Since I’ve been on a roll with blogging this week, I might as well continue . . .
Today is Mark’s and my 4th anniversary. It seems like it’s gone very quickly, and yet it also seems like I’ve always known him. Weird how that is. We would both agree that this past year has been our best year of marriage. He says it’s because I’ve been nicer . . . actually, I don’t know if “nicer” is the exact word. But he attributes it to me anyway. I guess that means I’m the more difficult one in the relationship (all of you who know us are silently agreeing)? Regardless though, I’m just thankful that marriage gets better with age. And that’s even taking into account the fact that this hasn’t been an easy year either, but somehow, we seem to be flowing through life together more smoothly. So it’s good. 🙂
However, I will say that I haven’t been the happiest of campers this week – mainly due to struggles with parenting and other issues. I think I’m needing a week off from my day-to-day duties of motherhood. Some time at the beach, in the sun, with a good book, chips and salsa, nothing waiting to get done, no one needing to eat or have a diaper change, no temper tantrums, no laundry, no dogs getting bones stuck on their jaw, etc. would be really, really nice. Of course, I wouldn’t be in a swimsuit with my currently large belly (which is even larger as I just about 100 hundred chocolate chips), but just getting to relax and not having to do something for a day or a week would be so excellent. But oh well . . . it’s not to be, and it’s especially not to be today. And truthfully, Mark and I didn’t even make any plans for our anniversary. We keep saying that we’re going to get better at date night, but we have yet to see that happen. And this week especially was not going to accommodate any date nights. Mark had to leave for work at 7 this morning, and he’ll be home around 7 tonight. Then he’s back at work by 8:30 tomorrow, which is then followed by an all afternoon Alpha training. So I will be spending my weekend with my mini-love, the current Mr. Opinionated, Give Mom a Hard Time, Ryder Hayden. 🙂 Lovely . . . actually, I just bought some art supplies in hopes that Ryde and I can somehow entertain ourselves with activities tomorrow and try to avoid any temper tantrums. And please know that I do love my child and love being a mom; I’m just honest in saying that I’m not a mom who needs to be with her child 24/7. Hopefully, someone out there can relate to me in that?
Yet thank the Lord that even when we want to dwell in self-pity and mope around, He still sends people to cheer us up. My mom called this afternoon to ask if she and my dad could come over to watch Ryder tonight and then Mark and I could at least go out and get dinner. We said yes, and we still have yet to decide where we’ll go. But at least we’re getting out. At least I can feel like an adult for 2 hours, and we can be a couple for a bit. Hopefully, we can enjoy dinner and not talk about disciplining toddlers or the new baby or anything child related, but we can just enjoy each other. And maybe next year, we can find some time to go as a couple on a beach holiday and let the kids stay with their grandparents. That would be heavenly . . .