The Day I Became a Mrs.

2 years ago today I got married.

That day was one of the best days of my life. Only to rival the birth of my Baby D.

I love this man more and more each day. Now that he is the father of my baby, the love I have for him is deeper than I ever thought possible. It is indescribable.

He does it all for me.

He is my rock.

My shoulder to lean on, and often times as of late, to cry on.

He understands me better than anyone else.

He listens to and gives me advice better than anyone else.

Most of all he loves me more than anyone else.

That is all I have ever wanted.

The day was magical and more than I ever could have wished for. I wouldn't change a single thing. Ever.

We loved A LOT.

We danced A LOT.

We kissed A LOT.

We ate A LOT.

We drank A LOT.

We laughed A LOT.

and when the night came to an end, the last candle blown out, the last guest to leave, the last hug and kiss goodbye....

I was Mrs. Lott.