The late nights.
The early mornings.
The endless study sessions.
The diet of caffeine, sugar and fast food.
The crazy stress.
The single parenthood.
Reece has officially completed his first semester of graduate school, and I for one could not be more thrilled.
[insert sigh of relief here]
I can't even begin to describe how fantastic it feels to know that my husband will still be at my side when I wake up tomorrow morning.
That hasn't happened in months.
I intend to squeeze every last drop of goodness out of every single one of the 14+ days of Reece's break.
So much so, in fact, that he'll most likely be begging to go back to class by January.
To celebrate the end of finals week, we left our girl with a sitter and went out on the town with the Ellisses and the Wildings for pizza, cupcakes and the new Sherlock Holmes.
Totally digging this whole "having a husband again" thing.
And I'm so very proud of that husband of mine.