Marriage takes work. I didn’t feel this the first few years of marriage. We only were married a year when I got pregnant yet the following years were still pretty breezy. Enter kid number two and more years of marriage and I definitely have moments that truly feel like hard work. One day in particular a couple of weeks ago, after an argument about something silly yet seemed very serious in the moment (I am pretty sure my husband had the nerve to use a decorative towel or something), I was feeling like I just wasn’t being listened to or appreciated.