He has always been so good to me. I probably have blogged this before but it's worth saying a thousand times, I didn't have to do dishes a single time when I was pregnant. You're probably thinking, "You are so freaken gross. Your husband was gone half of your pregnancy." And you are right. I am gross. In my defense all I really ate when Jared was out of town was cereal which just meant he had a stack of bowls and spoons in the sink when he came back.
More recently he has been full of make your wife feel guilty moves. It's been awesome. I'll take a little shame with a surprise package in the mail any time. Shame is 100% self inflicted over my lack of motivation to reciprocate.
We had a really hard time finding our rhythm after Phin was born. And by saying we had a hard time finding our rhythm I mean we bickered pretty much every day when we weren't walking around like zombies. And by bickered I think we both fantasized about doing mean things like grinding up laxatives and putting them in the snack you lovingly packed for him to take out of town. Out of town where he would be stuck in the middle of the desert all day long without a restroom. Yup, pretty sure we both had that thought.
I don't blame us, but it was so hard. We had always had such an ideal relationship.
People tell you that having a baby is hard stuff the second you share your happy baby news, but they also say things like "My baby slept 11 hours last night!" So you think that someday that might be you.
Then you have a baby that never sleeps, ever ever. One that has ear infections most of their first year. Maybe you have a husband that goes out of town and you go back to work full time and when you aren't at work you are home alone up all night trying to soothe a screaming baby. Maybe getting your baby to the best possible care requires you to spend two hours a day driving just to drop him off and pick him up. Did I mention your baby hates the car? That's two more hours a day of not stop screaming.
Maybe you had it worse and you think I'm a total sissy. I am. If that's you, I wish I could give you a hug.
Things seem to be back to normal in the Mel and Jared department. We are back to being in on the same happy wave length. I'm not trying to cause embarrassing, in the field bathroom incidents and he is back to making me feel like there are ten thousand girls in this world that deserve him more than me. Tough luck girlies, I'm not letting this guy go.
I'm even just starting to think I want to do this again. Maybe. Probably.
Here's a sneak peak of my smokin hubby from our family pictures a couple weeks ago by Lynda @ Blue Lake Photos.
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