So, when I sat down yesterday to write this post…. It somehow got derailed as I started to think more about mini hubby than I did about hubby and I wound up with a heartfelt post about being a Mom (if you missed it you can jump directly to it HERE). If you’ve been reading this blog for longer than like, a minute, you probably know that I’m anything but heartfelt (unless my heart is feeling annoyed and frustrated at hubby) and that warm & fuzzies have no place in my blog!
I can only assume that the hormones that take over your body when you have a baby linger for quite some time. I’m definitely softer and nicer than I used to be…. But since I have to use this softness, niceness and patience for my mini hubby, it leaves far less softness and pretty much ZERO patience for my hubby. Ahhhhh… that felt better. All is right with the world. As you likely know, after 10 years of marriage – there’s simply no place for softness (unless, it’s coming from being buried under a pile of laundry) and there’s absolutely no place whatsoever for patience. I used to believe hubby when he said he’d “get to something”. I used to patiently wait for him to discover the trash can… or the sponge .. or the laundry room. I used to gently nudge as I emptied my patience tank, while I waited for him to move heavy objects from my kitchen. But now, I realize that patience has no place in our house. If it doesn’t happen now… it probably won’t happen.
So…. That has nothing to do with my post today. But, it sure made me feel better to get it off my chest…. HA!
Anyhoo…. Here’s my REAL Mother’s Day post.
It’s only my 2nd Mother’s Day as a mom. So, it’s likely hubby still needs a bit of practice. Either that, or he truly lives in la la land… I’m not sure which….. yet…………..
Here’s my story… it’s short, so stay with me.
We get a daily email from mini-hubby’s day care at the end of each day. It includes the normal stuff.. what he ate, how many diaper changes etc. etc. And, there’s a space for “reminders” so they can tell you to bring more wipes or that picture day is next week, and so on.
Earlier this week this section of the email said “Reminder Fri May 9th is Muffins with Mom. Join your child for a snack at 3:30pm!”
Hubby was next to me when he read this out loud and he immediately turned to me and said “Wait… What the….. How come it just says moms? What about Dads?”
And, I stood there, for a moment…. Practicing my patience or maybe I was just waiting for the punchline…..
But, he was serious….. and clueless. Apparently, incredibly clueless. He just looked at me.
So I slowly replied…. “Uhm, do you know what this weekend is?” pause….. waiting for it to sink in “it’s Mother’s Day”.
“Ohhhh…” he said.
So the next day I’m with a co-worker. A male co-worker (if I may point this out). And he asks me “So, you have any big plans for Sunday?”. And I reply…. “It’s unlikely, my hubby didn’t even realize why day care was hosting an afternoon with only moms!”
This is the life I have chosen. It’s a damn good thing hubby is cute when he’s clueless.