Today is my wedding anniversary. It is also my wife's wedding anniversary. It's ours. Together.
I swear. For the life of me I couldn't come up with a way to phrase that more succinctly. "My wife and my anniversary?" Sounds weird.
Anyway, I was thinking about the photo album book my wife made after our wedding using Shutterfly or some such website. I couldn't find it, of course, because I can rarely find anything in our house because kids. But if I remember correctly, the last picture is of the two of us sitting on the couch the morning after the wedding. I believe the caption she wrote was "The tired, but very happy couple."
Three children have joined our family in the eight years since that day and one thing is certain: that "tired" couple had no idea what tired was all those years ago.
A couple nights ago, our youngest woke up in the middle of the night crying for her mommy. Our kids have actually been doing better with sleep lately, which is probably why I haven't been obsessing over it as much on here. But, there are still those nights. This one happened to fall on a night between two of my wife's 12-hour work shifts. And while I'm typically pretty good about handling night duty when my wife has to get up early the next morning, for whatever reason, I couldn't rouse myself on this night. So, she took care of it. And then she got up before six and headed off to work in the dark.
Yes, she certainly knows what tired is now.
We both do, but she is the only one who sometimes has to pull the crossover work/home double duty. I’m sure it’s a different type of burden. I’m so grateful for all the things she does. She truly does make all this possible. And by all this I of course mean this blog and the associated social media channels, which I agree are pretty amazing. Oh, yes, also the kids and house and all that, too. That is also great.
So, here's to eight amazing years and many more to come. I can’t recommend being married to a boss lady highly enough.