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Mom of the House: Our wedding anniversary

In this week's Mom of the House, Brianna talks wedding anniversaries and May babies
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Six years ago today I woke up a blushing bride-to-be, excited and more than eager for the momentous occasion of my wedding day. By that afternoon I went from a Miss to a Mrs, and my life was forever changed.

For us this date — May 7 — is very special.

Beyond being our wedding anniversary, two years prior to our “I dos” we also exchanged our first “I love yous.” Daniel was the first one to declare those special three words, and I blurted out “I love you too” very quickly after.

The first “I love you” between a couple is always a little awkward, a mixture of shyness, and nervousness that the love will not be returned. I knew that day we were taking a step into new territory when we let our true feelings spill from our lips. We were only 19, but something about this new and powerful love felt permanent and long-lasting.

Two years later we were standing at the alter declaring that love in a much more final (and public) way. Our love had grown and we were ready to commit to each other for a lifetime. We’d hit some bumps along the way, including Daniel’s best man fainting right before I walked down the aisle, and being taken to the hospital by ambulance. But six years ago not even a little blood splattered at our feet was going to stop us from declaring “I do”.

The last six years have been a whirlwind for us. A few short months after our wedding day we found out that we were expecting our first child, and our due date was May 7th! It seemed impossible, but somehow we would be expecting a child on our one year wedding anniversary.

She didn’t arrive on her expected date, much to our relief. Fifteen months later we discovered we were expecting again, this time our due date was May 10th, but we wondered once again if we’d have an anniversary baby.

And because God has such a sense of humour, he decided to give us one more chance. After trying for a few months to get pregnant with our third child, I discovered once again that I would be expecting a May baby. When I did my calculations I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and shout, “Of course!”

Our third and last baby was due on May 7th.

The fact that we’d have three daughters in May seems impossible enough, but having our first and last child due on our wedding anniversary seems corny-movie impossible. Regardless, it’s true. It seems May 7th was meant to be an important day on our calendar, and for many reasons.

Today is a day that we celebrate our love, and remember all the amazing things we have accomplished as a couple. From starting our family to starting our careers and moving plenty of times, we have endured a lot of change. One thing has remained; our steadfast love for one another.

I didn’t know the adventure that life would take us one when I promised to be Daniel’s faithful wife, but I also didn’t know how sweet our love would get, and how deeply I’d fall in love with the man I promised my life to.

It’s hard not to get misty-eyed thinking about how we have grown as a couple over these last years. So many things have happened that could have driven a wedge between us, or made us resentful and hurtful to one another. Thankfully, we have been able to balance one another in tenderness, forgiveness, and kindness. We have loved each other through really hard times. When one has been weak the other has been strong, and when we are both weak we have fallen to our knees together, hand-in-hand.

I can’t imagine anyone else to spend my life with. I am so thankful that I have had a loving husband to grow with and discover my identity with through my 20s, and I’m so excited to see where life takes us. This year we’ve walked some tough roads, but at the end of the day we have fallen into bed with one another, often exhausted and drained, but willing and ready to laugh and let our worries melt away.

Six years into marriage and my husband has become my best friend, my secret-keeper, the only audience I need for my comedy act, and the only one who can erase my fears and worries with one tender touch. As we’ve matured, our love has too, and our eagerness to cling to one another in all the steps that this life takes us on.

Happy Anniversary, my dearest Daniel. I don’t know how I did it, but I landed one solid husband, and I’m one lucky wife.