My wife did a good job of describing how this whole idea of us blogging together came about....or did she? Yes, it is true that with two kids at home under the age of 6, it is difficult to find "us" time. The days start off with my blackberry alarm going off at 6am (I know....there is literally no chance I am actually going to get up at that time) and my wife telling me to "shut it off.....why do you bother setting it when you don't get out of bed till 7ish.?". I guess I think, that maybe one day it will actually happen.
My wife is out of bed at 6:30am religiously. The news is turned on and she is sipping her tea by 6:33am. While I roll out of bed at 7ish,wishing that Juan Valdaz stopped by my house with his donkey to let me sample his delectable coffee on his trip back to the Colombian mountains . It then seems that everything swells from that point on. Get the baby changed and dressed, put him in high chair with a bunch of different dry cereal to munch on. Wake up the 6 year old, try to convince him to get dressed and eat without any help because "he is a big boy now". (never seems to help....as I know...that he knows.....that I know....that I will end up doing it anyways to help speed up the process) Make a smoothy for my wife, let the dogs out, feed the dogs, grab a diet coke from the back for her lunch, start the cars, try and get the dried cereal off the bottom of my socks that the baby has flung on the floor in pure protest of having to eat the same cereal day after day. Negotiate with my 6 year old that if he can hurry and get his boots and coat on we might have enough time to go to Tim Hortons before school and get a treat. When really I just want a coffee. The coffee that I didn't seem to have enough time to make at home before I left because "I didn't get up when my alarm went off". As much as I understand why my wife gets up half hour before the rest of us to have her tea and relax before the start of the chaos.....it is still 30 min more of sleep that I get.
The mornings are rushed and the evening are short, just based on the time that we get home from work. Funny that my wife stated that I fell asleep on the couch while she was writing her piece last night, (as if it were a regular occurance...ya right....okay....maybe sometimes). When tonight she was TKO'd by 9:45 on the couch, leaving me to watch American Idol all by myself......shhhh don't tell anyone.
All in all as I sit back and look at her sleeping on the couch I realize that she too gets tired. Tired from being a great mom, a great wife, a great teacher and friend. (bet she feels bad about saying that I can annoy her often after reading this.) (actually....now that I think about it.....this is probably one of those moments she was talking to about...lol).
Anywhooo......there you go. This is me...and this is how I write. Run on sentences, poor grammar and broken sentences sometimes. I am married to a teacher who will inevitably point out all of my grammeracle errors and spelling mistakes........but that's okay....she has been the best teacher that I have had so far in life....and I get to drive her crazy everyday.
Yes she did do a good job. This is our therapy, our together time. Although we are not actually, literally writing it together, I have a feeling that we have just started down a new road......the question is.....to where?
I honestly look forward to hearing about situations from a husbands perspective...there is not nearly enough of that out there. Great first post. Proud of you too...though I may debate the "Better half" claim ;)
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