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Dear husband,

There’s a life in the future with little faces in photo frames instead of before our eyes, artwork and ABC magnets won’t adorn our fridge, and these leggings I’m wearing right now will be long gone.

There’s a bed big enough, where little elbows and knees won’t prod us in our sleep and only our feet will swing out in the morning.

There’s a vase placed in reach of little arms because there aren’t any, and mugs will daringly sit on the edge of the table.

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There’s a bank balance that looks a bit more forgiving, a bag I leave with that isn’t overflowing, and it will only take us 10 seconds from the door to the car.

There’s a free calendar that isn’t packed with swimming lessons, dance classes, and muddy sports shoes.

And we’ll get to know each other for a third timebefore them, with them, and then when only two jackets hang at the door.

There’s a clean car, the only noise is the hum of the radio. There will be no endless questions in a high-pitched voice from the back seat, there may even be days we don’t hear from them at all.

There’s a date night with no curfew, my mom is not needed for babysitting, and we aren’t sleeping with one eye open waiting for the shuffle of feet down the hallway. A type of freedom that feels heavy.

There’s a house that’s clean, maybe our couch is new, and we aren’t stepping on LEGOs or toy cars either. In fact there’s not much color anywhere, remember how we hated all the color? Remember how it came with so much happiness?

There’s a dinner table that feels big, we aren’t negotiating bites of vegetables, or wiping little hands and mouths.

But sometimes there’s a knock on the door and the table is full once more.

There’s a shower that doesn’t sound like baby cries, a coffee that is warm, and my body will be my own. We won’t wear tired the same way but time will have aged us anyway.

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There will be hard moments to come that will make these moments look easy, but we’ll remember.

We’ll remember the first words, the curls, the “I love yous” the moments we almost broke, and how we held each other through it. We’ll laugh and we’ll cry just like we did then.

There’s a life in the future and it’s coming for us every day. So let’s get swept up in the beautiful chaos in front of us.

Let’s make the future wait a little longer.

Because I love this life with you so muchthis one right now.

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Jessica Urlichs

Stay at home mother to my two children Holly & Harry born a year apart. Lives in New Zealand with her husband and of course Bentleigh & Winson, my two adorable fur babies. Writing has always been my passion since a young girl, I love to connect with others on this challenging yet incredible journey of motherhood. Follow along on Facebook and Instagram.

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