This was our first Valentines Day since B was born. I thought I had set my expectations quite low. After all I let my hubby spend the majority of the day snowboarding with a friend. It is just a Hallmark holiday, right? We spent Friday night at a fundraising banquet for the DREAM program (DREAM enables people with disabilities to ski and snowboard) and enjoyed listening to the band (Norse refuses to dance in public and I have learned to live with that.) We also "won" some auction goodies for our valentine's gifts.
The previous year at the banquet we won a night at the Kandahar Lodge at the Whitefish Mountain Resort. We had to use it, so lucky for us we were able to book for last Saturday night, Valentine's Day. Remember, I wasn't looking for anything incredibly romantic, we were taking the boy with us. I remind you my expectations were quite low, I just wanted B to go to bed at his normal bedtime, and Norse and I to just be able to relax, watch some TV, and maybe hit the hot tub. Not too much to ask, right? Well, apparently my expectations were just a tad too high, because I ended up with a whiny son who would NOT sleep until well after 8:00 pm and only after we turned everything off and were quiet. Then my husband fell asleep at about the same time, so I got to enjoy the evening watching a Cosby show marathon and wishing for some chocolate. LAME!
I guess it was just another reminder of how my life has changed since the baby came. I know it is only for a season and B will be able to do overnighters after he is done nursing and more comfortable with other people. I think I was just shocked to realize that staying at home can be (and is) more romantic than an evening out. It was just another reality check as I learn what parenthood is all about.
I have come to the point in my life where I long to be the wife again. I spend so much time and energy being "momma" that sometimes there just isn't the time to be the loving wife too. How do I make the most of the limited time I have with my husband? I am open for suggestions, because this momma needs to rearrange her priorities.