Thank God for nurses - especially if you are married to one - what a blessing! He is always (willing and able) to come to my rescue at times like these when all I can do is succumb to the stress LOL.
With him in mind one sleepless night, I thought about how romance DOES change after the honeymoon phase. For those of you who are entering the married state or are newly committed (hi Eileen! lol) you will be told many times that this too shall pass (THIS being the lovey-dovey phase). But have no fear, it isn't all that bad so enjoy it while you can and be kissy face all you want now. These will eventually change meaning as the reality of married life, perhaps children, personality quirks come into play. What the heck am I talking about??? Well let me put it to you this way, after eleven years of knowing Lawrence, what's romantic to me now is how he takes care of me and the kids - he lets me sleep in, he bathes, feeds, takes the kids camping, basically gets them out of my hair even when I want them in my hair lol. He wouldn't let me touch the lawn mower or take the trash out, he's so in tune with my taste that I can totally trust him to buy me clothes and other fashionista indulgences. He texts me at least once a day just to call me "MY LOVE" (sweet 'no??? lol). We're not as kissy face, crazy hands-all-over- each other kids anymore but romance does get better with time if you know how to recognize it in its new form. It is being TRULY ONE despite our imperfections and shortcomings and even after we've gotten on each other's nerves
. I wasn't lying when I said many years ago that I highly recommend the married life.To all you Fathers out there, keep up the good job and have a good weekend!!!
I like this posting of yours my dear. My weekend is not as bad as I thought but I think God is preparing me for something (I really like His sense of humor). Imagine, it was my first time babysitting my babygirl inaanak Emma for the whole entire afternoon and night. She's a sweet and very calm baby and I was expecting a fun afternoon and evening with her. But guess what? It was the opposite....she was crying her lungs out for no reason. Didn't want to take her bottle. Still crying even when I was dancing her around already. Come to find out - she was teething, constipated for three days, and very hungry. I was glad my brother-in-law was at home and I had to ask him to buy all the necessities - baby tylenol, mansanilla to rub on her achy tummy, gerber prune for her constipation and oragel for her gum so she can take her bottle. Grabe! Anyway, I survived hours of listening to a crying baby. I am still alive! hahahaha! Saludo ako sa'yo. And you are indeed very BLESSED with four wonderful children and a very loving and caring husband!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, keep praying for me...I sure hope that Rick is the one.
Oy good practice yan, at least ikaw pwede mo ibalik yung bata sa nanay at tatay lol pag sa'yo na committed ka until the end of time lol prayers out to you and Mr. Man
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