Valentine's Day. After typing "Valentine's" I read it over and over and now it sounds/looks really weird. Do you ever do that? I do it with the word "fork" a lot.
Anyway, some people love it, some people hate it, and some people couldn't care one bit about it (but that's usually a defense for hating it ... not all the time ... but sometimes). Although it doesn't mean that Colt and I love each other more on this day, it is kind of fun to have a day out of the year where you go a little crazy for each other ... whether it's a bouquet of flowers, sweet note, romantic date, etc.
It was this week last year that I took a pregnancy test and realized it was positive. Crazy to think that little peanut growing inside of me last year is now almost 4 months old. I have a feeling that every Valentine's Day from now on I will not only think about my growing love for Colt, but that wonderful feeling of realizing for the first time that I would be someone's mom.
Before I had Duke, I remember people saying, "You have your love for your husband, but it's NOTHING like the love for your child." I was always confused and annoyed by that. Are you telling me I'm going to love my child more than my husband?? That's what it felt like anyway. I didn't like the way that sounded.
Now, I realize they probably meant to say something more along the lines of, "You have your love for your husband, but the love for your child is something totally different." I would agree with that. My love for Duke is different than my love for Colt. There is nothing like carrying a little human for 9 months, birthing him, and living life with him all day every day. There is also nothing in the world like that moment when a boy reaches over to hold your hand for the first time and knowing that you will be in love with this person forever.
I am lucky to have two Valentines this year. Both loves are different but both loves are overwhelming. I am truly grateful today to be a wife to Colt and a mom to Duke.
Happy Valentine's Day!
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