The days are dwindling where its just the two of us. With all the excitement leading up to the arrival of our little one, its sometimes easy to forget - but there are many days that I think about how much these last 6 years of just him and I has meant to me. How much fun we have had, how much we have changed and how much we have learned about each other, and how we have learned to mutually respect all of our differences. (well most of the time) He loves to stay up late working on projects or organizing something around the house, while I love to be in bed by 9:30 so I can get up at 5 in order to get a workout in and enjoy some coffee and breakfast before I leave the house. He could talk to strangers for hours on end, while I feel awkward and uneasy around anyone new.
We have traveled the world, yet still made a nice little home in our Kansas City community. We both love staying active in anyway we can, and live for summers on the lake. He is the best at comforting me when I feel uneasy.. or scared.. or anxious. He takes the time to listen and gives thoughtful responses. He is my biggest fan, and probably gives me wayy to much credit most of the time.
I know he will make the best father, and when I'm feeling nervous about becoming a mom, I always feel settled after reminding myself that I won't be alone. That I will have him by my side and there to help with whatever I will need and assure me everything is going to work out okay.
These next two weeks will be spent in Italy and France for time I will treasure forever as it is our last big trip just the two of us. It could be the hormones and heightened sentimental spectrum but I always get a little teary-eyed when I think about our last 6 years, our new baby, and the life we have ahead of us. It's exciting and scary and probably a thousand other emotions I can't articulate all felt at the same time. So happy and blessed to have this vacation with my hubby, our last big hurrah! An'd can't wait to share some of our photos of the next few weeks!