9 months. 273 days. 273 days split between good, bad, average, boring, emotional, emotionless, happy and sad days. Tomorrow marks nine months that my sweet, generous, smart ass, sports loving, tennis shoe hoarding, best part of me and handsome sexy AF husband made me his wife.
9 months?!! Daggguuummmm those 272.5 days have flown by I’m sure 9 months does NOT fly by for someone who is pregnant though. 9 months ago I was sipping champagne with my girls in a hotel room retelling stories from years ago, losing sleep because I was thinking it would be my luck to have a migraine on my wedding day, rethinking the 832 carbs I had consumed and thinking of how I would be so lucky to marry the man of my dreams in less than 24 hours.
9 months of marriage has already taught me so much. I realize I have a best friend like no other. Tucker has my back like no other. 9 months of marriage has also taught me to let the little things go dirty dishes in the sink instead of the dishwasher and to try to live in the moment (I have waited so long for this…to not have a countdown to see my other half) insert cheese emoji here or thumbs down if you’re a love hater.
I look at the picture below (our first look) and feel so so damn lucky that I married this man. I feel so lucky because he is more giving than ANYONE I have ever met. The tiny lines around his big blue gorgeous eyes reminds me that he always wears a smile. The calluses on his hands when he tickles my back to help me sleep at night reminds me how hard he works every single night. The love people have for him and kind things people say about Tucker reminds me how he treats others with kindness. The bright lights that I sit under so often during the week reminds me that he is living out a childhood dream. The nights that he tells me about a game reminds me that he realizes I truly care about his career. The nights that we don’t speak of baseball reminds me that baseball does not define our marriage or life. The freckles on his nose reminds me to tell him to apply more sunscreen. The way he always orders black coffee at breakfast reminds me of a dad don’t all older men always drink black coffee?!. The way he looks at me when he wakes up reminds me that I am the luckiest girl in this entire world.
9 months in and these 9 months have been the best of my life. Sharing 9 months of your entire world and life with another person is hard aint trynaaa fool y’all but man is it so rewarding. So…I hope y’all have been drinking some wine to go with this cheese I’m half a bottle of Chateau St Michelle Chardonnay in. Cheesy but so true. Marrying my best friend 9 months ago was the best decision I have ever made. Let’s be honest…it was not a hard decision.
All the heart eye and praying hands emojis tonight,
Mrs. B
**Disclaimer: UFC 202 is on in the background. Rain delay caused Tucker to text me to please record UFC 202. I was watching Scandal. I now have on UFC in the background. I win wife of the 9 months award**