Newlyweds.

People told me how hard being a newlywed is; how the first year will just about kill you, but you have to push through that.
& I won't pretend everything is easy.  I'm doing the hardest semester of my life; Sky had four tests this week, so I would have to say his isn't a cake walk either. We're both working. There are days I don't see him from 7 a.m.-9:30 p.m.  That is frustrating.
But, is being a newlywed hard?? Nah. Not really.
We're not "learning about each other's crappy qualities, because we already knew they existed.  I was prepared for there to be ten barely-used cups a day in the sink.  I knew he would leave his beard trim-y hairs on the edge of the sink (on the rare occasion that he shaves). He leaves the toothpaste cap a disaster every single day.  He is always hot and I'm always cold, and we have a constant thermostat battle going on. (I'm winning.)  He leaves a pile of dirty socks on the bedroom floor. All the time.
& I don't love him any less, for it.
I was prepared for his so-called 'bad' qualities.  I wasn't as prepared for how amazing of a husband he would be.  He cooked dinner not once but TWICE last week. & we didn't eat Hamburger Helper; they were real meals. He does the dishes as often as I do. He ran a load of darks yesterday.  He snuggles me to sleep and gets me my medicine when I'm fairly certain I might die.  He's hooked up my nebulizer too many times, the past month, and never panicked once.  He indulges me by laying in bed, naming the babies we won't be having anytime too-soon.  He is my rock, my best friend, and my secret-keeper.
Oh, and he watches the Bachelor with me.
If that's not a sign he's a keeper, then I don't know what is! :)

I'm blessed, I'm happy, and I am quite positive that I have the best husband in the world.