This stage of life we’re in, it’s hard huh?!
It can be exhausting and sometimes we argue about decisions, specifically- parenting ones. At the end of the day, we both collapse on the couch after putting the kiddos to bed, and more often than not, we both fall into our own separate activities to recharge.
We met when we were so young- I was 18 and you, 20. So young. So naïve. And so excited for the future.
I remember late night talks, envisioning the life we hoped we would someday have. We talked about the house, the kids, and the jobs.
We got hitched when I was 23 and you were 25. And then we found out we were expecting two months after. We bought a townhome and began preparing to welcome a new baby into our family.
Still so young. Still so naïve. And still so excited for the future.
Things happened for us in a whirlwind fashion, yet in an organic, natural way, and I wouldn’t change one thing.
Yet, 7 years later, right in the smack middle of what we call life, I know things have changed. You’ve changed. I’ve changed. We’ve changed. Our love has changed.
Our intelligent, intimate conversations have been replaced with questions of who fed the dog, who needs to call the vet, and who needs to put in the laundry so Saidey’s blanket gets cleaned before she heads to daycare the next day
Our romantic, quiet dinners out have been replaced by whiney kiddos, a begging dog at our feet, and macaroni and cheese and hotdogs.
Our dates have been replaced by two little ones who still only want their mama and movie nights in front of the couch.
Our exciting couple adventures have been replaced by trips to the zoo, going to the American Girl store, and multiple trips to Target.
There are days that seem as though the only words we mutter to each other are “Who is picking up the kids,” or, “What’s for dinner tonight?”
There are days that seem as though the only touch we give one another is a quick hug as we are both racing out the door to work.
There are days when I know you feel a little left out in a house full of girls.
There are days when I know you wish I would throw caution to the wind and break our daily routine up more.
There are days when I know you wish I were more affectionate toward you.
There are days when I know you wish we had more date nights and time together.
This is what I can tell you:
I still love you from the tip of my toes to the strands of my hair.
I still get butterflies when I think of coming home to you.
I still have to text or call you first when something funny, sad, dramatic, or otherwise happens.
I still am excited about what our future holds. It is so bright, and I can’t wait to spend it with you!
I still need you for support, love, and a shoulder to cry on.
I still couldn’t imagine doing this parenting gig with anyone else besides you.
I know that things have changed, that I’ve changed.
But what remains is my love for you and my commitment to you. That is unwavering, solid, and absolute.
Please be patient with me, and know that someday we won’t be knee high in Legos and tutu skirts.
Please know that I see how hard you work for me and the girls and how everything you do, you do for our family.
Please know that I notice when you put away the dishwasher or run out to the store for an item I forgot.
Please know that I see you even in the messiness of appointments, tantrums, and bath time splashes.
Please know that I will need you when our kids graduate from high school.
Please know that I will need you when they move out and onto their own adventures.
But most of all, please know that I want you and need you there for all of it.