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Today's guest post is from Chelsea who blogs at MSMummyofTwo. 

For me love can't really be defined by one word, phrase or paragraph even, no that would be too easy!

Lets hope there is enough space here for me to try and get across what love is for me? 

Love is crying through your wedding vows, making you sound like a scratched CD, looking up and realising you are not alone, he is a bigger softy than you, sobbing into his sleeve.

Love is having your back rubbed during labour, whilst you are perched on the toilet having a poo. 

Love is holding your hand and asking all the right questions when you have just been told you have a lifelong condition, yes, even woman are lost for words sometimes. 

Love is never putting any of your washing in the wash bin for your wife because you simply could not bear her having nothing to do.

Love is bringing home the right baked goods after a hard day with the kids.

Love is not gagging at the smell of his farts, even stale under the duvet ones. 

Love is carrying your wife to the toilet after she has had a massive steroid infusion, then her changing her mind.  

Love is rectifying his housework mistakes without saying a word, okay maybe a quiet-under-my-breath mutter. 

Love is creating a diversion when he decides to do DIY, in hopes he puts down the hammer and forgets... phew!  

Love is giving you a lie-in and looking after the children and helping them create an almighty mess for when you wake up, SURPRISE!

Love is coming home from poundland with more stuff you really do not need and smiling through the horror of it all.

Love is not telling you that bra gives you really saggy boobs and letting you go the whole day thinking you look fine, when really you look like you have breastfed 10 children at the same time. 

Love is letting him think those trousers fit, because they are his favourite ant not because he didn't give you the heads up on the saggy boobs thing! 

Love is going out in public with him wearing those trousers. Oh the camel toe, oh the SHAME!

Love is every emotion you could think of, its hard and its messy but I wouldn't have it any other way, after all, without it I would have nobody to laugh at!