Saturday, February 22, 2014

Date Night


The original Bauer Bunch circa Christmas 2005.

Do you know your vacuum's Lucky Charm capacity? I can say without hesitation that I do.

But that cute, well-rested girl up there? She doesn't have a clue. She probably hasn't even seen her vacuum in a few months nor does she know the best travel path for cleaning her shoe box of an apartment. A week's worth of laundry is probably waiting in her bedroom and I'll bet you a crab rangoon she grabbed one of five crumpled Chinese food menus seconds after this selfie-before-selfie-was-a-word was snapped. Oh, and also? That girl is deliriously happy.

See that guy up there? Yeah, she's been dating him for about five months and wearing his grandmother's engagement ring for three. Once she allowed their friendship to blossom into something more, sparks flew. They have no idea where their June wedding will take them, and they can't imagine the walls that will stand in their way. All they knew in this frozen moment is that they wanted to do it together, and if that's not reason enough to get married, then I don't know what is. Fast forward a little to see that she found her vacuum, he honed his cooking skills, and married life was the picture of domesticated bliss. Then they made three babies, and things got a bit more complicated. And, here we are.

{Thanks for keeping up.}

Day in and day out, I feel like I'm chasing my tail. While I'm in the kitchen sweeping up one mess, my kids are in their bedrooms making another. Dishes pile into the sink the minute I close the dishwasher and the cycle of dirty laundry is endless. Between the job I'm paid for and the jobs I'm not, life has me running crazy, and I can become desperate for escape. Those two in that picture are still around. They're older, they don't get nearly enough sleep, and they vacuum up Lucky Charms more often than they'd care to admit, but they are still very much in love. And they deserve a break.

Tonight Jonathan and I have dinner and hotel reservations to stretch our Valentine's Day celebration another weekend and enjoy a little kid-free time for conversation, romance, and glorious sleep. You better believe I've perused the menu and can already imagine sinking my teeth into gorgeous filet mignon. It will be the best steak of my life, mark my words. No kiddie menus for our table tonight. Just us.

Life can start spinning away from me, but I know I can cling to him when everything else slips through my fingers. I can't count on Owen to listen to me, I can't count on Nathan to be quiet, I can't count on Nora to sleep through the night, but I can count on Jonathan to hold my hand and walk beside me. I am well aware of how lucky I am for that.

I may complain and whine and moan about the everyday life of a mother, but I do know exactly how good I have it. I am blessed.


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