celebrating us

The first gorgeous
Saturday of the season!
Halle-wahooo-lujah!

It was so meant for
me & the Hunk
to get out,
just me & him,
to celebrate US.

Dates have become
extra
important to us,
especially as
more babies have
come along.
That time with
just each other
is so needed.
And it's so dang fun.
My husband makes me
laugh and forget that
I'm a 30 year old,
sometimes very stressed out,
scatter-brained,
car-pooling,
doctor appointment setting,
diaper-changing,
vacuuming,
nursing,
time-out giving,
laundress of a mama.
Instead, he makes me
feel as if I'm a
school gal again,
giddy and carefree.
Plus he says I'm hot.
He is a good man.

A breakfast date to
Magleby's.
All you can eat french toast.
I always eat more than he does.
It's trademark.
On our first date,
he took me out to Hard Rock.
I ate all my dinner,
PLUS HIS leftovers.
That did it for the Hunk,
he was keeping me.

And then I get to
come back to my babies.
All refreshed.
I feel as if I can do this
mothering thing.
My batteries have been
recharged and I
know that I can
give them my best self
when I'm taking care
of me, too.
And taking care of my
sacred marriage.
I feel so blessed.
And quite blessed, also, to
have grandparents close by!
Thank you, thank you,
thank you, G&G!

I love how happy
they are to see
me.

Joy.
That's why we're here.
To be happy.
It's hard sometimes.
But this life
is good.
Can I get an "amen?"