Yes, it is April Fools Day. Matthew and I are also celebrating our 7th wedding anniversary. If you know me, you know this holiday was never going to win out as a reason not to take advantage of the logistical perks of this Saturday seven years ago. If you know Matthew, you know he would never pass up the opportunity for an easy joke OR an anniversary date he would never [likely] forget!
It’s been 7 years of marriage, 9 years we’ve known each other, all of which started with a blind date (shout out to Ash & Jon for setting that up!). We’ve done a lot in almost a decade. Saying “I do” is a given, something we thought, at the time, would be the biggest, best, most special thing we’d ever do in our lives. It was a beautiful day, full of great memories of people we still get to be with, and memories of people that have passed away. I will always treasure that day, our vows, and the people that shared it with us.
As special as our wedding day was, it was only the beginning. The beginning of this crazy journey with our little family of four. Matthew, you are a good man and an incredible father to these girls. We have persevered through a lot together, coming out stronger each time. You got me through 19 days of pure torture watching the twins hooked up to machines in the NICU, Stella’s heart surgery, every cold, flu and fever they’ve had, you have been right here with me. We made it through your evening MBA classes with newborns through their second birthday. We have been to Disney twice with the kids and haven’t lost anyone yet. We got a minivan… hallelujah, we sold the minivan. We’ve cheered on The Dawgs, played at the beach, gone camping, moved into our dream home, and much much more. It has been quite the ride. Thank you for all you have done for us and what’s to come. You sweet, sweet, man- you have no idea what you’re in for living with 3 women! Love you like crazy, xoxo