Sometimes I miss Dave. We live in the same house, sleep in the same bed, sit at the same table for dinner, raise the same kids. But sometimes, when things get really crazy, it’s like we’re strangers passing each other in the hallway with ringing headaches from screaming kids.
On a typical evening as we try to talk…me asking what he has on the agenda for the weekend and he telling me some story that happened at work, Grace is interrupting to tell me (in a very dramatic way) every detail from her field trip, Lucy’s screaming for who-knows-what since she’s so darn frustrated that she can’t tell us, Claire’s crying in the corner because she got her feelings hurt about something or other, Max is pounding on the piano, and Elle’s begging for a friend to stay for dinner.
Oh, and there are the friends causing commotion too…playing tag which involves running around the house either slamming the doors or leaving them wide open (great for the air conditioning bill), needing supervision while swimming, and yelling to be heard by each other over the roar of the waterfall, fighting over who gets which princess dress-up…you get the idea. Oh, and I can’t forget about that incessant ringing of that darn phone. (We don’t usually get our phone, but the ringing alone causes a little bit of head-ringing.)
I love being a mother with all my heart, commotion and all. Oh how I love to kiss off those kids’ cheeks and snuggle up to read bedtime stories together. But as much as I adore those kids, Dave is my Number One. My sweetheart. My lover. My best friend. And when I’m a shriveled up little old lady (as little as you can shrink to when you start out at six feet tall), I want to remember this: he was my first priority. He’s the one who lights up my heart with something as little as giving me a wink across the dinner table commotion. He’s the one I’d rather be with than anyone else in the world. I love you babe.
i loved this post, just like you i have some children of my own,i know exactly what you mean when you exlpain the screaming children and the phone ringng ( we just got an answering machine and after the kids go to bed, we sit down and listen to the messages, if it’s an important call we make it first thing the next day!!) God gave us pretty amazing little “gifts” to look after, right? but when they freely hand out kisses, hugs and the words, “love you mommy”, it makes it all worth it. but thank you for the reminders that our husbands were here first!! some how through the madness i seem to forget that fact. the kids will grow up and leave but the husband is forever!
Ditto to all that.
Right now the kids kind of rule, but soon they will all be gone, and “he ” will still be here. Adam and I play six rounds of boggle in bed each night before we turn out the lights. When we were first married, skip bo.
It’s been eight years of this. And As I leave for Brazil in a few minutes, guess what I have packed in my bag…? Travel Boggle!!
A superb reminder to us all.
Great post. Totally agree!
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How grateful I am for the love you have for each other. It’s so important and fulfilling.
Love it. Love it. Love it. This is exactly why my heart races when I think of our Caribbean Cruise departure in 3 days from now. I get Brett ALL TO MYSELF!!! Great post.
I loved this post! I so know how you feel! Only with boys its more like thinks being broken, kids running away, and sometimes it feels like friends are over but I can’t send them home because they are all mine! It is funny how kids can make your life crazy and sometimes feel so far apart from your husband, but then at the same time they are the super glue holding you together! Hope to keep in touch! Take care, Kelsi
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This post is beautiful. A good reminder of the beauty of eternal companionship. Thank you for writing.