Being married is not what I thought.

I don't know why, but I've always had this idea that marriage would be so romantic- constant candlelit dinners and cuddling and movie nights and spontaneous picnics. I thought it would be like something out of a romance movie. I always hoped for surprise flower deliveries and something along the lines of a fairytale. And you know what? I was being pretty unrealistic. Sometimes being married is hard. Sometimes its hard to just pay the bills. It's hard to be so tired after work that I fall asleep as soon as I get home even though I want to stay up and hug Bubs when he gets home. Sometimes its hard when Bubs can't watch a movie with me because he has homework to do. Sometimes all I want to do is keep my rose-tinted glasses on just to stay sane. Sometimes life demands more of me than I want to give.That being said, marriage is also much more rewarding than I ever thought. I spent too much of my childhood and teenage years dreaming of fairytale romance instead of real love.

I had a plan for my life. I would go to school (full-time and work part time) and major in Child Development. I planned to meet my husband at the Institute or maybe a fireside, but not at a dance- because that would be lame and cliche. I would get married- but I would make sure I had time to enjoy my single life and then give myself wholly to marriage at age 25. We would be married for 2 to 2.5 years and then have kids- 4 of them to be exact. My life hasn't gone anything like this. I took 3 semesters of school decided that it wasn't for me. I decided that I didn't want to be a kindergarten teacher (like I thought I was destined to be during my senior year of high school). I met Bubs at a church dance and I was married at 23.

Sometimes I wonder how my life would be different if it went as I had planned...but then I realize that I wouldn't want it any other way. Bubs is such an amazing person and I'm glad that he asked me to dance (and I'm glad that I said yes!). He is amazing. He is such a ham and can always make me laugh- even when I don't want to. (I think I must have been super righteous in the previous life to score him as my husband) Sometimes I get bogged down by life and he is always there to hold me and assure me that it'll be ok. I am so blessed to have him as my eternal companion.

Side note: Bubs always complains because he can't fit in the driver's seat of my car because I "have the seat up too close to the steering wheel". He always has to slide the seat all the way back. This happens everytime and his face was so funny that I had to take a picture. Ha. I love him.