We. Are. 23. Weeks. Pregnant.

With a girl. <3
and today is our one year wedding anniversary.
In 2 1/2 years of knowing each other we have: moved 8 times, once across state lines; had a babyboy; fought, fought, argued, grew up; tried to fix each other, failed; loved, loved some more, got pregnant again; the list goes on.

We sped right into adulthood at full speed and didn't heed the warnings of those wiser, but guess what. We lived, and though this relationship has been difficult because of our choices, we are prospering after learning how to love someone else, everyday. I love this man, I love that he loves to have babies. I love that he wants me to stay home with them, and that it's okay that sometimes I don't get to shower for 3 days. I love his love for all things music, from 3oh!3 to Bing's Christmas. I love his weird obsession with Puma socks, and the way his eyes light up when Cade runs to jump in his arms. I love that he loves me, all day, everyday, even when I'm a lunatic.

I love, love, love being his wife. for a year, and forever.