Today is our two month wedding anniversary!!! I figured I'd share a few of my favorite wedding pictures and 10 things I've learned in the past two months.
1. Times goes by fast whether you want it to or not.
It's probably because we've traveled quite a bit in the past two months and only been home a few weeks here and there, but it really has blown by quickly. These two months have been a blur, a good one, but a blur nonetheless.
2. It's not all rainbows and butterflies.
Yes, marriage is wonderful, exciting, fun, and any other positive word you can think of, but not 100% of the time. It's also frightening, stressful, and confusing. There is no more "my money" and "his money"; it's our money. There's no more free room and board from mom and dad. There's a budget that needs to be figured out. There's a house that needs to be taken care of every single day...laundry, dishes, dusting, vacuuming, toilets to be cleaned, work schedules to plan around, bills to be paid, dinner menus to plan, etc. etc. etc. I've got to figure out how to live with a man. He's got to figure out how to live with me. We have to make big decisions on our own. We've got to figure out when to start planning a family -gasp-. If that' isn't scary, I don't know what is.
3. Laundry and dishes never stop needing to be done.
Referring back to #2. does.it.ever.end?! No. The answer to that is a big fat no.
4. Communication is important.
He may think his day is boring and uneventful. I still want to hear about it. I may be upset about something and want to keep it to myself. He wants me to tell him what's wrong. Before marrying we lived in different cities and didn't see each other every day. Our communicating consisted of lots of text messages and random phone calls talking about nothing in particular. Now that we're married it seems our conversations are still the same. Having a real conversation with no distractions is something we try to work on every day.
5. Living with my husband is like living with a child.
I only have one sister. I only had to share a bathroom with one girl growing up. I never had to share a bedroom with anyone. I never had to pick up after anyone but myself. Being married I have to share a bathroom with an overgrown boy. 'Nuff said about that one. I have to share a bedroom with the same overgrown boy. I have to pick up after once again, said overgrown boy. It's a completely new experience and something I am continually having to learn about and navigate through. Talk about gaining patience too.
6. The husband's annoying habits have only multiplied, and they are going no where.
This goes back to #5. I will just list a few: he sprinkles when he tinkles only for me to step in it later, he leaves the toilet seat up for those nights I have to pee when I'm half asleep, he leaves his size 16 shoes in the middle of the floor for me to trip on, he leaves his dirty socks everywhere for me to have to hunt down to do laundry, and he leaves cabinet doors open for me to get aggravated about. I admit I'm a little nit picky about these things but c'mon!!! (Disclaimer: I know I have my own annoying habits too)
7. We are both addicted to technology and social media.
There's never a day where either of us doesn't have our nose stuck in some sort of technology whether it's the cell phone, lap top, iPad, Nook, or tv. We need to learn how to actually spend time together without being preoccupied. For example, I'm writing this blog post, and he's checking out football on the internet while we're both watching a movie.
8. I keep learning things about myself.
I think I have learned more about myself in these last two months than I have in a really long time. It's hard to put in words, but I just know I have realized some things about myself, good and bad, that I hadn't paid attention to before.
9. He truly is my best friend and #1 supporter.
I know without a doubt that I married my best friend, better half, true love, soul mate, whatever you want to call him. He is there for me physically and emotionally whenever I need him, and I know that he always will be. He pushes me, motivates me, encourages me, makes me laugh, and is by my side through everything; he's my rock and my happy place. He is my left hand man. (that's a reference to a Josh Turner song. Look it up; it's good)
10. I love him more and more every day.
The day we said I do I thought I was on cloud nine. I thought that there was no way I could ever love somebody as much as I loved him that day. I was wrong. I love him more today than I did yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that, annoying habits and all. I am proud to be his wife and proud to have his last name.
Here's to many many more months Mr. Moyer!!!
Photos courtesy of my awesome photographer Dona at A Digital Reflection.