Will He Still Love Me Tomorrow?

I've learned that there is a totally new sense of humility when one shares their entire life with someone. The things that you were able to "get away" with before, no longer can you get away with. For guys this may be leaving the toilet seat up or leaving the dishes in the sink. For me, well lets just say I didn't think I would EVER do this and when it did happen, I was beyond embarrassed with myself. It's taking a lot for me to put this out there and I know some may think it's crude and wonder why I'm writing about it, but I've learned a lot through this experience and because of that, I feel that I should share. I've also come to terms with the fact that it really does happen to everyone at least once in their life and if they say that it never has, they are lying to themselves. So please promise that you will not judge me or look at me differently after this post because I am really putting myself out there. Promise?

I don't know if this is something that happens after you turn 30 or if it is something that just magically happens after you are married. It's like all of a sudden your body turns against you and desires to place you in the most embarrassing moments ever. So....here it is....

I woke up last night......
                      My lower body vibrating.....
                                                    and I finally realize....
                                                                            I've just farted in my sleep...
                                                                                                                 and it's just woken me up!!

I laid there in sheer terror, wondering if this unfortunate event has also woken up my husband. Oh, the horror! He'd never look at me the same way again. I would never be considered attractive again. I now have the title "Gross and Loud Farting Wife" written on my forehead. I was relieved to find that this incident had not disturbed Noah. I fretted over this experience for quite a while, but I finally fell asleep knowing that my secret was safe. Noah would never have to know that his wife farts to the point that it wakes her from her sleep.

The next morning I was over the humiliation and realizing the humor in what had happened. It's so funny how you can hear of this happening to other people, but feel that you are so far removed from it and that it would never happen to you. When it does happen, and you find yourself in that moment of humiliation, it's priceless.

Noah could see that something was up. He has a great way of knowing when the wheels are turning inside my head. He of course asks me what I'm thinking about and I of course say, "nothing". I didn't know if I could tell him. The thought that he would for sure find me unattractive and want to leave me flashed through my mind. Finally, I mustered up the courage and shared this awful event with him. After hearing the story, the expression on his face was...a mix of joy, relief, wonder, and like he had just heard the funniest joke on the planet. He looked at me and in his expression, I knew, that he thought I was something special. Every hesitation and fear in my body that I would some how disappoint Noah by not being perfect had disappeared. I was amazed at his love for me.

Humility continues to be one of the key words in this relationship and it seems to come in the funniest of packages. As we continue to get to know one another and how this marriage thing works, we are surprised by all of the great things we are learning about one another and ourselves as a couple.

I thank God for moments like these.

Oh, and I should mention that Noah has also experienced an event much like this one, only instead of being terrified of what I may think, he has this sense of pride, as if he has accomplished something great. I have been woken up in the middle of the night, not by my own flatulence, but by the stench wafting from underneath the covers from Noah's side of the bed. I'm not kidding. It literally woke me up!

It seems we may just be the perfect couple. ;)

The Most Important Year of Our Lives

So, supposedly this whole being married thing is a big deal...or so we've heard...many, many times.

I would totally agree.

I've learned a lot in the last nine months. I have a feeling however, that there is a whole lot more to learn; about Noah, about myself, about marriage, and life in general. From the very beginning, Noah and I have known that it wasn't going to be a cake walk and we've wanted to prepare ourselves (as best as we can) for the journey that lies ahead. So....we bought a book that would tell us everything (don't we wish)!

Although this book could never fully prepare us for all that lies ahead as Noah and I travel through life together, we have found it to be insightful and challenging at times and it has brought us some great topics to discuss.

What book is it you ask?

The Most Important Year of Any Man's/Woman's Life by Susan and Mark DeVries and Bobbie and Robert Wolgemuth. It's two books in one- there's a book from the female perspective and a book from the male perspective. The two books meet in the middle with reading and an "activity" for the couple to do together once they have each read their portion. It's a book that could be read at any stage of marriage. I usually run away from any reading that may potentially tell a woman how she should be a wife and how man should be a husband however, that is not what this book is about at all. Their ideas are very open, untraditional (which is what I like), and yet still honest.

So far, it's been great and both Noah and I would highly recommend it for any couple.
It's a fun read, not boring, it gets you laughing at yourself, your significant other, and sparks some great conversation.