10 years, 3652 days.
That's how long it's been since we got married. We've had two nights apart in that time, one when Brodie was born and one when he was kept in hospital overnight. That seems like a long time, a lot of days and a lot of nights when you write it down.
And although we've been married for ten years we actually got 'together' (if such a thing can count when you are 16) in 1996. Which is nearly twenty years ago. Which is enough to make my head hurt a bit because I don't feel a day older than 18. And that just doesn't make any sense does it?
So what have I learned from ten years of marriage?
Well I know that we'll never have a tidy show house because neither or of us care enough to make that happen (and one of us cares much, much, less about that ever happening!).
I've learned that Greig can make me laugh until I cry in almost any circumstance, active labour being the most recent time I've enjoyed his particular brand of dry humour.
I believe that if I suddenly announced a burning desire to become an astronaut Greig would be wholeheartedly supportive.
That manflu is indeed a real thing. And it's more painful for partners than the actual menfolk it afflicts.
I never run out of things to say to Greig. We hardly ever sit in silence but if we do that's ok too. We've never gone to bed without making up after an argument because I can never sleep without making our peace. He buys thoughtful presents which I'm sure other people would think are complete dross but mean the world to me. At this time in our lives parenting sort of sucks up most of our time and brainspace and energy but he is the best Dad and I look forward to a time in our lives when we'll have more of the above for each other again. I can be grumpy but Greig is pretty much Mr Positive. A couple of times a year he will wake up in a foul mood and stay that way all day and I try not to laugh at him because it's completely out of character. We both feel passionately about lots of things and we don't agree on everything but on lots of things our understanding and opinions overlap.
I've learned not to compare my relationship with others (or in fact compare myself to others at all, that way madness lies). I've learned that it's okay to ask for help, to lean on your partner when you are down and that I'm strong enough to hold him up when he is down. There are a lot of evenings spent watching box sets and drinking tea but when you are with the one you love that's a fantastic way to spend an evening.
The most wonderful thing is that 10 years feels like five minutes. We have so much more to learn about each other and about marriage. I still feel so excited to think about what life has in store for us because I know we will face it together with laughter and love. Another ten years? Oh go on then.......
Check out my inky thumb. Apparently I cannot use a fountain pen.