I did a post on my pre-wedding thoughts, so I figured I should do one on my thoughts after the fact.
I was right. Referring to Michael as my husband is the weirdest thing. [I already accidentally called him my fiance.]
I think/say, "We're married!" at least once a day. On the day of the wedding it was said at least twenty times between the two of us. We said it to each other at least five times while we were standing at the altar.
Other than having to remember to refer to Michael as my husband and have the "we're married" thought pop into my head, it doesn't feel much different.
Okay, I lied. My wedding band is driving me INSANE, which is another reminder that we're married. It is pictured below. There are no diamonds on the back, and it is constantly twisting and I'm having to adjust it. I do plan on getting my rings soldered together, but I'm going to do it at the place where we bought our rings, which is down by where my parents live. So it'll be at least a few more weeks before that happened.
Seeing Michael wear a wedding ring or feeling it when we hold hands is also different. It's exciting to me every time I notice it, though!
I keep wondering if I'll ever be excited for any other life events again...well, until we have kids. [Note: I am excited about moving, but I guess this question is more in regards to my birthday. It's on Monday and it doesn't feel like my birthday is coming up at all. I guess as I've gotten older it's been less exciting in general, but really, after such an amazing event I'm just like, "Meh."]
I'm linking up with Holly for Waiting on Wednesday!