A Little Sign

I am proud to say that I always know that my JC loves me. I love him and he loves me and it just works. I don't know why. I guess after 18 years together and 17 years married - somehow it just works.

I'm not gonna lie - sometimes it is hard. REALLY HARD. Sometimes I forget that he loves me. Sometimes we both get so caught up in the day-to-day crap that we lose sight of each other. Sometimes we both forget to engage each other.

But then there are those little moments. Moments that he isn't even aware of - that I know without a doubt that this is where I am suppose to be and that he loves me.

Yesterday I had one of those moments.

I was sitting in his work parking lot waiting to pick him up. I was watching him come out the door and he was laughing. Real genuine smile. When he got in the car I asked him what was up. He said that one of his co-workers was congratulating him on the new baby. So I ask how did the guy know. He tells me that he took an ultrasound picture and put it on the fridge in the break room. He said he left it there for a few days and then decided that 'people might not wanna see our fetus while they are getting their lunch' - so he has it up on the wall in his cubicle.

I didn't know he took a picture to work. I've been smiling inside every since he told me.

I know he loves me. I know he loves our family. And no matter how stressful or hard things get here, he is still proud of us. No matter how crazy I am or how much I bug him about silly things, he still wants the world to know that we have each other and our kids.

I am SO SO SO LUCKY!