Five Years

May 28th was Jared and I's fifth wedding anniversary! Sadly- we spent it cooped up in the hospital, BEGGING for them to discharge us that day, but they made us wait until the following afternoon. Even though I was in pain, Jared was stuck on a tiny pullout couch and we were trying to figure out how in the world we'd become parents- it was still a special day. My parents sent us some beautiful flowers which brightened up the cramped, sterile hospital room. Jared even crawled into my hospital bed to be with me that night since I wasn't up and moving around a ton at that point. Even though we should have been sleeping we stayed up late for a couple of hours staring at our baby and talking about life. It was definitely an anniversary I'll never forget.

Jared has been my rock through everything. When I was scared of being induced, and then completely petrified about going into surgery Jared was my comfort and my strength. He was scared too but never showed it- he kept it together and encouraged me constantly. Not just during labor and delivery, but he has encouraged me through an entire pregnancy, through job struggles, financial worries, personal doubts; Jared is truly the glue that keeps me put together in any situation.

So although our official anniversary came and went without a big celebration, no fancy dinner dates, heck- we didn't even get a family photo on that day- I couldn't let it go by unnoticed. Five years is no small feat and it's incredible all we've done, seen, shared and experience in those years together. While we enter into a world of diapers, spit-up and sleepless nights I had to let my man know just how much I love him. It's impossible to put into words, but I did my best. Happy (belated) anniversary, Jared!!