Husband induced computer laryngitis

HALLO! How are ya?

I feel alot like I have had a gag in my mouth this week, computer wise.  Real life has been like, I don’t know, maybe a bit on the side of fanflippintastic, if not a bit weird.

I mean, Bill and I wake up together, get the kids off to school as usual, then he comes back home and doesn’t leave. We, like, have coffee together.  If Mia goes to Nannies, we go back to bed and, you know, sleep (wink, wink).  Then we get up, go for a bike ride, come back and make lunch together, shower together………..IT IS WEIRD!  But really, really good weird. 

One of the biggest problems that we had been having, prior to this change, was not enough time together as a couple.  When Bill got home from work, I almost felt like I had to compete with the kids for his attention.  We set ground rules that they always managed to get around (whimpy parents) in regards to interrupting our conversations.  I felt really disconnected from Bill. Some evenings I even resented my kids.  There.  I said it.  I did.  It really made me feel bad, but it was true.

You know what?  There were just so many hours in each day that Bill was home, and we have 4 kids that wanted to spend time with us during those hours. We enjoy being together as a family so much, but we also love each other and that part of us was being neglected. Neglected to the point where we had started snapping at and avoiding each other.  Way on the “whoa, this isn’t us, something needs to change” side. 

And make a change we did.

I now have him all to myself a couple times each week.  I feel so happy I could cry.  The kids are at school, and one or 2 days each week Mia goes to her Nannies.  I wondered what we would say to each other all day without a child hanging from one of our arms or someone screaming “I need to go wee wee so bad”.  I was apprehensive that it would somehow not be as great as I imagined.

The truth of the matter is, it was like slipping into a pair of your favorite, well worn jeans.  Like finding that last piece of the puzzle that has been missing for awhile, and snapping it into place. Complete and damn satisfying.

Yesterday, I went to bible study with my friends, and afterward out to lunch with them.  Bill wanted to go for a bike ride, and I told him I would be home after lunch.  I was running late, and when I came home he was sleeping in our bedroom.  He had laid out my cycling shorts and jersey on the end of the bed along with his, and fresh water bottles were filled and sitting on the counter in the kitchen.  I had to stifle a sob.

He was waiting for me.  My husband was anxiously waiting for me to come home and be with him.  He could not have touched my soul any deeper. 

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