Before I was Mommy

Have you read this blog yet? I read it yesterday and I am so glad I did. She writes about the difference of marriage life from before kids, to having kids. One of the quotes that really got me was this:

 Ladies, there will come a day when your husband walks in the door and you do not turn around. You will be preoccupied with filling up sippy cups and wiping booties. You will shout over the running bath water, “Hey! Glad you’re home.” But it won’t mean what it used to mean. It won’t be full of eager anticipation to spend time together. It will be full of expectations to aid in the demands of the family. “Glad you’re home,” will more properly translate, “Thank God for two extra hands to help me.” And “Praise the Lord I might get five minutes alone.”

Ladies, there will come a day when you spend every last ounce of yourselves on your children. The demands of life and the babies will come before any other priority. What little of yourself you have left at the end of the day will be used to crawl into bed before someone is awake to need you again. The thought of doing anything else after the children are asleep will sound impossible.

Yeah, I actually loved/hated reading that. It felt so true in my life - I was glad to hear that someone else felt the same! But then I felt SO SAD. At one time my sweet Lovebug was everything to me, my whole entire world.  He still is of course, but in a different way from when it was just the 2 of us. I used to love when he came home from work or school and I would jump in his arms as if it had been ages since we saw each other. I forgot how just being together was always exciting. Reading this blog made me miss that, made me miss him. How can I miss someone I spend every day with? When my Logan walks in the door it's usually accompanied with squeals of excitement from Landon, reaching arms from Chloe and a quick kiss for me before one of us starts talking (complaining, perhaps?) about our long days. Here's the next part that really had me going..

But Ladies, when Mommy becomes your name, remember this man. Remember that you are his wife. Remember how much you love and appreciate him in this moment. Remember his dedication to your family. Remember his love and devotion to you. And then, when the days are long and you need a break, fall into his arms. 

I am so glad I came across this blog. I have felt a renewed love for my husband, and gratitude, SO much gratitude. Yes, my life, our life is different than it was 4 years ago. But one day it will be just the two of us again, and our sweet littles will be off on their own. I am so glad that he loves me unconditionally, and I feel the same.  I know with my whole heart that it will always be that way. I used to melt at how Logan looked at me with his handsome smile, or how good he looked in his sunday suit. I loved the smell of his deoderant, (weird, I know) or how he would sing loud to his brazilian music, and how he could literally eat omelets for every meal.  Those are some of the things that made me fall in love with him. Now I melt when Landon runs into his daddy's arms after work, or how Chloe reaches for him because she's jealous of Landon. I melt when he says a prayer at the dinner table and he prays for the health and safety of his wife and children. I melt when he gets up in the middle of the night when Chloe will only go back to sleep with him. I fall more in love every day while he does the things that are small.  I got so lucky with him, I know it and I see it every day. So for you, my Lovebug, and My Valentine I hope you know I love you. I hope you know that I remember what our love was like before you were Daddy and I was Mommy. You will always be mine & you are still everything to me.