DH.

In internet message board land, DH is a term that refers to one's husband. It's short for darling (or darn) husband.

My DH and I do not have a perfect marriage. I say that because I don't think anyone has a perfect marriage. It's just not possible. However, we both work really hard to have a good marriage. We've learned each others Love Language and worked really hard to be good communicators. We very seldom fight as we can usually get things worked out before it escalates. We bear one another's burdens and work cooperatively to make sure all of the "stuff/chores" of life get done.

Currently, we work opposite schedules. I stay home with the baby during the day while he goes to work. After he comes home and we've had dinner as a family, I work. This schedule isn't ideal, but it allows me to be Malone's primary caregiver (and save on daycare costs). It doesn't leave a lot of room in our day to spend time together sans baby.

Yet, I still feel as connected to him and in love with him as the day we got married. I've been working hard to facilitate this connection, one that could so very easily been lost. We've gone to the park on lunch time dates, enjoying a few stolen moments of conversation while the baby sleeps in his car seat. We've taken a few seconds to snuggle before getting up out of bed to get Malone in the morning.

DH, you still make me feel ooey-goey inside. I love you more than shoes.