To my Husband:
Last year, while at dinner celebrating our one year wedding anniversary, we discussed our hopes and dreams for the upcoming year. In fact, we both wished for the very same thing that evening: a baby. Little did we know that night, but I was pregnant – I just hadn’t found out yet. Our wish was going to come true.
Our second year of marriage will always be in my memory as the year I was pregnant, and the year we became a family of three. You were there throughout all of the ups and downs of my pregnancy – including bed rest. I’ll never forget the look on your face the moment that L was born – it was one of the best moments of my life, and I’m sure it was one of yours, too. Remembering what you looked like when you held her and talked to her for the first time still brings tears to my eyes. It might be cliché, but it’s true: seeing your husband become a father makes you fall in love even more.
Sleep deprivation and the steep learning curve of having a newborn will test the mettle of any marriage, and working together as a team is essential now – there’s nobody I would rather work alongside. Raising our daughter is going to be one of the biggest challenges that we’ll ever have, but I also know it will be one of our greatest accomplishments. Delighting with you in the milestones that L reaches (no matter how small!) is one of my greatest joys.
In closing, I’m going to quote what I said to you last year, because I feel like it’s even more apropos this year: “Every day. Together. For better or worse. I love you and I’m so glad I get to walk by your side, every day, forever.”
All of my love,
(photo courtesy MThree Studio)