Why I Thank My Husband for Doing the Dishes

I quietly shut the door to Sister’s room while exhaling the long day. She’s down for the night (fingers crossed) and I realize that I haven’t brushed my hair or teeth. It’s almost eight o’clock and I feel like a disheveled mess. I…
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What this summer taught me about my marriage 2017

1 | My husband takes me for granted sometimes. And then I sit and list all the ways he takes me for granted and try to get all mad about it. And wouldn't you know, I take him for granted too. But then there's Grace. Thank God for Grace. Being…

When Love Languages Collide

He walked out the door completely unaware of the tears I was about to shed as soon as the back door closed. He would go outside and work in the yard oblivious to the storm brewing in my heart. I wish I could say later that night while laying…

How I realized we weren't REALLY fighting about where to eat

Satisfaction and contentment twinge in my heart while I fasten her diaper. It’s a small feeling that I get almost every weekend. It’s a quiet feeling that you don’t really recognize but you know it’s there. I quickly dress Sister and…
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Three ways NOT to date your spouse

I double checked myself in the mirror before walking back out. Murmurs of friends, families and couples drifted through the walls. I tucked loose strands of hair behind my ears, wiped away mascara smudges, took a deep breath and set myself to…

When I realized my husband wasn't enough

I hear our heavy back door thud shut. Husband is home. Thank God. I’m upstairs chasing a naked Bubby, trying to convince him that a bath is a good idea. I’ve got Sister squirming on the floor, waiting for me to nurse her so she can go to…

5 Ways Traveling with Kids Will Improve Your Marriage

I wish I could say that Mike and I traveled the world before we settled down to start a family. We did your typical yearly vacation to tourist attractions in the U.S., but nothing over-the-top. No trips to Italy to boat the canals of Venice.…
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Maybe Being Angry in your Marriage is a Good Thing

Sometimes I get so angry with my husband that I can’t even begin to explain what that anger feels like. I get incredibly frustrated. Like I just want to pull my hair out. Literally. Anything to take my mind off how angry I am. Sometimes…
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A Love Letter to My Husband

Early in the morning, rolling in bed, fluffing the covers, your soapy husband scent tickles my nose and wakes me. I inhale the familiarity and think to myself, “home.” Comfort. My home is where my heart is and you hold my heart. You’ve…

Why I Quit Rolling my Eyes at My Husband's Sports Obsession

The NFL theme song echoes up from our basement, signaling the start of the game. My husband has his traditional caffeinated beverage (usually Mt. Dew, but sometimes it’s this tea he makes that is his grandmother’s recipe) and he sits in…