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It is our 8th year together. Our 8th Valentine’s Day together and our 8th year of marriage.
Eight years seem like a lifetime and a blink of an eye. I know you so well, sometimes it seems we are one person.

You have grown so much in these 8 years, as a man, a husband and a friend.
We complete each other, and each other’s sentences.
We’re always on the same page.
We think the same thoughts, we fear the same things, we love the same stuff.

I absolutely love it when you come to me each morning and give me “morning kisses”, and then rush down to cut my “morning fruit”. It has become our routine, however it is never going to get boring.

I love how we have special names for each other, which evolved into more complicated and more adorable names over the years, and transformed into unpronounceable words that only you and I can undertstand and say.

I love how we know each other strengths and weaknesses and help each other do things we don’t like. I am good at research and marketing, you are great at sales. I’m a planner, you’re a procrastinator. I hate doing dishes, you don’t mind taking it over for me.

I love how we have the exact same parenting styles, even though we don’t have kids yet.

I love how you put up with my picture taking and actually get into it once in a while.

You are my best and my only one.
From the day we spoke on the phone for the first time at 3 am my time for 3 hours to this moment on.

I can’t imagine a more perfect man for me.

I LOVE YOU!

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Linking up with Say Hi Sunday and Sunday Snapshot

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I had asked this question on my other blog hosted on a Russian website of my Russian friends and co-bloggers.
And I got really amazing inspirational and insightful answers from both single people and married women with kids, married women without kids, those that decided they didn’t want to have kids and those who don’t want to have kids just yet.
I understood each person’s point. I’ve been there: single not being able to imagine having a kid, where pregnancy would be about one of the worst things that could happen to me. Married but so happy with our married life that I felt absolutely no need to have kids just yet. Also wanting kids but not sure if we should have kids, that we should change our life drastically.

So now I thought I’d ask the same question of my blog readers: moms and future moms alike.
What made you want to have a baby? Was it planned because  the time was right? Was it unplanned and how did it change your life? What would you tell yourself a few years ago when you were childless and having fun now that you know what it’s like to be on both sides?

All answers are welcome, whether you’re overwhelmed with responsibility and not sure if life would have been easier without or if it’s the best thing that could have happened to you!
I’m not looking for religious answers or that children are gifts from God. I want to hear true-life feelings and emotions, rationalizations and doubts.
Share your stories!

In the meantime I’d like to post these pictures of a beautiful family I know who has their second child a months ago ( both unplanned). These were shot by me behind the scenes  of a photoshoot by my friend Leeka from MM Works. It was freeeeeezing that day on the beach. I felt so bad about little baby Alex who was only a few weeks old. In between the shooting, i’d take him from his mother and hug him tightly to warm me up and he’s fall asleep in my arms each time.

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I meant to post this last week :) LOL
I really can’t believe it’s Friday again. Weeks seem to be flying by. Maybe it’s because I’m working a lot… Or maybe not enough.
So here I was on a Friday night driving to Kohls to get some household stuff. Oh, the life of a supermodel!!! I’m just kidding. I can’t even categorize my life at this point. It’s on the cusp of something amazing… But just not there yet.

I have so much to write about. Seriously, I’ve never had so much inspiration. I attribute it to the new format of blogging. Here. On my own.

I have over 15 drafts with posts I thought would be cool to write. So expect the unexpected and en masse.

But for now, my week in photos:

Weekly couples masks. My favorite. Cosmetics line is Origins. Because it’s natural and because it makes my skin feel the way no other cream does. So when we got a sample charcoal mask I was sold – clears your pores like no other! I finally dragged my hubby to the Origins store at Dillard and let the sales lady work her charm on him. We walked away with $300 worth of creams but from that moment on, my DH has been diligently putting his creams on and it’s been showing. His skin is smooth and glowy and super-puper young.

Jakey crashed out in my arms. I’m the kind of person that if a cat fell asleep on me, I won’t move until said cats wakes up. So I sat at my kitchen table for like 40 minutes :)

Sunsets in our bedroom. Hanging out by the Christmas tree

Beautiful Florida days. It was cold but gorgeous. The photos were taken with my iPhone camera, so excuse the quality. I had edited them a bit to reduce the noise and the “amateur” quality of a phone cam. This place is amazing. It’s a Garden of Courage and Hope built by a man whose wife died from cancer after a long long battle. This garden is located directly across from the hospital where his wife spent her time fighting cancer and is a wonderful getaway for all people, sick and visiting.

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 I used to be a crazy photographer. I have 45,000 pictures from the last 2-3 years and don’t even have a baby to photograph. This year I’ve slowed down with my picture-taking, so when I woke up after Thanksgiving ready to shoot something, it was an urge I could resist, to my husband’s chagrin. 

We got ready to go get some Black Friday shopping done, happened to put on matching outfits, and after a quick look in the mirror , I knew who my next photography victim was going to be. Since i stopped maniacally taking pictures, we haven’t taken any fun/good family photos in the past year. So I dragged A. around the house  like a mad woman armed with a tripod, a nifty-fifty and a Mark II. The result was a bit better than expected. 

Here are some of them: