"Us" time

"Us" time

Motherhood. It's at the forefront of my mind all the time. What should I be feeding my kids? What more can I do to ensure Scarlett is feeling loved? What new learning exercises should we be working on with her? What is a three year old even supposed to be learning?! How much time have we spent on Welles' physical therapy? When will I finally get him to a feeding therapist? Am I being patient enough? Have I lost my cool more than twice today? Crap... I have. What activity can I do with the kids instead of turning on the TV? It's five o'clock and I haven't decided what we're having for dinner.... Usually when I'm in that last thought, Scott walks in. I smile, kiss him and say "Pick a kid and change a diaper." Then the tag teaming begins. Thank heavens for the tag teaming. Single moms are amazing and I have no clue how they do it. My eye starts twitching at about 4:45 until Scott walks in. That's the witching hour around here.

Nagging has become quite a weaknesses... I hate this about myself and am constantly trying not to feed the urge. After a long day of feeling like a less attractive Cinderella, Scott gets home, changes the routine diaper, plays with the kids and then leaves a little trail to make sure I know where he is next. It usually starts with keys, his wallet, then maybe a sock, the matching sock, sometimes a hat to follow, maybe a cup, a jacket and then SURPRISE! There he is! How sweet of him to make sure it wouldn't take more than ten seconds to find him. Thanks for saving me time with your trail, honey. And the nagging bomb has been set off.

What I really need to do is give him a little time to unwind and then pick up his pile of goods. He usually does if I just let him do it on his own time. Scott's wonderful. He doesn't like to make people upset and while he takes my nagging like a champ (likely tuning me out, smiling, nodding and letting me vent all my frustrations), I'm sure he wouldn't mind less of it.

Does anyone else feel like they get so lost in motherhood and forget their husbands aren't their kids? (even if men do have quite a few child-like attributes ;) ). I am so guilty of this lately. I hate that my initial instinct is to go right to scolding these days. That's not who I want to be as a wife. It's not his fault, but it doesn't help that Scott is so relaxed and let's me get out a good nag without arguing. I tell ya, he's a champ. But I'm also pretty sure he lets me ramble just to get it out of my system. Not sure how seriously he actually takes me... It's a double edged sword.

I want and crave more focus on my man. These babies light up this home. But this home wouldn't be here without the love my husband and I have for each other. It's so easy for me to put off "us" time for the overscheduled life we're living. I'm really needing to slow down and get back to the basics with my best friend. The other night we made the time and went to a couples painting class. He was a good sport and we had a great time.

I'm so glad he's mine and that I get to keep him forever. I'll pick up your trails until the day I can't bend anymore, baby. But I'll probably poke you with my cane right after ;) .

 What a hunk....

What a hunk....

Easter 2015

Easter 2015

Falling behind

Falling behind