Married

We were married on Friday. It was a small wedding. The legal ceremony was brief, but official. We went with the County Clerk's office wedding, because it seemed so easy, legitimate, and well documented. Now we are married.
I am not sure how to feel about all of this. After seven and a half years together, is getting married supposed to change something? Am I supposed to feel differently about the woman who I have loved since the day after I met her?
Nanette says that she feels differently. She feels likes she needs to be a good "wife," for lack of a better term. I feel like I have already been the best wife I could be, but am very pleased that Nanette has room for improvement, though I was quite pleased with her before. It's like a bonus - the best wedding present she could give me.
Sex has been better and more frequent in the two days since we took our vows. I like that. I would have married her a long time ago had I known that was all it took. But, I fear it is just her temporary excitement about the whole thing and will fade as the novelty does.
California just started to allow same-sex marriages, so we decided to do it. We were practically married already anyway, but we did not get the acknowledgement of our families as being so. Now we do, both good and bad acknowledgement.
Maybe this is s a common thing: family members who know that you are gay, but pretend that they don't know. Nanette and I have lived together for over seven years. Her family members have seen me almost as often as they have seen her in those years. And, though it had not been a large number of times, they have been to our house and seen our children. I can't imagine that anyone would be so oblivious to think that two women could parent the same children and have no relationship with each other. They know that we are not related by blood. Yet, they also know that her children are my children which would lead one to conclude . . . I have no idea what kinds of games people play in their heads.
Alas, it is all out in the open for people to accept of not, but out nevertheless. I am very pleased and happily married at last. Now, I can only hope that the people of California do not take that away from us.