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What I don't write about...

It may seem odd to some that I almost never write about my husband and our relationship. There are no heart-felt entries going on about him and how much I love him. The thing is, my husband requested I don't write about him a long time ago. He's of the mindset that our relationship is between us not the rest of the world. I respect that and therefore, don't write about our relationship.
What I will say is that I am madly in love with my husband. We are very close. We are a team. We are complete opposites, but never fight(even when I sometimes yell). In our years together we have had maybe 3 serious arguments. He's the love of my life and the best dad I know. He knows me through and through which is why he's not bothered by the entries that involve any past relationships or love affairs (the ex files)because he doesn't expect me to forget what made me who I am today. What matters most is the here and now. We tell each other all the time how lucky we are to have the sort of relationship we have and we know we are truly blessed (although I'm not sure that's a word in his vocabulary).
Now that we're parents, we do all we can to remain a couple as well. We have no babysitters (no family here or fiends that aren't parents themselves) so we don't get to go out for dinners or drinks like we used to. What we do now is have morning dates. When Ethan is at nursery school, we make time for each other. I dress nice for him (as sexy as I can for 9AM) and do my hair & make-up as I would if we were going out to dinner. We go out for coffee, shopping, lunch or stay home for other things he wouldn't like me to mention. When we're out, we hold hands just as we always have and we never ever refer to each other by our names - just 'Babe'. I have heard him say my name very few times in all the years we are together so when he does say it, it either sounds odd or makes me weak in the knees (depending on the setting).
I know we're not like other couples. We're not jealous or hung up on each other's past. Which is why it makes me laugh when he breaks out in big red blotches if any one has anything unkind to say about his ex and why he doesn't mind at all that my blog has a category titled 'The ex files' or that I believe once you love someone - you always love them. The nature of the love may change, but it's still love that is not erased just because your relationship ends.
I know I'm breaking the rules here by writing about our relationship, but I'm hoping one time in years will be ok. I'd love to add a photo here, but that would definitely be crossing a line!

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Dee said…
I hope it was not me that caused you to write this. I honestly didn't mean anything by it x

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