My honey and I are going to be married for FIVE years in October….I still can’t believe it (or the fact that I’m that old) .  We have had a TON of ups and also our fair share of downs.  Here’s what I learned in our first five years of marriage!

I have to say the first year is definitely hard, really really hard! In the first year I felt trapped…there’s something about signing a piece of paper that makes it feel…really really final! Not that I wanted anything different, but just knowing I couldn’t have it, even if I wanted it, was scary. Also, the quirks. You know those little quirks about your spouse that just drive you bat shit crazy?! Well, they never bothered me before I signed on the dotted line. But after, I spent a lot of time thinking about how I would have to put up with them for the next 60 years, it really got to me. I’ve moved past that now…well at least 90% of the time.

When the butterflies and fairy dust go away… there needs to be more. You know the new relationship feeling. The butterflies and the excitement. Well, eventually that goes away, and when it does…there needs to be more, A LOT MORE. I’m not saying that I don’t get butterflies anymore…but its few and far between. There needs to be a friendship and a true love for each other under neath it all. My hubby and I love to have fun together. We make fun of each other, a lot. I’m sure a lot of outsiders think were ass holes, but it’s meant in the nicest of ways.

Kids are a game changer. So, I always thought having a baby was all rainbows and unicorns and even a few butterlies.  They failed to mention the giant belly, the leaky boobs, the outrageous hormones, or the part where your husband watches your vagina open up 😉 Not to mention the sleepless nights, unwashed hair and spit up stained clothes. It can be hard to get along in a non child relationship with the stresses of life. You throw in exhaustion and a screaming child, and it’s like putting a rat and a snake in a very small cage  My poor poor husband. He was (and still sometimes is) my outlet for any and all anger. I was hormonal and temperamental, This caused a lot of fights. I can’t believe he actually stuck around….twice!

I just have to say…this man is a SAINT for putting up with me. The things I put this poor guy through and he sticks around is amazing! He is constantly surrounded by girls, very girly girls and puts up with it all. Best part 5 years later, every night as we fall asleep he tells me I’m the best thing that has ever happened to him.  Now thats love. I am ONE lucky girl!

xoxo, Katie