Here's to the bride and groom, may they have many miserable years together!
Still, if marriage wasn't at least partly to make all parties happy, even just some of the time, then I'm sorry but what's the flipping point?
It was in that very moment that I knew that Kim was the right person to marry. I realized that I wanted to make her happy; to see her smile every day, to make her laugh every day. I wanted to be a part of her family, and my family wanted her to be a part of ours.
Sure, this statement tugs on my lady-hormones more than just a little. Nothing makes me happier than putting a smile on the faces of those I love; be it my husband, my toddler (he's an easy one), or my infant (smiles generally = gas, but I'll take what I can). I love that my husband is an integral part of my family now. I never once questioned my love for him and didn't hesitate for one minute; from the time he knelt down in front of me with a ring to the moment I said, I do. I was all in baby.
No cold feet here. The whole thing would've made for a terribly boring Rom-Com.
Maybe I am a little selfish, but if I wasn't, I would have told this amazing man who shares my life that he should find someone else to marry; someone more worthy. But then I would be alone and probably listening to James Blunt every day.
Guess what, team: My marriage is about me. It's about me and my husband and our kids. My marriage is about us.