Ryan's not only a great husband, he's a great dad. He continually sacrifices sleep, clean shirts and my sole attention all for the sake of his children. All day long, Sylas asks for his "Dada," and why wouldn't he? Dada is his jungle gym and his wrestling partner. Oh, and Little Ives, she's captured her daddy's heart. Future admirers are going to be shakin' in their boots.
Of course Ryan isn't perfect. Not a one of us are. As a couple, we've gone through our ups and downs, but fighting for our marriage has been so worth it! I am so in love with my husband and every day I want that love to grow, but any of you who have been married for any length of time, know that this doesn't just happen. We have to work at it. Love is a choice. While I definitely enjoy the warm fuzzies of love, I don't always feel "in love." As a woman, this is difficult. Most of us are so driven by our emotions, that it's hard to separate fact from fiction. While I always am in love with Ryan, lately I haven't been feeling very in love. Is this because Ryan is doing things differently, or is it because I'm tired, overwhelmed with all of life's changes and still trying to shed the last little bit of Ivy's previous residence? I don't want to be a wife who's swayed by every emotion and every twist in the road, but a wife who responds and acts out of love even when I don't feel like it.