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We sat at a bar booth and ordered wine and split food.<\/p>\n
We lingered longer than we may have otherwise and we talked, about more than a day\u2019s worth of usual.<\/p>\n
And for a few minutes, it felt like before.<\/p>\n
It felt like before, when \u2018us\u2019 meant the two of us, and not the four of us.<\/p>\n
It felt like before, when they, the babies, were a pipedream, a someday thing, a \u2018maybe when we\u2019re ready\u2019 thought.<\/p>\n
It feels like forever ago that it was just us\u2014who we were when we fell in love and when that love was the only love we knew.<\/p>\n
What we did when the days were ours and only ours. Who I was when my body was mine and only mine.<\/p>\n
Because the truth is that \u2018us\u2019 is more now.<\/p>\n
And that\u2019s the magic of babies and families and of raising little people.<\/p>\n
There\u2019s more love.<\/p>\n
It expands and it grows in ways you can\u2019t really understand until it happens.<\/p>\n
But you know what\u2019s also true?<\/p>\n
That \u2018us\u2019 is what started all of this four years ago on a sunny Saturday afternoon.<\/p>\n
That \u2018us\u2019 was enough.<\/p>\n
That \u2018us\u2019 took this plunge (and oh, thank goodness we did).<\/p>\n
That \u2018us\u2019 gets lost in the shuffle of the new, louder and more chaotic, nonstop \u2018us\u2019 of all of us.<\/p>\n
That \u2018us\u2019 changes and ebbs and flows and moves and grows.<\/p>\n
And that\u2019s okay.<\/p>\n
And sometimes? It\u2019s nice to see just \u2018us\u2019 again\u2014even just for a few minutes.\u201d<\/p>\n
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