This last weekend my 4yo daughter spent some time with my parents on the farm. This isn’t anything new, I think we started doing this when she turned 2. I use to spend time with my Grandmother when I was a child. I don’t remember when I was really little but I have heard stories and then when I was older I would spend a week with her in the summer. I loved that time with her and wanted to carry that on.
This meant that my husband and I had an entire weekend just the two of us. The times before we usually had a small trip planned, to Vail was our last one, but this time we had absolutely nothing planned. Nothing. I had the entire day to myself last Friday and I had a huge list of things that I wanted to do but instead I found myself not knowing what to do. I went from one task to another and only finished a few things. I am so use to having such a short period of time to work on business that I have no choice but to be focused and I get a lot done. So Friday felt like a waste to me which didn’t start the weekend off on a good note. My husband had to have something to do or else he goes crazy, his brain does not stop! That poor man is exhausted because his brain is go go go. So in trying to come up with a good idea he decided he wanted to tackle the playset. See, we have been trying to put a playset in our backyard all summer but because we have to have ‘permission‘ from our home owners association we had to wait to hear from them first. Well they decided to take 2 months to get back to us…AFTER…I contacted them asking what the heck was the deal! Don’t get me started and definitely don’t ask my husband about it, you will see fire shoot from his eyes if you do! So after crunching the numbers (those things are crazy expensive!) we go for it.
My husband and I usually work pretty good together and this last weekend was no exception. Our project went together very nicely and we did other fun things like eat out almost every meal and went to the movies. I found myself just incredibly happy last weekend. I missed my daughter but knew she was in good hands. What made me so happy was reconnecting with my husband of 11 years, partner for 16 years. My daughter demands his attention and doesn’t share him much. Sometimes her and I compete for his attention and usually I loose. That is ok, he’s gone all day and she needs him. BUT…I need him too and to get that back for a couple of days was wonderful.
What I learned? That in the rush and tumble of every day life the most important thing is my marriage. When our marriage isn’t working our family isn’t going to work either. We put our daughter ahead of ourselves a lot but I am finding that just doesn’t work, not long term. I must focus on him first, to keep my marriage as strong as I can. The only thing more important is God. God is our rock on which this marriage stands!!! Build your marriage on a rock, not sand, then our daughter will find comfort and security within that marriage. Am I making sense? I hope so!
Here is our daughter on her playset!
Here it is. No swings…yet…have to save our pennies! Looks nice I think.
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