I still remember one of Cory and I's very first fights when we were newlyweds. I needed to go to the store and he didn't want to go with me. I couldn't believe it!!! Why would my new hot husband not want to be by my side everywhere that I went? Why would he want to miss out on an opportunity to grocery shop with me!!!!???? I was so upset! In fact, I remember telling him that I didn't drive well at night so I would just walk to the grocery store all alone (wow, I was seriously so lame!!!). What I actually meant by saying that was, "oh please just go with me, if not, I am going to threaten to walk there so that I will be the martyr and you will be so worried about something happening to me that you will have no other choice than to go with me. Not that I actually would've walked...but...it just came out. I can't even believe that I am admitting how immature I was!! Anyways, I don't even remember what happened. I think I ended up going, but I do remember fighting about it for at least a day.
Now fast forward, 10 years and 4 children later.......
I LOVE going to the store by myself. It is liberating and oh so enjoyable. Especially if it is at Target. But, as much as I love going by myself. There is something else that I love even more...going as a family of 5. Yes, I really did just say that. I don't know why, but it is just something we do. Maybe it is because Cory and I just want to be together and it is the only way, or maybe it is because of the sweet lady at Walmart last week who said to me, "You are such a beautiful family", but whatever it is, I love it. I love how my girls walk together as "BFFs" (Katelund's new lingo), how Hailey looks up at me and smiles the most beautiful smile ever, and how Cory reaches out for my hand as if we were the only ones in the store. Yes, there are moments of craziness with the girls climbing in and out of the bottom of the cart and Hailey crying when she is getting hungry, but the craziness is totally worth it as we are driving home as a family with the windows down, music up, and singing our hearts out together. Those are the moments that matter. The moments that keep me folding the clothes and doing the dishes over and over again every single day. The moments that define my life as "just another day in paradise".
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I love the post. Yes, the beginning of marriage is always funny years later. In fact, I think the process of registering for our wedding was the worst relationship experience we have encountered. (I ended up bagging him and taking a friend instead!) Things we use to dread by ourselves become liberating later in life.
haha, I have the same issue of feeling like Jason needs to go with me. In fact, I've only been grocery shopping twice by myself. Once he was sick and the other time I think he was gone all day for something.
Oh,How we grow .....Bittersweet!
I know exactly what you mean! I love to go by myself too. But it is so fun when Aaron and Jake come with me. It really is the little things in life that make it so great!
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