That’s right! My wife is with child.  She is five weeks pregnant. I am so jovial, it makes me cry. It’s so funny as a man, when our wives/significant others get pregnant, we parade around as though we have secured peace in the Middle-East.  I feel like George on Seinfeld: “MyBoys Can Swim!“.

Hell Yeah!

Hell Yeah!

This is such a spectacular time for me, not to mention how my wife, Alexa feels; the bond that she has physically carrying our child. Now, I am not going to act like we have the exact perfect marriage, in fact I don’t believe anyone does. We have learned in the short time we have been married, that you get out of it exactly what you put into it.  Have we had the easiest first year of marriage thus far? No, it is quite a learning experience. But there is something about getting pregnant and bringing a child into our lives that jump-starts a relationship(even though we didn’t need it), especially a marriage. It is like utilizing a defibrillator to our marital liveliness.

****Warning! I am going to get super sappy and emotional****

As I have said before I am still to this day a practicing Roman-Catholic.  And as Catholics, we Revere, in respect, to the saints. One of those Saints was Saint Basil The Great, and he was popular for saying ” Beside each believer stands an Angel, as protector and shepherd leading him to life”. What that teaches me is that no matter what’s going on in my life, albeit exciting, or tragic, or indifference, that my God has a plan. That my faith must persevere under all conditions.  My wife, family, and dear friends have shown me love, and a life I never could’ve dreamed of nor thought I ever deserved.  The feeling I get reminds me of Matthew 11:2-6 . I feel like I understand the “mystery of faith”, and how apparent it is that the blind see, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead rise, and the poor in spirit have the good news preached to them.  My wife is the angel(protector and shepherd) in my life.

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