As week 39 looms ahead of me I am wondering just how much another baby is about to change my life. This past week my husband and I celebrated our 4th wedding anniversary. In four years we have been through a deployment, numerous reintegration and relationship issues, four pregnancies including 1 miscarriage and one birth to come (hopefully any day now). We have moved 5 times, gone through NINE vehicles, and I've put on roughly 40 lbs.
We have not seen eye to eye, stood toe to toe, and had our share of passionate arguments. In those 4 years we have almost called it quits, but fought through. We have fallen in love several times, and still woo each other as often as we can.
It's been a LONG 4 years, and we finall have a groove. Probably other couples may not use that word. Some couples may call it a "rut", but I like the groove we are in. Sometimes comfortable is nice. It may have taken 4 years and a lot of work, but we finally move together. Even if we don't agree or see eye to eye all the time, at least we understand each others' points of view. I was thinking today about divorce and how high the rates are in America, and how common it is to rule it as "irreconcilable differences". I have realized though that there aren't any "irreconcilable differences". If Jesus can be reconciled to us after all we've done, then we can be reconciled to each other, no matter what the "difference" is.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not on a witch-hunt for divorcees. If I was it would have to start with me. My only point is that I intend to start another year of marriage with this in mind: I want to be happy everyday with the one I love. If that means reconciling differences everyday, then I'm fine with that. If I have to say "I'm wrong", "I'm sorry", "forgive me", etc. a hundred times this coming year it will be less that I predict. I'm just at the point where I want to spend time with my husband and kids. I don't want to be sulking in the shower behind a locked door (which is what I do when I'm mad). I'd rather talk to him than give him the silent treatment. I have done my fair share of picking fights for 4 years now, and I'm just not going to do it anymore. Taking a premise from a well-known relationship expert who wrote Love & Respect, I am jumping off the "crazy cycle" and jumping into my hubby's arms (it's much more comfortable there). With this in mind I am confident that a third baby will only be a blessing in this house, because I've never been happier. We all know the saying "If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy." Well I think that works both ways.
Now enough of this mooshy gooshy stuff. My next blog will be about gun violence and crime statistics. (just kidding)...
