year 1

  Matt was graced with two anniversaries. Such luck for a guy to have a re-do later in the year if he mucks up the first one or forgets. Not that has ever happened, I'm just saying it may hypothetically come in handy ;)

  Those crazy kids with a baby in that picture had just vowed to love always, from here into eternity. Yikes! There are a number of serious things I'd like to post about but first, indulge me. Can we all notice that Matt's head is covering up Jesus'? Wow, way to set that bar high from the get go! Also, I am not sure any of my vows can be legit because WHAT AM I WEARING??? I have clearly been up all night with that sweet sailor baby because that slicked ponytail is not doing anything for me, did I even shower beforehand? And one last note, those baby chubba thighs!!! OH! I could just EAT THEM UP!

 We went on to have a fancy pants wedding three months later.

  With that sweet sailor baby right in the middle of it all. It was a hard first year. I remember being so slowed down by my new life. A husband and child to care for and consider. Year one is really called "Death to Self." It was GOOD, though. Much better than I envisioned when I found out, a month before graduating high school, that I was pregnant. But I won't go to the Dark Farm on you.

Our first year of marriage was no fairytale but it wasn't all Ricky Lake either. I was comforted that we were together and if it was a mess, well it was our mess!