On another note, we've been married for almost 3 years. I truly cannot believe it. Our first year of marriage was dream-like. It was blissfully happy and filled with laughter and romance. Our second year was equally as wonderful. The pressure of making everything extra special because it was our "first" (first Thanksgiving, first Christmas, first mortgage payment, etc.) was gone, so it was a little more relaxed. We weren't used to that kind of relaxation, so we (I) decided to mix things up by adding a new member to our family-Sadie. She added a lot of excitement to our home! A few months after our second anniversary, we decided that we should work on adding one more member to our family. Well, as you know, that hasn't worked out just as we planned. Here we are, about to celebrate our 3rd anniversary and embark on our 4th year of marriage, and we're still working on that little project. This year of marriage has been different from the others. It's been filled with a lot of anxiety, fear, and tears as we've been introduced to the hardships of infertility. Maybe this is a growing pain our marriage just has to endure. Growing pains are rarely pleasant and tend to stretch you in ways that are uncomfortable, but they also leave you different, bigger, and mostly better than you were before.
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