My mom is holding Alaise right now and I have a bit of time before she will be wanting food... And I wanted to take a bit of time to brag on my husband a little. From the day we spent more than 5 minutes together - when we were barely friends, I knew we fit, and I knew we would be good friends for a long long time. He took me out on a drive on the night I got my heart broken... We were acquaintences at the time, but he happened to walk by when I was devastated, and afterward, called me to ask me if I needed anything. I asked him if he had a car, and he did, and we went for a long drive that night. I cried and bawled and poured my heart out, and he listened, and drove. He bought a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream, and we shared it with one spoon. (Mind you, I was sick, and he didn't care, and I didn't either. It was so natural...) He brought me back to my dorm room, and gave me a big hug... And I knew we would be good friends. It was so natural being with him, and though I wondered if I was "rebounding", it didn't matter much.
and next weekend. It's really really hit me hard. I feel blessed with a marriage I really enjoy, and life sucks sometimes, but Kris and I always pull through together, and we really enjoy each other's company. Well, it's really not easy to come to terms with the fact that we will only be just the two of us for two more weeks. It's been a long ride together, but I've cherished it so much... I just can't believe that this phase of our life is over, and I've been grieving. I'm sure once the baby gets here, we will love it, and I hear other moms say "I wonder how I lived without you" kind of thing. But I also think it's okay to feel sad about all the changes that will take place. So here I am, mourning the passing of a wonderful era together.
