My Funny Valentine

My funny Valentine 

You indulge me. 

In my attempts to catch our sons in the act of jumping I ended up snagging only a few good ones of Jacek and none of Aidan.

I became frustrated.

So, you my funny valentine, tell me to go and do a few jumps and you will take the pictures.

 

Then you hand the camera back.

"Let me try", you say.

  

After the first shot you run back and we view the captured jump.

We marvel over the cuteness of Aidan because he is smiling even though we can't see his face.

You are not happy with that jump, my funny valentine.

"Aww, my head got cut off.  Let me try again."

  

This time the jump is awesome and I capture it.

We laugh and laugh (we sure can laugh) over the awesomeness of the jump but also in the captured nonchalant pose of our cat.

"You know how you stand and let Daddy jump over you?" You say to Jacek

"Here, stand here.  Daddy will jump over you."

And just like that my idea to capture the boys jumping has turned into a full on photo shoot of YOU, my funny valentine.

"Ok, ok I say, I think I've taken enough." 

"Ah, c'mon just a few more. I have an idea"  

You see, I just don't think you can help yourself.

So, I took a few more.

  

Happy Valentines Baby....

My Funny Valentine.

My ____ _____Valentine

My 

Valentine

My Goober Love.

My double dose of momminess.

Being Jacek's Mommy and

being YOUR Mommy 

are two very different things.

It took me awhile to realize that.

Your laugh is infectious

your smile lights the room

You are nothing like I expected

And I am so very, very proud.

 

Stubborn

Determined

Persistent

(like me)

A Go-gettin, nothing can stop me

defiant and fun 

200% boy

You are going to make this

world YOURS someday.

 I'll be watching

and Cheering

and crying

every step of the way.  

(Yeah, that's what Mommies do)

I love you my smiley stubborn Valentine.

My ________ Valentine

My

Valentine

 

My Munchkin love.

My 1st glimpse into momminess

My heart had no idea

of many things

before you

shared them with me

I would stare at you for hours

if you'd let me

 but you ask me to stop.

So, I watch you when you're not looking

because I can't stop.

and I Never will.

 

 My little helper.

My picker upper.

My heart bump bumper.

The first years (4 already)

have gone by so fast.

You barely fit on to my lap.

but you still try

and I love the uncomfortable squish.

You are going to be an AMAZING man.

Amazing.

but you get to be my little boy first.

So slow done okay.

Just settle down with me for awhile.

and 

thank you.

because I know

You cuddle with me

even though it's not

*really*

what you want to do

but you know I love it

so you do.

I love you my Sweet Valentine.

Love Is Not A Chore

Back in December 2009 I wrote a post titled, The 365 list.  In short it was 3 things I want to work on this year, 6 things I want to do and 5 things to get rid of.  

#2 on the list of things I want to work on this year was this:

Giving my husband more attention, hugs, kisses, praise, appreciation, touches, love.

So far I have done nothing more then the same.  I feel bad.  I know I kind of stink in this department.  

I always tell my husband that it's not just one special effort that matters, it's the consistency behind numerous efforts that becomes recognized.  

I should follow my own advice, I know.

Personally, I would rather have my husband being more attentive, nurturing, touching and loving 100 days out of the year then get over loaded on just one day, whether it be Valentines Day or our anniversary with gifts, flowers and other stuff that will litter the house.

Luckily, neither one of us puts too much emphasis on Valentines Day.  We do a little more extra with our Anniversary but we're just not about all that.  However, we really haven't been about all the little things either.

It bothers me.

I have all the ideas but just seem to lack the motivation/energy/oomph to implement them.  

What does that say about me and my feelings toward our relationship?

I want to be the wife who leaves post it notes around the house, reaches for his hand while walking beside him, rubs his back without being asked and packs his lunch from time to time without huffing.

I want to be the wife who is daydreamed about because my husband can't quite figure me out. I want to be the wife who's husband never has to wonder if she's in to him still.

I want to be the wife who wants to be kissed with more then just lips, way more often and way longer.

I think I'm a good wife but I think I need to be reminded of how to be an AWESOME girlfriend.  

because there was a time when I know...

he knew, without a doubt, that he was everything I ever wanted.

Now, with my mommy tummy insecurities, my busy day to day schedule and everything else in between...

somewhere in all that crap

I've lost sight of my husband and his needs and his wants.

It feels wrong to say that this is something I have to work at but it's true.  It's the same with anything else, in order to make it a habit, you have to do something to nudge it along every single day.

After awhile it should become easier, more consistent and natural.

Make time, I always tell myself.  Make time.  

I've got to step up my game.  Haha.  I've got to get some game first.

I'm gonna start by working on all the little things, because I really do believe, it is those things that my husband will remember AND he deserves them.

Loving my husband is not a chore.  

It's time for me to re-learn a few things.