February was…a month. Stress beyond measure and very long work hours for Hubster. We were due for a little relaxation and face time with each other and thankfully, we both have awesome parents. My in-laws took the kids last weekend and Hubster and I had a staycation. It was really fun doing things at home that we don’t normally get to do while the kids are here.
There are many times each year that I’m guaranteed to only see my husband for about 10 minutes each day. I know that he loves working in student affairs and I try my best to be as supportive as possible. Solo parenting is challenging though and I stand in awe of those who do it all the time! Last week, Hubster had ResLife spring training. He would get home around 2am and we only saw him briefly as he was getting ready to head out again in the morning.
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With my husband’s long work hours, a one-year old daughter, and a three-year-old son with special needs, I often feel like we’re two ships passing – or shuffling tiredly – in the night. We struggle to find time to communicate and we’re rarely alone. Our son climbs into bed with us so often that I wake in a panic if he’s not there by morning. As we struggle with the stress of work, a young family, and special needs parenting, we’ve discovered the importance of making our relationship a priority. We are scheduling more date nights and I surprised Hubster with this romantic date night scavenger hunt!
Do you ever look through your old pictures on Facebook? I was doing that tonight and came across some pictures of Hubster and me that made me feel all kinds of sentimental. So I thought I’d share some of them with you and tell you how we met, because in the past three years I don’t think I’ve ever done that!
I’m turning 26 this weekend (happy birthday to me!). I’m a little weirded out that I’m entering my upper-20s…and that I’m finished having children by the time I turned 26.
Anyway, Hubster is surprising me with a birthday weekend. We’re dropping the kids off at the in-laws’ tomorrow and going somewhere for the weekend. I have no idea where. I have no idea what we’re doing. And shockingly, this control freak is excited.
Well, I guess that’s it. You hear about these things, but you never think it’ll happen to you. These things always happen to other women, right? Wrong.
Four years is what it took before my husband completely stopped listening to me.
It became obvious tonight that he never listens to anything I say anymore, so I called him out on it. His suggestion? Buffering what I say with pointless conversation, because he usually listens to the middle part.