Married...with children

So now its official. We're married.
We took vows in front of close family and friends, and most importantly eachother.
Ava was our platform for us to decide...do we jump? or just, be glorified roommates and raise our baby. So, we jumped.
And I must say, it is an amazing, indescribable feeling. So I will do my best:
The morning we woke up after our wedding day, I know we both looked at eachother and thought, 'should we feel different?'. The truth is, although we didnt admit it at the time, we didnt. In fact, I vaguely recall a little tiff over breakfast or who was in charge of cleaning up the reception or how hot the bath water was. We were taken back, this is technically our 'honeymoon' and we're arguing? It made us laugh.
Having a baby first, in a way, thrust us into the realities of marriage. No matter what, we are a team now. We are parents. we are a couple. and we have to fight. fight for US. we have to fight to be heard, to take advantage of every child-free moment to invest in US. We have to fight for romance and affection and communication and understanding and patience. This isn't a Should we or shouldnt we situation, its a 'can you handle it situation.
After a year of raising our daughter, being a couple, being parents, being roommates, being a team, we realized...we jumped a long time ago.
The wedding was our investment in eachother and our lifelong promise. the validation everyone talks about. the validation every parent needs with someone (be a groom or life partner or a best friend.). that we are in this life together, because i love you and choose You and want you. I definitely dont think marriage should have (or could have) happened for us before Ava was born. We needed to both realize the difference between being parents together and being husband and wife. To others, its the same thing. To the couple living it day to day, I can ASSURE you they are not the same thing.
I feel so blessed to have Chris in my life. I couldnt ask for a better life partner, my husband. my best friend. He understands me, he cares, he is honest and loving. The best father to Ava,
The night I looked at those two pink lines and then at chris's brave face and heard his reassuring words, I knew. He did too. We loved eachother. We were fighters and we were going to navigate this crazy thing called life and find our destiny, our fate. We love eachother and I couldnt have asked for a better beginning.
I have all the confidence in the world in us. I love him. He loves me ( God help him) and we are in this together.
For better or for worse.