In other threads we've thought it might be fun to have a place dedicated for those wonderful moments with significant others - and by wonderful I mean that sincerely and sarcastically. Tell us when your significant other does something that makes you want to scream, tell us when they do something that makes you love them a little more than you ever thought you could - and tell us anything in between! Let's hear about those significant others!
Re: Significant Others: The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly!
He has been dying to get her a bike seat since before she was born, so he put it all together and took her out as soon as it got warm enough. From what I gather, they both loved it. Watching DH be a father is the best.
ETA: I forgot the part where he almost took them to get ice cream from our local (delicious) ice cream place, but he didn't want to get ice cream without me. I wouldn't have minded, but still the thought was sweet.
Excuse me? Are you telling me to go spend money? On pretty things for myself?? I love you!
For the record, I instead took a long nap on the couch and then got myself a fantastic salad from Zaxby's, but it's definitely the thought that counts.
Since we all seem to be starting with the good, here's a picture of my 2 favorite guys from St. Patrick's Day. My little man got my husband's smile that lights up a room!!
Anyway, this past weekend we were out of town visiting some good friends of ours. We had a great weekend with them and truly enjoyed our time, but by the time it was time to go, I got in the car and looked at him and was truly thankful for him and all that he does for me, for our growing family, and who he is that I just looked over at him and said 'I love you!' Sometimes you just need to be with another couple where you see their issues so glaringly that it makes you truly treasure what and who you get to spend the rest of your life with.
Examples from this weekend that made me love my husband even more:
1) Witnessing the other husband text on his phone during every single meal together! Not for work, to friends.
2) Witnessing DH interact with their 10-month old and hearing him comment about how he can't wait for ours to be that age.
3) Witnessing the wife continuously nit-pick at the husband for the ENTIRE weekend. I swear she never stopped and he just took it.
4) Realizing simply how much they rely on her parents for everything from daycare, to a new car, to a country club membership, etc. I swear at their late 20s with a baby, the only thing they pay for with having two full time jobs, is their mortgage.
5) DH being responsible with our money and investments (hence part of #4)
6) DH respecting my views, listening to my views, and valuing constructive feedback/discussions
7) DH gets me and loves me for who I am.
Like I said, we did enjoy the weekend, but it was definitely an eye-opening experience to me showing that although DH isn't perfect on the romance scale, in every other way, he's perfect for me.
My bad/ugly on my husband is his phone use - it wasn't so bad this weekend while we were away together but typically he's on his phone/ipad so much just checking sports scores/doing daily fantasy that it drives me up a wall.
He did the dishes last night during Emmett's bathtime (he always does.. bless him) but didn't unload the dishwasher, He said he "didn't have time" I couldn't help but say "what about that 3 hour nap?" I get 5 hours worth of housework done in a 3 hour nap... just sayin
He also takes her to the park and to his mom's regularly so I can have some alone/down time at home.
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DH and I both despise cleaning.Because of our mutual hatred, we've become fairly comfortable living in a certain level of filth and clutter. Those dirty socks on the living room floor? Eh - they'll make it to the laundry eventually... That mail from three months ago? Some day it will get sorted, no doubt.
Well eventually one of us will have the energy and say enough is enough and go on a cleaning spree. I did quite a bit of cleaning on Sunday - I cleaned the bathroom, the fridge, the dog (which is no easy task, mind you) and did few loads of laundry. I did ALL of this while DH relaxed since, according to his life philosophy Sunday is strictly for relaxing.
And then yesterday DH was on his cleaning streak. All would be find and dandy, except he ALWAYS expects me to drop everything and clean along with him when he suddenly has the energy to clean and completely ignores the fact that I clean on my own schedule. So instead of just picking up his own shit and dealing with it, he decided to berate me to do my party - completely ignoring all the work I did the day before.
I swear I love my DH, but man, I did not need that!
Also, when it comes to cleaning - for some ugly: My husband is very hairy, and I am so damn sick of cleaning up hair/dust bunnies of his.. especially from under where his towel hangs, the lip of the shower, under his side of the bed. UGHHH. Please let these children have my texture of hair and not get me tangled up in some giant shedded hairball
The bad: DH is recently obsessed with Clash of Clans. He has never been a game player before so him staring at his phone incessantly gets me suspicious. I go look and sure enough- he's "building his clan." I get so irrationally annoyed because he's always playing that dumb game!!!!!!! I am very good at putting my phone away and being present so it's annoying that he is so engrossed in this thing.
