Having a baby makes life more difficult. I know I am not supposed to say that since I have one, but it is true. Simple tasks now require timing, a willing baby, and worst of all effort. (I’m sure there are more things I could list, but this was all I could think of). Even enjoyable tasks are put aside because it simply isn’t possible. Playing music is one of those things. I have my mandolin left out, but the second I look at it, Bella wants to play. Extremely cute and awesome that she can strum, annoying when I want to play.
A few months ago Colette and I started making sure we went on one date a month. Before Bella, Colette and I never had a problem with this. Even when our schedules were completely filled, we still made time for us. I guess it just comes or at least it should come naturally. If you aren’t willing to make time to be with your spouse or significant other, there’s something wrong. But now that we have Bella, it is that much harder to get alone time. She’s always there. I get why people tell you to take care of you marriage first. It is so easy to get sucked into everything always being about the kid/s.
Now before you yell at me. I love Bella as much as possible, she just makes things a little more difficult.
No need to yell here! I completely agree! We are so bad at making time to go on dates. (it’s hard cause we don’t have much family out here to watch for free) We have adjusted our idea of dates, in the sense that even if we just sit and talk, uninterupted after the kids go to bed, it does wonders for our “connection.” I don’t want to look at Brody one day after all the kids have moved out and wonder who he is!
We’ve never “date” but spending time in the word together and doing things that interest us (even if the girls come along) seems to bring us a zillion times closer together. We also tend to stay up until 1:00 in the morning most nights just hanging out, playing cards, and watching scifi. Wouldn’t change our time together for anything. The days that we end up going to bed early tend to wear me out more, because of the lack of hanging out time we get in.
We’ve always tried to make each other first, but we do fail miserably from time to time. And when that happens everything else seems to fall apart as well… funny how that happens.
Good post!