I read quite a few ‘newlywed’ blogs daily, and I have to tell you…these girls lie.
Every post sparkles with the sunshine that is their young marriage; dances with happiness about how wonderful, and amazing their husbands are all day, everyday, without fail.
Take this little snippet for example,
“We could have thrown out every excuse we had and succumbed to slumber, but instead we allowed deeper feelings of desire to rule that evening. If I could describe it a different way it was like we allowed ourselves to dig into dessert, and we weren't shy about asking for whip cream and sprinkles on top!”
Whip cream and sprinkles, really?
In February, Darling Hubby and I will be halfway through our first year as a married couple. (Eeek! Just seeing it in writing makes me oh so happy!)
Are we happy?
Beyond anything we hoped for.
Are we still in love?
More and more each day.
Are we still the same mushy, dotting couple?
Oh, yes we are.
But still…
I prefer to be a bit more of a realist when it comes to the relationship between Darling Hubby & I.
We have bad days.
We bicker and argue over petty things.
I throw fits. (Don’t judge me, I’m Southern.)
He always thinks he’s right.
And sometimes…we hurt each other.
Sure, it doesn’t sound pretty, but it’s the truth. We learn from these so called ‘bad’ things.
Our first months of marriage have been quite charming to be sure, but not without a few road hazards along the way. I thought that today, I would share just two situations that caused strife in our home.
Lesson One:
Establish early on who will keep up with vehicle, home, savings, etc. maintenance.
I am a stickler for having oil changes, tire rotations, and other general preventative maintenance done on our vehicles…Darling Hubby, however, is not.
For 4 months, I offered to take his car for an oil change myself so it wouldn’t waste one of our precious days off from work. I begged, I pleaded…all to no avail.
Finally, he gave in and we had it taken care off, but I had already learned my lesson:
Don’t ask if it needs to be done, just do it so it is.
Lesson Two:
Darling Hubby deserves a welcome home.
-When Darling Hubby gets home from work, take the time to step away from the tv/laptop/crafting supplies, and actually give him your attention.
I struggled with this one daily…not because I wasn’t thrilled he was home, but because whenever I’m up to my ears in crafting supplies…I don’t want to break away!
You enjoy feeling loved & wanted…so does he.
Your turn, loves…share with me the silly things that you & yours bickered over during the early years!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
I can beat this.
Dear friends, allow me to apologize for the extended vacation I took from blogging…now, allow me to share with you the reasons behind it.
The month of December was a rough time for the Darling household. I had headaches daily that eventually progressed into migraines that caused me to completely shut down.
This went on until a random Wednesday night that was exceptionally bad. Picture me being quite pathetic, vomiting, crying, moaning about until Darling Hubby decides that whether I like it or not, we are going to the ER.
Once there, and after medicine has been given and a CT scan has been performed, a neurosurgeon steps in our room to inform us that there is a mass on my brain, and it shouldn’t be there.
A day and a half later, all three sets of my parents have traveled from Texas to Florida to be with Darling Hubby & I. We hadn’t seen any family since the wedding so, even with the circumstances, I was quite the happy girl. At this point, my doctors are still sticking with the ‘it’s a mass’ story, but inform us that it is putting too much pressure on my brain and has to come out.
So, the following day, I have major brain surgery…which, oddly enough, is the first surgery I’ve ever had. Something to be said for doing it big, eh?
When I am coherent again, my neurosurgeon comes to speak with me about what they now know.
I have brain cancer, Glioblastoma to be exact.
That’s the point that we are at right now. Darling Hubby & I are currently residing in Texas to be close to family for support and help once I start treatment.
I want you all to know that we aren’t going to let this take over our lives, just as I’m not going to let it take over my blog but, I will be consistent in sharing updates about our progress.
In the ER:
And now I have no hair:
The month of December was a rough time for the Darling household. I had headaches daily that eventually progressed into migraines that caused me to completely shut down.
This went on until a random Wednesday night that was exceptionally bad. Picture me being quite pathetic, vomiting, crying, moaning about until Darling Hubby decides that whether I like it or not, we are going to the ER.
Once there, and after medicine has been given and a CT scan has been performed, a neurosurgeon steps in our room to inform us that there is a mass on my brain, and it shouldn’t be there.
A day and a half later, all three sets of my parents have traveled from Texas to Florida to be with Darling Hubby & I. We hadn’t seen any family since the wedding so, even with the circumstances, I was quite the happy girl. At this point, my doctors are still sticking with the ‘it’s a mass’ story, but inform us that it is putting too much pressure on my brain and has to come out.
So, the following day, I have major brain surgery…which, oddly enough, is the first surgery I’ve ever had. Something to be said for doing it big, eh?
When I am coherent again, my neurosurgeon comes to speak with me about what they now know.
I have brain cancer, Glioblastoma to be exact.
That’s the point that we are at right now. Darling Hubby & I are currently residing in Texas to be close to family for support and help once I start treatment.
I want you all to know that we aren’t going to let this take over our lives, just as I’m not going to let it take over my blog but, I will be consistent in sharing updates about our progress.
In the ER:
The target area:
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