17 years...6,188 days. And, by my best guess...
2,012 sleepless nights courtesy the loudest snore...ever!
956 times I've had to put the toilet seat down
644 pairs of socks that didn't quite make it into the hamper
211 times I've pried the remote control out of your hand after you've fallen asleep
But after 17 years of marriage, I wouldn't change a thing.
As I was going through old photos, looking for one to share on this post, I came across one that made me both laugh out loud and tear up at the same time. It's a moment in my life that I'll never forget; a moment in which I was truly grateful to have my husband by my side...
I'm sure this photo was taken just moments after getting long awaited pain relief while in labor with our daughter, Olivia. That would explain my goofy, exhausted smile. As for my husband...well, he was just plain excited to be there. And even though this might not be the most flattering, I love this photo. I'm so glad I have it to remind me of that special moment. Happy Anniversary to my dear, sweet husband who loves me unconditionally and who is always by my side when I need him the most. I wouldn't have it any other way.