Sunday, November 20, 2011

10-year marriage review

Ten years ago today, Jeremy and I got married. Let's take a look at how that's going for us, shall we?

I married Jeremy for a lot of reasons, including because he always made me laugh. Status: he still always makes me laugh. With some of the exact same jokes as ten years ago, even!

Another reason I married Jeremy is because I knew he came with a lifetime of international adventure guarantee. Status: Yep, we've had a lot of international adventures, and I couldn't be happier. (Note: a lot of people have assumed that Jeremy sprung the whole international living thing on me after we were married. Fact: that is not true. I went into this with my eyes wide open, people.)

I loved Jeremy because he was a nerdy linguist like me. Status: he is still a nerdy linguist (and I still love him). A nerdy linguist with approximately four more degrees than when I first met him, no less. (He technically has two master's degrees. Linguists do not get any nerdier than that.)



Of course, I also married Jeremy because I knew he would be fabulously wealthy right out of his undergrad degree. Status: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. But you know, a lot of people go to college for seven years. And Jeremy IS a doctor, so. I'm ok with Jeremy not making absurdly huge amounts of money as long as he's ok with being married to a cheapskate.

Before we got married, people were fond of telling us that the first year would be the hardest. Those people were liars. Turns out, the first year was AWESOME. Now, I'm not about to recommend that everyone hop up and move to Russia six weeks into their marriage, where they will be isolated from any and all family members and have to rely entirely on each other to hack out a living in one of the bleakest places on earth, but...HOP UP AND MOVE TO RUSSIA. Some things about that year sucked, but I treasure our time in Russia for the solid family foundation we built there. It was just Jeremy and Bridget, Team Walker/Palmer against the world.

I don't think there is a universal part of marriage that you can point to and say, "that is the hardest." But high up on the list has to be having children. Jeremy and I were married for almost four years before Miriam was born. She was a long time in coming, and very much wanted and yearned for. And she completely rocked our world. Sometimes you can judge the strength of your commitment to your spouse by how often you take the time to go on dates together. I think the more meaningful tests come at 3.30 in the morning when the baby is up for the seventeenth time that night and spit-up/vomit/poo is involved somehow and you have to discuss with your spouse, right then and there, what to do about it.

A final note: you may recall that I wrote recently about turning 30 years old, and now I am writing about my tenth wedding anniversary. So yes, I got married when I was 20. And what of it? Do I think 20 is a terrifyingly young age to get married? Absolutely. I will require my own daughters to be at least 45, thanks. But in my defense, I was a more robust 20 than you might think (weren't we all, right?). I got engaged in October, married in November, and then graduated from the BYU in December. I knew what I wanted out of life, so I was ready when it came time to take it to the next level with Jeremy.

And I'm so glad I did! Happy anniversary to us.

By the way, if this isn't enough sap for you, feel free to check out the When Bridget Met Jeremy saga.

17 comments:

Glenda The Good said...

Wow that's disgusting...you pretty much look the same as you did ten years ago! You lucky girl! I'm not going to throw up my Lucky Charms I'm so stinking jealous :) Congrats on ten great years!

Susanne said...

Congrats!

Anonymous said...

Yay! Happy anniversary!

Hannah

Liz Johnson said...

Happy Anniversary!! And I can attest that you were more mature than the average 20 year-old.

Also, I'm going to go ahead and say that having kids is hard on a marriage, but having really little kids plus a spouse in grad school is SUPER hard on it. Just my two cents. :)

Kathy Haynie said...

Congratulations on your 10th anniversary! I enjoyed reading your assessment.

Haha - I was married (the first time) when I was 20, too, but I didn't finish college until I was 40...

Kathy Haynie said...

PS - I also went back and read the whole Bridget-meets-Jeremy saga - awesome!

Suzanne Bubnash said...

Congratulations! Such good memories related to November 2000. Everything came together rather quickly, wedding wise, and I am glad for that.

Craig said...

Great post, and congratulations! What an adventure, with all your world travels. And the best part is your parents can come and visit all these exotic places!

Bridget said...

Mom, November 2000 was really nice, but I'm talking about November 2001. :)

Someday I need to write a post about how efficiently you executed my wedding.

Amanda said...

I've often wondered what the heck people were talking about when they say that the first year is the hardest. No way crying kids, bills, job woes, and vomit/diarrhea can compete with arguing about where to put the couch.

Melody said...

Happy anniversary!

And the 1st year was the hardest for me, but that had a lot to do with my dad dying 3 weeks after I got married and me being an emotional wreck for a LONG time. I wouldn't tell most people that their first year will be the hardest.

Katie said...

Haha. Best anniversary read I've had in a long time. Thanks for the evaluation of your marriage here. :)

Happy Anniversary!

Britney said...

I loved your use of the word "robust" here. I'm in awe that you were married AND graduated at the age of 20.

Nancy said...

In four years I think I'll just copy and paste this and replace Jeremy's name with Andrew's.

Happy Anniversary!

Bridget said...

Britney, I'm glad you appreciated it! I put special care into selecting that adjective.

Nancy, you could totally do that!

H. said...

Happy anniversary to the two biggest nerds I know! I mean that in an endearing manner, since you are both so incredibly intelligent! :)

Suzanne Bubnash said...

Yeah, I've been tending a sick age 1 grandchild for 4 days, so 2000, 2001, they all wash together in my tired brain.

I remember dropping your wedding invitations in the mail with the fear they might never arrive. The US Postal Service was threatening to shut down because of the anthrax thing, in late October 2001.

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