When I walked down the aisle nearly 10 years ago, I had high hopes to still be married by our 10-year anniversary. I also had some vague ideas of what that celebration and married life would look like.I imagined that maybe we would have a child, maybe not. We were definitely ambivalent about having children during our first few years of marriage.
At around five years into our marriage, I thought we might still be just a married couple with no children and envisioned a lavish vacation somewhere or maybe receiving some fancy jewelry - or both!
During our six year anniversary, I was very pregnant with our daughter but felt fabulous and a nice, big meal out was the perfect way to celebrate. With a young child, some of my expectations for the Big 10 changed. I started imagining a big family party or just going out to a nice dinner. The expensive getaway and bling weren't necessarily off the table but seemed less likely.
Well now it's almost our 10 year anniversary and I guess the funny thing is my husband and I truly are meant to be together because we both agree we have no idea how to celebrate it. In my impeccable sense of timing I'm pregnant once again. Although I'm not as far along as last time, it's been kind of rough with baby number two, making it next to impossible to make any plans - even booking a restaurant has seemed unlikely with the way I've felt at times.
So no lavish vacation and I'm not expecting or hoping for any bling. No big party either, which I'm happy about because I don't have to plan it. But I do feel like we should do SOMETHING to commemorate the fact that not only are we still married, we generally seem to still like each other and enjoy being together. And I feel it's worth observing a milestone for a married life that is vastly different and more wonderful than the thoughts that swirled in my head on my wedding day.
Well, we have a little time to figure something out but maybe I should start thinking now about our 20th? Hmm.
Originally Published By Sandra K. Lee on May 5, 2010 on the New Jersey Mom's Blog.
Sandra K. Lee