An Anniversary

Today is my 5yr wedding anniversary.

Our wedding was awesome...

The 5 years that followed have been rougher and a far different ride than either of us ever expected.

We started just after the wedding, with a honeymoon to Belize that would see the most flooding they had seen in 60ish years.

These chairs were on what was our resorts beach…

The winds were just below what would have been considered a tropical storm. Which is even funnier because had it been a tropical storm, our insurance would have covered things. But, it was below the threshold enough, that it just ruined most of the trip.

We were lucky to get pregnant not long after we started trying. As you know, that resulted in the awesome kid that is Kenzie.

But with Kenzie came a hospitalization for RSV at 2months

And another hospitalization and throat surgery just before 3 months.

It was as she was healing from that, doctors found her murmur.

A murmur that by 6 months would have them planning open heart surgery.

That surgery happened one week after her first birthday.

She was doing great…we got pregnant with Spencer and moved into a new home, and got a family friendly car.

We thought, after Kenzie, Spencer would be easy. That the tides were turning, good luck and everything had to be on our side.

How wrong we were.

We went into the hospital happy and ready for our baby boy.

The next six weeks made Kenzies journey feel easy. Seeing her after open heart surgery hooked up to every machine and struggling, we thought would be the hardest thing we would go through as parents.

Spencer, made Kenzies issues seem easy.

6 weeks after he was born, he was gone.

The world felt so against us.

………

5 months later, we were surprised to learn we were expecting again. While Emerson has been healthy as they come, he was also born during a worldwide pandemic, and a fairly unstable political climate, especially for the U.S.

So smooth sailing is not a term I would use.

2015-2020 has been a ride, like the old, should have been condemned but is somehow still held together with duct tape and gum, type of ride.

I would love for the next 50 years to be a much smoother, much happier ride. I mean, I understand a ride running that long is still going to have it's bumps, I'm just looking for it to not go off the rails or leave us feeling like we ended up on some maniac clowns revenge ride. That's all.

So to the highs of the last five years- let’s keep going. To the lows-we are still standing, we are still here, but don’t test us. please.

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