Today marks three years married to my wonderful husband, Aaron. Our wedding was a small affair at the court house on a Friday afternoon with our witnesses and parents. At the time I was pregnant with Zoe, and we had just gotten the news that week that she was sick with CDH. We had no idea all the trials and tribulations we would face on our journey with our first daughter. All we knew was that we loved each other and we loved our little girl. At the time it was the happiest day of my life. I was marrying my best friend and the father of my child.
For our first Anniversary was spent mourning our daughter Zoe as we tried to figure out how to continue without her. It was hard that first year and bitter sweet to know that Aaron and I had survived the most difficult thing parents ever have to survive still together. Losing a child can tear the family apart, but for us it only solidified the bond that we already had. We leaned on one another and with a wonderful councilor we learned how to process what we each were going through.
Our second Anniversary just kinda came and went, as we had not the money to go anywhere or the time off work for me. But even not going anywhere we always spend the time together and relish the fact that we have each other. The second year was more about us. A date night that we needed to just have time outside the house with each other.
So now we come to this year. We were lucky enough to have a wonderful support group this year as for the past five days our munchkin, Aryah, has been in the hospital with an eye infection and cold. We got to have a mini date night on Saturday for a few hours, as we made spaghetti for dinner and watched Doomsday on our couch. Just to be able to spend the relaxing time with my husband was a gift that I am very thankful for. As we spend today only partly together, as I slept at home last night and now Aaron is home taking a nap, the great news is that we get to take Aryah home today. There can be no better Anniversary gift than to take our baby daughter home.
To my most wonderful husband, I love you more than you can know. You are my world, my rock, my life, and other than Aryah, my everything. You put up with all my craziness without complaint or judgement, and I know I have quite a bit some days. Thank you my love. For being you and loving me.
For our first Anniversary was spent mourning our daughter Zoe as we tried to figure out how to continue without her. It was hard that first year and bitter sweet to know that Aaron and I had survived the most difficult thing parents ever have to survive still together. Losing a child can tear the family apart, but for us it only solidified the bond that we already had. We leaned on one another and with a wonderful councilor we learned how to process what we each were going through.
Our second Anniversary just kinda came and went, as we had not the money to go anywhere or the time off work for me. But even not going anywhere we always spend the time together and relish the fact that we have each other. The second year was more about us. A date night that we needed to just have time outside the house with each other.
So now we come to this year. We were lucky enough to have a wonderful support group this year as for the past five days our munchkin, Aryah, has been in the hospital with an eye infection and cold. We got to have a mini date night on Saturday for a few hours, as we made spaghetti for dinner and watched Doomsday on our couch. Just to be able to spend the relaxing time with my husband was a gift that I am very thankful for. As we spend today only partly together, as I slept at home last night and now Aaron is home taking a nap, the great news is that we get to take Aryah home today. There can be no better Anniversary gift than to take our baby daughter home.
To my most wonderful husband, I love you more than you can know. You are my world, my rock, my life, and other than Aryah, my everything. You put up with all my craziness without complaint or judgement, and I know I have quite a bit some days. Thank you my love. For being you and loving me.
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