Snow snow go away. I am in no-way-shape-or-form a fan of snow. The only thing it was good for in my life was snow days. But those days are over for now, so it is just a pain in the rear. I wouldn't mind as much if I didn't have things to do this evening. All of which seem to be timed where the roads are going to refreeze. Goodie. I don't know, we will see how the evening goes. Hopefully the roads aren't bad and my drive will be easy and hopefully I will be able to play some basketball tonight. Either way, tonight is the KU/KState game at 8, so I am looking forward to watching that.
So last night, Ian and I decided to try the whole Valentine's Day celebration business again since I have been striking out at being a good date recently. If the past two dates were out first two dates ever, I don't think I would have been getting a call back.
We didn't even really plan it, Ian was my hero and went to the store for me since it was cold and I had no desire to go anywhere. When he returned we were debating on what to cook for dinner and he suggested ordering some pizza in for a little Valentine's Day treat. Sounded like a good plan so he went out to go pick us up some pizza.
Now, I pride myself on the fact that I shower daily and generally do my hair and make-up 98% of the days. For a mom, that is not bad. I am, by no means, a high maintenance woman. It takes me about 10 minutes total to do my hair and makeup so I really don't have any excuses not to daily. But yesterday, I just didn't. Hair was looking a mess, no make-up, and sweat pants.
I decided that since I had ruined the last two dates, that I needed to do something to try to make up for it, and being a frumpy housewife wasn't going to cut it. I realized that I only had 10 minutes, but luckily Haley was down for a nap so I could hurry and make myself a little more presentable for a date night in. I lit some candles, tried to shave my legs quickly...and about that time Haley was up so I was now juggling her while trying to get myself ready.
Now, if we hadn't been parents, chances are I would have went out and bought a new outfit and spent time doing my hair and makeup..making sure every detail was perfect, but that is just not the case. I was working with 10 minutes. So I grabbed a dress that I wouldn't dare wear in public, but figured he would appreciate the effort and then tried to straighten my hair. About that time, he walked in...no time for make-up. I felt totally uncomfortable with myself and so not put together, but I was determined not to let it tarnish the evening.
So we enjoyed some candle lit pizza with Haley in her highchair. After dinner, we kept the TV off and enjoyed some time on the sofa with Haley in Winston in our laps. Haley was fussy, so we were trying to keep her entertained. But it was nice to just sit with the TV off and distractions put to the side for the moment.
Our little date night was far from perfect, but we needed it. I think he appreciated the small efforts I made to make it more romantic, even if I wasn't looking my best and I was sporting a screaming kid on my hip. But it was perfectly-imperfect.
Parenting is not easy. It is a constant adjustment. Just as soon as we get comfortable again, she changes and becomes ever more needy. It's not that I didn't expect that. And it is not that I wasn't prepared. And it isn't like I am not enjoying the heck out of parenting. I love it. I love being a mom. The think is: I am..a bit of a perfectionist. And daily, I find that I am failing myself. I am, too often, looking at the things I could have done better instead of appreciating a job well done.
I meant to save this as a draft, and not publish it, but apparently I pressed publish instead of save--so I guess we will just go with it...
Anyways, a thank you to my husband for tolerating me. I know I am a bit of a handful--and he often gets the worst from me when he is the last to deserve it. I'm not really all that "in" to Valentine's Day, but I do enjoy an excuse to stay connected. So maybe it wasn't perfect. Maybe it wasn't magical. But I did give it the best effort I could given 10 minutes, and I think I can be proud of that.
So last night, Ian and I decided to try the whole Valentine's Day celebration business again since I have been striking out at being a good date recently. If the past two dates were out first two dates ever, I don't think I would have been getting a call back.
We didn't even really plan it, Ian was my hero and went to the store for me since it was cold and I had no desire to go anywhere. When he returned we were debating on what to cook for dinner and he suggested ordering some pizza in for a little Valentine's Day treat. Sounded like a good plan so he went out to go pick us up some pizza.
Now, I pride myself on the fact that I shower daily and generally do my hair and make-up 98% of the days. For a mom, that is not bad. I am, by no means, a high maintenance woman. It takes me about 10 minutes total to do my hair and makeup so I really don't have any excuses not to daily. But yesterday, I just didn't. Hair was looking a mess, no make-up, and sweat pants.
I decided that since I had ruined the last two dates, that I needed to do something to try to make up for it, and being a frumpy housewife wasn't going to cut it. I realized that I only had 10 minutes, but luckily Haley was down for a nap so I could hurry and make myself a little more presentable for a date night in. I lit some candles, tried to shave my legs quickly...and about that time Haley was up so I was now juggling her while trying to get myself ready.
Now, if we hadn't been parents, chances are I would have went out and bought a new outfit and spent time doing my hair and makeup..making sure every detail was perfect, but that is just not the case. I was working with 10 minutes. So I grabbed a dress that I wouldn't dare wear in public, but figured he would appreciate the effort and then tried to straighten my hair. About that time, he walked in...no time for make-up. I felt totally uncomfortable with myself and so not put together, but I was determined not to let it tarnish the evening.
So we enjoyed some candle lit pizza with Haley in her highchair. After dinner, we kept the TV off and enjoyed some time on the sofa with Haley in Winston in our laps. Haley was fussy, so we were trying to keep her entertained. But it was nice to just sit with the TV off and distractions put to the side for the moment.
Our little date night was far from perfect, but we needed it. I think he appreciated the small efforts I made to make it more romantic, even if I wasn't looking my best and I was sporting a screaming kid on my hip. But it was perfectly-imperfect.
Parenting is not easy. It is a constant adjustment. Just as soon as we get comfortable again, she changes and becomes ever more needy. It's not that I didn't expect that. And it is not that I wasn't prepared. And it isn't like I am not enjoying the heck out of parenting. I love it. I love being a mom. The think is: I am..a bit of a perfectionist. And daily, I find that I am failing myself. I am, too often, looking at the things I could have done better instead of appreciating a job well done.
I meant to save this as a draft, and not publish it, but apparently I pressed publish instead of save--so I guess we will just go with it...
Anyways, a thank you to my husband for tolerating me. I know I am a bit of a handful--and he often gets the worst from me when he is the last to deserve it. I'm not really all that "in" to Valentine's Day, but I do enjoy an excuse to stay connected. So maybe it wasn't perfect. Maybe it wasn't magical. But I did give it the best effort I could given 10 minutes, and I think I can be proud of that.
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