Must be doing something right

I've been married for 3 1/2 years (June 22nd makes 4). People swear up and down that we've been together forever and I'll be the first to admit, it sure seems as such. To describe our relationship, it was a whirlwind; something you only see in movies. It was literally like "boy meets girl. Girl falls in love with boy. They live happily ever after." I had just come out of a long relationship and he did as well. I guess at that time we both were tired of playing games, couldn't let life pass us by and felt it was worth the try. Plus it doesn't help that God had to have aligned the stars perfectly for us on the day we met.

I've had many people tell us that we're like best friends and I suppose you can say that. We have an open relationship in the sense that everything that is felt is laid out on the table. There's no such thing as hiding it or letting it go unsaid. If you think it, you feel it and that's how we roll. In such a short time, our relationship has gotten to the point where we can finish each other sentences, we know what the other is thinking and things that used to seem like a big deal have become quite minor. And yes, we refer to ourselves as the Barack and Michelle of the "regular" world.

People ask us how we make it work. We have 3 small children (ages 4, 2, 1), he works full time at a demanding job in a demanding yet shakey field, I work full time and we both have somewhat social lives. It's not the easiest thing to do because there are days when I want to forget that I'm a wife and mother and just be me -- Aniyah -- but the more I think, I realize that being a wife and mother is one of my greatest accomplishments and achievements. It's something I wouldn't trade for the world. I try to explain to people that we're really not doing anything special and sometimes if you only knew, you'd be like "oh em gee! All of that to be married?!?!" But again, it's something that comes along with the game.

The fact is, every day is different but the feeling I had when we first started dating is still there. I still get excited when I know he's on his way home. I still get the jitters sometimes. I still smile from ear to ear just by looking at him. Sometimes my day doesn't go right if I don't speak to him -- it's like a daily ritual. I still have a twinkle in my eyes. And yes, I still blush! Hey, what can I say?! He must be doing something right!!!

Don't know what I did to earn a love like this but baby, I must be doin' something right!