female cousin crying as we exchanged vows and  dad asking me before he walked my down the aisle if I was sure..I nodded my head and from there we proceeded..

A lack of antidepressants has made me some what of a cry baby. I cried when I posted about our anniversary on fb, I cried when I heard  Marina Del Ray by George Strait last night, I teared up at the restaurant when I toasted Eric with our lil man right by our side. I teared up when I told him I was proud of him and that I felt the was the best thing to come out of his family..I meant every word of it. I’ve never ment anyone worth more praise (other than my mom and dad)than him. He has proven himself.  If I had to do it all over again—I would.

We opted not to ask mom to watch Max so that we could have a kid free date night, instead we wanted to include him because let’s be honest and I don’t mean to take anything way from those that celebrate wedding anniversary’s without children (it still takes work) but our marriage got a whole hell of a fucking lot hardened after we had Max and for our strength, dedicate, love and honor for what is right we wanted to celebrate with him.

(we’re classy aren’t we?)

     I went into marriage knowing it was hard work, knowing that before me lied a holy relationship that I or we could either make or break. Without children (the first 4 years) were a breeze. The last 3 have been full of effort, work and over time and raw emotion. There were times we hated each other out of the sheer pressure of parenting. Many haves said children strengthened their marriage, for mine it did not. For mine, it meant working harder, it meant fighting for what we know was right and holding on tight.

If you want to find out what your spouse is made out of have a kid (I don’t recommend it)

Some of you may be awed, some of you maybe hurt–some of you much like myself, maybe both. We are here, we are strong, we are steady and by the grace of God We will NOT fail. 

Happy Parenting.