Two hundred and eight weeks.
One thousand four hundred and fifty-six days.
Thirty four thousand nine hundred and forty-four hours.
I learned how you play with babies.
I fell in love with the way you make Lincoln laugh, with the way you ask to check on him every evening, and the way I can go back to sleep every Saturday morning instead of hanging out with the baby 😉
We have certainly never worked so hard in a single year of marriage and am I grateful, that amid all the struggles, ‘we’ are always a constant. I love you, mister, forever and always.
These photos were taken just before our anniversary last year when Lincoln was still a happy secret we were keeping (although we totally told the photographer – and we ended up using a picture from this shoot for our pregnancy announcement sketch here).