Today, Clint and I have been married for four years. We have three children that both of us deeply love. We have three children that both of us look at and ask "do we have three children?" Holy shit, our lives have changed so much in the last four years. I have heard Clint walking around the house singing a tune from the wiggles. I have seen him show more patience then I knew was humanly possible. We have been shit on, pissed on and puked on. We have wiped other peoples' asses. We have had to put the needs of others before our own. Beer and wine is no longer for entertainment, it is a necessity. Clint stood by me through the death of my mother. He stood by me through pregnancy weight gain and loss (which is totally his fault). He has loved me through post partum depression. He has loved me through fights with my friends and fights with my family. He loves me for all my good and bad. He has taught me more about marriage and love in this four years then I learned in the 27...
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