Three.

This time exactly three years ago, I awoke to a freezing yet beautifully sunny day. You know the ones, where the air is cold and crisp, but the sunny is shining and there isn't a cloud in the sky.  There was also a thick white blanket of snow covering the ground.

It was my last morning waking up as a Miss, and I celebrated it in style with breakfast in bed and bucks fizz with three of my closest friends.

Later that day I became a Mrs, and a wife to my wonderful partner.

Today we have been married three years and I love him even more than the day I said I do.

Our life has changed dramatically.  We have gone from a couple who spent all our money on drinking and eating out, living in Leeds and London, to home owners with a mortgage and other outgoings.  We have matured and grown up with one another.

A year and four days after our wedding we got the best Christmas present ever in the form of Mads who was born on Christmas Eve 2010.  Soon our twosome became a three.

Being parents has changed us again- we don't have the money to treat ourselves like we used to, and we don't have the time together doing what we used to.  Instead we have quality time as a family, learning new things and creating memories as a three.  We bicker about silly things more, but at the same time we have created a person who is a part of both of us and that is an incredible thing.

In February we will become a four- I still can't quite believe that the same man I used to go out and down jagermeisters with is now the father to my children.  The same man whose hand I shook that day I went for the part time bar interview- little did I know then that I would hold those hands pretty much every day for the rest of my life.  Life has changed, but it most certainly has changed for the better.  And we still get to down jagermeisters, just very rarely nowadays.

Mr E has been a part of my life for eight years now, from when we were friends living together in our little flat together in Leeds, and there is not a single day that has gone by where I haven't spoken to him.

I know everyone says their husbands are the best, but I truly believe mine is, for me at least.  He doesn't have a selfish bone in his body and is the most selfless person I know. He would do anything for anyone, and especially for me and Mads.  He supports us, looks after us, gets Mads ready every morning, gets her to bed at night most evenings, cooks for us, helps me with the cleaning, and works so hard to provide for our future.  I am so incredibly proud of him, and so proud to call him my husband.  He always treats me, not necessarily with presents as much nowadays, but with hot baths filled with bubbles and candles, and a little card with meaningful words to show he cares.  The way he is with our little girl melts my heart, he would do anything for her and is so hands on with her.  Even when I was breastfeeding her, he would wake up on the night feeds just so I didn't feel lonely.

He can be grumpy, he uses the last of the toilet roll and instead of putting it in the bin he chucks it on the bathroom floor, and he seems to think our bedroom floor is his wardrobe, but he is one of a kind, incredibly thoughtful and I thank god every day I went into that bar on that sunny lunchtime all those years ago.

Happy 3rd wedding anniversary to my Mr E, I love you.  Thank you for being the best.