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For this day of love I thought I would blog about love and
how our idea of love and romance evolves as we get older, have kids, experience
life, etc.
When I was in my teens (back when the dinosaurs roamed the
earth) I had a definitive idea of what love was. It was perfect, the all encompassing, never
sad or mad only ever ecstatically glad. I
would meet the man of my dreams, we’d fall instantly, madly in love and we’d
live happily ever after.
I did meet someone and got married at the very young age of
19 (wisdom does not belong to the young – although over double the years the wisdom
sometimes alludes me!). Little did I
know then that years later my life could have been an episode of Jerry
Springer.
I’m remarried now, and between us we have four kids (which explain
the romance later in this blog). Two I
brought with me to the relationship, one was born very shortly after we started
to date (from his previous relationship) and one which we had together. We have ex’s that we try to maintain relationships
with, kids that go back and forth (except the youngest who is going to start to
feel left out soon) and a chaotic but oddly satisfying life together.
Love now certainly doesn’t look anything like what it looked
like twenty years ago but it’s real and it’s lasting and it defines us.
Now comes to the romance part. When you were young and adventurous (those of
you still young and adventurous close your eyes) did you ever have naughty
fantasies? I admit, I may have had one
or two and let me tell you, fantasy and reality can be vastly different!
For instance when I envisioned being in the shower with two
men I did not picture my husband and I jammed into our little bathtub with a
toddler and all of his toys in-between. (Stop thinking I’m a pervert, I haven’t
ever actually fantasized about that...or have I?). When I fantasized about having someone hanging
off of me wanting me desperately, listening to my every word, I did NOT mean
literally. My four year old thinks he
should be attached to me at all times, he sneaks into our room in the middle of the
night, climbs on top of me and goes back to sleep. Again, not what I imagined.
Romance when you have kids can get a bit creative. Some great examples from my personal
experience:
1.
I remember the Monday after Scott and I got
married (before our youngest son). We
were in bed, sleeping when our then six year old son Logan banged on the door
with all his might. When I answered he
yelled under the door “HEY – ARE YOU IN THERE MAKIN’ ME A BABY BROTHER?!?”
2.
A couple of weeks ago my husband had a lovely
candlelit bath ready for me when I got home from work. He got the toddler distracted with a movie
and decided to join me in the tub. There
we were squished into the bathtub like a couple of sardines enjoying the peace
and quiet when the toddler came barreling into the bathroom yelling “I GOTTA
POOOOOOO....”
3.
It’s 10 pm, my husband climbs into bed, snuggles
up all hopeful and I say something really sexy like “OK fine, but you have 5
minutes ‘cause I’m tired”
4.
Our date nights tend to end by 9pm at which time
we come home and wrestle the four year old to bed because the fourteen year old
has lost track on the time. By the time
the task is accomplished, it’s 10pm and romantic moment number 3 above repeats
5.
Romantic evenings at home typically include us
cuddling, watching TV. An hour long show
always takes us twice that to watch because every 3 minutes either the toddler
or the ten year old run in with the newest crisis. Finnegan is screaming, Logan is looking at
me, Can I have a snack? I have to go potty! Can I play on the computer? Can I
play on the iPad? Logan’s not playing with me? The Wii remote batteries are
DEAADDDDDDDDDD, you get the picture
Happy love day to everyone, better watch what you wish for,
it just may come true!
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