And also, we all do things that make us the good, the bad and the ugly. I get really moody, like a flip of a switch, so I can see my husband having a million complaints. I also have had a pretty decreased sex drive for a couple years now, I'm sure he'd complain about that too!
Right now it's lower than rock bottom, if there is a such a place. It's cavern-in-the-sea-floor low or something.
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He works extremely hard to support us and makes sure we have everything we need. He really is the greatest.
This made me feel like I need to clean and put out more hahaha.
I'd like to add that my DH travels all the time for work. Pretty much every weekend. He usually flies out on Thursdays and back by Sunday afternoon. By the time he gets back I have hit rock bottom with the girls (3 and 1). By that I just mean I am completely spent, after all I'm trying to cook a baby here too!
Instead of acting tired, which I know he is, and just crashing when he gets home, he always offers to take the girls to the park, dinner, walk etc so I can have a little "me" time. His job is strenuous and he hardly ever complains about his aches and pains and the stress of traveling. he always comes home and gives 100 percent of his attention to us. Gotta love him for that! Especially because after traveling I am a cranky, tired biotch. Guess his body is used to it after all these years. Love ya kid (he'll never see this)
DD #1 3/26/13
Mo/Mo twins MMC 3/31/14
DD #2 3/31/15
DD #3 8/25/16
The ugly? I am by no means a clean freak. My mom is clean to the point of OCD, my grandmother is a borderline hoarder with 20 cats. I have fallen somewhere in the middle. DH's mother raised 8 kids by herself so ain't no body got time to make their house look like it's in Home & Garden, you feel me? So our house is almost always a little untidy, and we're ok with that. But lately I have been getting major anxiety with the house is even a little bit messy. If I feel something on the floor in bare feet, I have to vacuum. DH has decided that since he has to do the cat box until October, I get to do the rest. Which means I'm coming home to his mess in the kitchen from cooking, which is a disaster, his crazy Jamaican hair all over the floor and in the sink, and his clothes ALWAYS on the floor next to the laundry hamper. Yesterday I finally got sick of it and put his dirty dishes and clothes on his side of the bed and put the covers over it. Surprisingly he actually thought it was hilarious when he went to crawl into bed last night and simply said "Point taken babe" and did the dishes at 11 pm and put in a load of laundry. That man gets me.
Today was my last day of of my clinical, and I'm officially done my RN program, which in and of itself is a HUGE accomplishment and I am incredibly proud of myself. Last night I mentioned to DH that I would really love to go out and celebrate, nothing crazy just a dinner and a movie. DH is super forgetful, like bordering on short term memory loss, so I texted him this morning from the hospital to remind him. I got home early, so I got dressed up, did my hair and make up which I NEVER do anymore because who has the time or energy, and was waiting for him to get home. He gets home, runs around the house for a bit collecting stuff and I'm like umm whatcha doin? He says he's going over to his brothers place to hang out for a bit and before I know it he's out the car and gone. I just kind of stood there in shock, and then burst into tears... ruining the godamn flawless winged eyeliner that I NEVER FUCKING GET RIGHT. I'm pissed, and upset and probably over emotional but I was looking forward to this all day and I can't even have a glass of wine to celebrate. I need a hug...
Am I an awful person for being disappointed? This on top of a really rough day I had (I posted in the random thread about it). I'm so tired but I'm so wound up now that I can't sleep
Me: 30 | DH: 32
Together since 2008 | Married 2012
TTC #1 October 2014
BFP #1 October 2014 | CP #1 October 2014
BFP #2 November 2014 | CP #2 December 2014
BFP #3 June 2015 | MMC at 16 weeks September 2015
BFP #4 January 2016 | EDD September 12, 2016 | Baby Ducks born September 5, 2016
Edited because I don't actually know how to add a gif, but think Tom and Donna and treat yo'self.
@yellowrose314They might have to be mock-mimosas though
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