If there is one thing I have learn’t from last weeks move, it is that Nathan and I are a team – and a good one at that too. We are both workers, both strong, and when there is something to do that requires us both then we get on with it side by side mostly with a laugh and lots of chatter, and we accomplish our goals.
It hasn’t always been that smooth (my birth with Ethan is a prime example of us “singing from different hymn sheets” with regards expectations of our roles), and there are times when I feel that we’re not on the same team and that maybe we are pulling in different directions, or rather our expectations of one another aren’t understood by the other. There are times of course where I may get quite mad at him or wound up and frustrated by all manner of things (and especially when I am tired I may be extra snappy)! And I am sure that I annoy him too, though he does well at hiding it, biting his tongue and his patience, love and quick forgiveness with me despite my attitude helps us remain on the same side!
But now after 4 kids and almost 8 years of marriage, we are showing the world in many scenarios we have faced and do face, that we are on the same team and it’s something that brings me great joy!
I love the feeling of accomplishing something together, the feeling of knowing we have both pulled our weight, put in the work and succeeded as a team. I love when we can celebrate at the happiness we have created and the things we have achieved.
I often wonder what I would do without Nathan…or even what life was once like without him in it. I wonder what I would do without my team mate and bestie or how I would have got through all we have faced? I am better, and life is better/more fulfilling (and he says the same) for being married to each other.
Our most recent adventure together of course has been moving house. People like to say how stressful this is, and I can certainly agree with that, but not in the way I thought. The actual idea of moving, finding a new home and the reality of being in a new place is all rather exciting. The jobs along the way with solicitors etc were mostly expected and now this weekend we have actually loved settling into our new life back home in East Yorkshire.
The Packing, cleaning and then driving all of your life elsewhere isn’t even that stressful either, it feels like an exciting new adventure and something I can only describe as being right. But for me, I found that the stress comes when you move with kids in tow. When you pack something and turn around and find it unpacked. When you clean a room and they mess it up again. When you’re trying to load/unload a van and they’re just there nagging away. When you tip something and they pull it out. When you need to unload the van to storage and realise you never arranged for anyone to watch them…Now that’s stressful.
But we worked together in the way we know how – side by side and as a team. Slowly and surly it came together with the help of friends and some family, and we did it! We were exhausted, homeless and at now at Grandma’s, but it was together that we got here in our lives, and it was as a team that we did what we set out to do and created happiness and a new chapter.
I am so glad that I found someone that loves me like he does, that can be clam under pressure, work hard alongside me and be my team mate and supporter of our team every step of the way. We have so many dreams and goals that I know we can fulfil because we are in with both feet, each others supporters and playing for the team!