How Sweet It Is

to be loved be loved by you.

Four years ago today, Husby and I recited our vows before God, family and friends, declaring our love for one another.

And oh how our life has changed in just four short years.

I’ve mentioned before that the song, “How Sweet It Is [to be loved by you]” by James Taylor was our wedding song. It represents our lighthearted nature and loving spirits, and we knew it was something we’d hear again and again during the course of our life.

But the song truly has a special place in our heart, so I’m going to share a story with you about loss, love and rebirth.

When I first became pregnant, we were beyond excited. I ate way too much, gained weight super quickly and ended up buying maternity clothes before the first trimester even ended. When we lost our baby 13 weeks into the pregnancy, we were devastated. The maternity clothes I bought one week prior all had to be returned - I will never forget when the saleswoman asked why I was returning everything. I wanted to scream at her. To shake her for her insensitivity. But, I realized she was just doing her job and wasn’t privy to my personal life and what I was going through.

After that, Husby and I decided we wouldn’t buy ANYTHING baby related until we reached the second trimester. We didn’t want to experience the pain of having to relive any single moment through returns.

Then I saw it.

It was shortly after we began trying to conceive again and we just found out we weren’t pregnant. It was a sign from God. A sign that our marriage and love was strong for one another and that, in one way or another, we would be parents.

I had to buy it.

After a short internal argument discussion, I bought it and popped the item into our closet storage at Husby’s parent’s house.

No one needed to know about this.

The following month, I was eagerly awaiting my period when it never came. Anxious, I bought a digital test to make sure there was no confusion about the results. When it came back positive I was beside myself with joy. I jumped in the car, drove out to the ‘burbs and picked up the item I so carefully hid away the previous month.

That night, when Husby came home from work, I had a little present waiting for him:

A baby bib embroidered with our wedding song lyrics and a positive pregnancy test that clearly read: Pregnant.

So you see, this song has a special place in our hearts. Not only was it the first song we danced to as a married couple, but it’s the song we think about when we remember the moment we discovered we were pregnant again. We knew there was something different about our second pregnancy. Everything just felt right.

Now, in each of our children’s rooms, we have the lyrics hidden into the murals painted on their walls, so they will always know how sweet it is to be loved.

I love you Husby.

May 19, 2007