Still crazy in love?

He's either blind or still crazy in love. Hubby made the following comment to me during dinner last night.

"You are prettier today than the day I married you."

We were eating at a pizza place, Maddio's, only because we had a coupon for a free pizza with the purchase of another pizza and two beverages. It was just the two of us as Annabelle was spending the night with my parents. We haven't had dinner out, just the two of us, in a very, very long time! I think the last time was our anniversary back in July.

I had said to hubby, "You know, I look at pictures of myself two and a half years ago and then now, and I think, 'man, I look so much older. She [Annabelle] has really aged me.'"

His response was, "I don't think so. You are prettier today than the day I married you."

You think that comment would have been followed by laughter from him, but it wasn't. He was dead serious. So, I am convinced that he is either blind or still crazy in love.

The Hands of the Bride and Groom

http://www.thepurplehouse.net/wedding/hands.html

Click on the link above. I just thought I would share this writing with everyone. It is called "The Hands of the Bride and Groom." I heard it for the first time just recently when we attended a wedding for some friends of ours (my husband graduated from college with the groom) on November 10th. If I had heard of the above writing when my husband and I got married back in 2000, I probably would have included it in our marriage ceremony as well.

I think it is beautiful, and the parts that hit me the most were:

"These are the hands you will place with expectant joy against your stomach, until he too, feels his child stir within your womb."

"These are the hands that look so large and clumsy, yet will be so gentle as he holds your baby for the first time."

When the priest recited those two verses during the ceremony, it really made me tear up as I thought of all the times that I held my husband's hands to my stomach while I was pregnant so that he could also feel our baby move within me. It brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it.

And, it brings more tears of joy and happiness when I think of him holding Annabelle for the very first time. He waited so long to hold her as he wasn't able to hold her the day she was born. He had to wait until the next day because of her complications in the hospital. I was fortunate enough to hold her for 5 minutes or so shortly after she was born before they whisked her away quickly to the NICU. And, when we visited her in the NICU, and they offered to let us hold her again for the very first time after they had whisked her away, he never once asked to hold her before me. I know he must have been anxious to hold her, and I, obviously, was still overwhelmed after giving birth that I didn't even realize until later in the evening that he had yet to hold our baby that we created together. I hope that one day Annabelle will be as unselfish as her father.

Thank you God for such a beautiful miracle! And, thank you for blessing us with a little fighter!