I know technically you can only be married or not married, but there is a time, at the beginning where your single self is slowly melting into your spouse. Kind of a learning curve as a couple. There is still some mystery being discovered.Okay. So I just had a baby and my belly just looks different. I found an innocent looking camisole that was labeled “shape wear”. Sounds so harmless. I never even suspected it would attack me, tie me up and hold me hostage.
And then come the moments when you feel married.
A few days ago I needed Jason’s help in a way I never imagined I ever would. I got stuck in a girdle. He had to pry it loose.
How she looks when she first wakes up.
How much toothpaste he leaves in the sink.
Giving birth to a child that is all yours and all his.
Being scared or heartbroken or disappointed and realizing he is
the only one you want to comfort you.
I got in it with only minimal groaning and gnashing of teeth. But then, while I was trying to take it off, it pounced and left me stranded with both arms above my head, unable to move. I was forced to call for help and although Jason wasn’t completely surprise I was in such a strange state of affairs, the situation did call for a bit of explaining.
I was again thankful to be married to such a strong, patient and helpful man.
Jason, you’re my hero.
When have you felt married?