We are MARRIED

"We are married!!", I whispered excitedly in between kisses with my husband, mere moments after we had said our vows and raced down the aisle.

"We are married!!", I laughed as we zoomed through the countryside in the corvette to the reception.

"We are married!!", I sighed as we watched the sun come up the next morning, snuggled close to one another.

It seemed like a dream. I had to keep pinching myself and voicing my wonderment out loud. Almost 3 months into the rest of forever with this guy and I find myself still saying it.

"We are married!!", I murmur dreamily while I watch him get up early and rock our son back to sleep.

"We are married!!", I smile coming in at night from doing laundry and find him passed out snuggling a pillow.

"We are MARRIED!!", I mutter under my breath in anger or frustration, reminding myself that no matter how irritated I am at the moment, we are in this for the long haul.

He's my sweetheart.
He's my champion.
He's my best friend.
And I am married to him.

It still seems like a dream most days...and then there are the other days it's all too real. But even though we fight and shout, we always kiss and make up. Sometimes life is a little ridiculous and I'm lazy and hard to put up with. But he calls me out on everything {admittedly I was watching "Friends" on YouTube, but FOR REAL MY PHONE WAS DYING!...so that's why I didn't text you back...}.

I don't deserve such an awesome man for my husband, but I sure am glad that I have him.

I love you, Ramshaw. WE ARE MARRIED!