Marriage is work. This I know. I also know that it’s worth it. I come from a “broken home” and while I despise that description (because I had a pretty great childhood), that really is the best way to describe it. In a nutshell, my parents divorced when I was in the 6th grade. My dad owned a very successful business so their divorce was long and horrible, with lots to argue over. Following the divorce, my siblings and I bounced between each of their homes. My brother and sister ended up living for the most part with my dad and I with my mom. My dad died of a heart attack a few years later when I was in high school, and to this day, my mom feels that they would have eventually reconciled. For this reason, and for so many others, I have always known that when I made that commitment it would be forever. In the three years that Georgia and I have been married, I have come to realize that forever, at times, takes a lot of work.
We went through a tough time similar to this when Grace was a tiny baby. I don’t think anyone prepares you for the amount of change that comes along with being a new parent. From the day that baby is born, everything is different. It changes a relationship, it changes a family, it changes a life. And while most changes are amazing and wonderful, there are some tough ones too and they don’t magically fix when your kiddo turns one.
What the past couple of weeks have shown me is that two people can stop communicating and stop fully supporting each other without either really being aware that it’s happening – until it’s happened. For us, this has involved hurt feelings, very little talking, and a tendency to overreact to the smallest things. It has also involved a lot of making up… so I am grateful for that.