Happy Valentines Day!

My husband is just happy he didn't get two pink lines this year. For those that don't know, we found out both times we were pregnant on Valentines Day, which I happen to find endearing. A few weeks ago my husband said out of the blue "This year for Valentines Day I would like a store bought gift."

And, well, I am happy to comply. Don't get me wrong, even as hard as it is having a fussy baby and a toddler I still wonder what it would be like to try for a boy. Knowing our luck it would still be another girl and then my husband would be really ripped off at me. Assuming of course that I could trick talk him into trying for another one. No, I guess we are done.

So this year for Valentines Day I just could not think of anything remarkable to buy him. He has everything. And anything he doesn't have are things he doesn't really want anyway. I really wracked my brain to come up with something meaningful and it hit me on my way to work a few days ago. It was such a heartfelt idea I wished I had come up with it about a month ago so I would have had time to pull it off.

I decided I would write him a journal. Similar to the letters I write to my beautiful children, but in this case I am starting ten years too late, so I decided I would try and write out some of my most beloved memories to start with and then I could journal current memories as they happen. And then it kind of morphed into the thought that it would be better if I could do it scrapbook style, not so that I could spend a ton of time adding photos and embellishments but more so that I could add pages in any order. That way I don't have to remember all my favorite events chronologically but I can add them to the book once I do remember them.

I found a beautiful 8x8 scrapbook that was perfect- it has a clasp that holds it shut and the word "memories" is emroidered on the front. It is a milk chocolate color- so it is definitely masculine enough. I wrote him the first entry and scrapbooked a picture of our very first weekend trip together. Which, coincidentally, was the first weekend in February, 1999. Here is what I wrote:

Sweetie,

Can you believe it has been ten years? TEN YEARS. Did you ever imagine 10 years ago that we would be where we are today? Did you know ten years ago that the next ten years were going to go by in the blink of an eye?

You have made me so happy. You have made me the person I am today, a better person, and I am just thankful every single day.

I started thinking back over the last ten years- the laughter, the tears, the joy, and the heartache. I realized we have had many memories. Things I never want to forget- and so I decided to write you a journal of our memories- at least as I remember them. Maybe they won't be the same as you remember- for example I (for the record) never licked the bottom of the popcorn bucket on our first date. But the point is that without a doubt I remember how much fun we have had together.

I remember how you can always make me laugh. You never let me get too far ahead of myself, and you have always taken care of me even when I don't think I need to be taken care of. I love you for all of these things.

Did you ever think ten years ago that this is where you'd be ten years later? I know it's better than I ever imagined. Thank you. I love you with all my heart.

 

 

May you all have a blessed Valentines Day.

Comments

[Kami]

You are too sweet. Your hubby is so lucky to have a wife like you and frankly, your children are lucky to have such a wonderful mom. Happy Valentine's Day!!

[Mrs M]

Jenn - What a lovely gift. Yes, you are lucky, but so too is your husband. Happy Valentines honey, I was wondering about the two pink lines ;)

[Laura]

Oh come on....go ahead and try for that boy. Don't leave Harrison to be the only boy to carry on the family name. That's a lot of pressure!