Big Day and Big Yesterday

Well today is Declan's six month "birthday!" I can hardly believe that he's six months old already. He is growing and changing so much, and I love him with my whole heart. He is still exclusively breastfeeding, and will be until he is at least seven months old. I have read that doing that helps prevent iron deficiency, and since there's nothing wrong with exclusively breastfeeding longer than six months, that's what we're going to do. Our plan is to actually wait to introduce solid foods until Declan has at least one tooth (unless he gets a tooth before seven months). He is so sweet and smiley, and he has the cutest, chunkiest legs ever!

My big yesterday was Adam's and my third anniversary! The lame part is that he was working out of town, so we didn't actually get to see each other on our anniversary. The secondary lame part is that we can't really celebrate it until next weekend (unless you count the movie-date we went on last weekend as a pre-celebration) because tomorrow we are going to a friend's parents' farm to slaughter chickens. Yes, you read that right: Happy Anniversary, let's kill some chickens to celebrate our love and commitment. I, thankfully, will be taking care of Declan, so I will not be slaughtering any chickens personally. And there's a pool, so I think I may let Delcan splash a little in there, weather permitting :-)

It's amazing how time flies! I can't believe Adam and I have been married for three years, and I also find it hard to believe that I have a six-month-old! Even typing it out still feels a little unreal, but wonderful. I was talking to Adam the other day about how I really miss getting to sleep in, and he said, "Would you rather sleep in or snuggle with Declan?" And without a doubt, Declan is worth all of the sleeplessness or sacrifices we have to make. He's our blessing from God, and we're so thankful for him. And each other.

I love my husband

I woke up this morning and got a CRAZY leg cramp. It literally took my breath away. Thankfully, it went away quickly, but Man! That hurt. So I got up to tell Adam about it (he was up and making himself some eggs), and he said "Oh, I was going to make you breakfast in bed!" So I managed to get back in bed with the Jasp and my best husband ever brought me breakfast in bed! Scrambled eggs and cinnamon raisin toast. He is so wonderful :-) I just love him.

Love

So Saturday, I went to Cheese Days with Michelle and Popp. We had fun, and we got the famous cheese curds before the line was crazy long!! But I was pretty worn out by the time I got home, and I hadn't really eaten a lot, so I was frustrated, tired, and hungry. So Adam says, "What do you really want to eat?" And I said "Potatoes." And he said "Do you have potatoes? Do you want to make some?" And I said "well I have them but I don't want to make them, I just really need a nap." So I went to the fridge and got out tortillas and cheese for a quick "cheater quesadilla" as I call it (in the microwave as opposed to the stovetop). But then I saw that my maybe one-week old tortillas had mold on them. Are you kidding me. So I was just done at that point, I threw away the tortillas and just went to bed. So while I was napping, Adam made me mashed potatoes and garlic toast. I think he's made food for me once, maybe twice, ever. It was so sweet of him, and the potatoes were very good! (He used garlic salt instead of garlic powder on the toast, so that didn't turn out as well, but he gets an A++ for effort.) It was just what I needed. As I have said before, he is a wonderful husband and I am so thankful that he's mine :-)

BHE

aka Best Husband Ever :-) My husband is amazing. He is so knowledgeable and skilled. He has done so much work around the house/yard that it's 2/3 new house. This weekend he hooked up our water softener (last weekend he installed it). He has also painted, installed (a lot of) trim, installed wood floor by himself, built an entire shed without blueprints or a real written plan, repiped our basement, built a dog pen, built multiple shelves (1 large one in our living room, in the front closet for shoes, above the stove for storage, above the washing machine/dryer, and our back storage room in the basement), replaced/installed 2 new toilets, and before I got here, had remodeled or mostly remodeled both bathrooms, not to mention all the things I didn't list here. I am so God-lucky to have him as a husband! :-)

This weekend/ Sad/ Happy

So this weekend, Adam and I went to a marriage retreat at a camp we have been to before as chaperones/leaders for our church's high school group. It was nice to have some time just for us, but there wasn't as much "free time" as we had hoped. It was very session-heavy. We learned a lot of tools to help us fight intelligently. There were a lot of opportunities for us to practice using the tools, which was good, but we didn't really have a lot of unresolved issues, which is also good. So we did practice using them and I think when issues come up, this will help us address them before they become huge blowout problems. It just got me thinking how sad divorce is. I mean, I have always known that, as a child victim of divorce (I don't want to use "victim" to make me seem all pathetic and what-not; I just mean that literally, my parents divorced, and I was a victim, not a "participant"), but this weekend got me thinking about the husband and wife that go through a divorce. Of course it's difficult, but can you imagine if you wanted to try to make it work, but your spouse didn't? And there's nothing you can do, once it gets to the point of the other person giving up/wanting out. They don't need your permission. It doesn't seem fair, because you got into marriage together, but you can get out of it alone. It makes me really feel for the person who wants to make it work, if that is their situation. It also makes me really happy that Adam and I said before we got married (possibly before we even got engaged), that divorce is not an option. It's just not. We are together till death do us part, and thankfully he is a wonderful husband, and I know that when problems come up, we will work through them. Easy for me to say now, right? But it's true. And it's comforting to know that. I feel very God-lucky to have him, and not only that I have a caring husband, but that we both have a personal relationship with Christ, because without that, I can see how it would be so much easier to give up. I love him.

So glad

You hear people say, especially in movies or on TV, but also in real life, that they can't imagine spending their whole life with one person. I think those people are CRAZY. There is no way I would want to keep looking for the next person to spend a few years with, starting the whole process over and over again. Having to get used to a new person, and have them learn all of your quirks and annoying things over and over again. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel nauseated. I'm just so glad that I found the person I get to spend the rest of my life with. Not only am I excited because I found the right person, it's just a relief to not have to worry about all that junk any more.

I have been going to a kickboxing fitness class. It is really kicking my butt (pun slightly intended)! But I like it because I can really tell I am getting a workout. I am hoping to eventually get a six-pack. Or maybe a two- or four- pack, depending. But anyway... I went last night and man, am I sore! Just sitting here typing, my back is achy. I don't like being sore, but I like that I'm at least sore for a good reason.

Ok, that's it for now. I hope you can all survive until the next installment, whenever that may be!