I love my daughter, but boy do I love my husband.
One reason I wanted to wait so long to have our first child is because I wanted to have a strong foundation with my husband. Especially since we were practically kids ourselves when we got married, and we had a lot of growing up to do. Add to that the fact that we had known each other for six months (hey, when you know you know) and a little extra time together didn’t hurt.
Who should come first? Your child or your spouse? I think this answer is a little different for everyone, but something I’ve always been pretty sure about myself.
In normal everyday passing a request from my daughter may get answered before a honey-do request from my husband. Mostly because we can get things done faster that way and avoid the nagging from our demanding two year old. But overall, when it comes to quality time and attention, my husband has an edge.
Despite my stance on this, it doesn’t mean I give MORE time and attention to my husband, because in actuality I don’t. I can’t. The way our schedules work we’re sometimes like two ships passing in the night, he comes in at midnight and I’m our the door by 4am. We both get a lot of time with our daughter, and all together as a family, but time alone as a couple is hard to come by. So when it does come by, I jump at the opportunity with little hesitation.
Last Friday, I anchored the morning show and was off by 11am. He had the whole day off, so we played hookie from our toddler… Sent her for a day at pre-school while we went to Dave and Busters.
I was looking forward to this all week. No need to hire a sitter… Her school was open til’ 6:30, and we had hours of fun while she painted, played napped and learned.
He’s the love of my life, and we deserve us time.
This was one of my goals to work on before #2. We unfortunately don’t have family around to watch Lil’ J whenever we want to get out. But a friend and I set up a babysitting swap where we’ll not just babysit, but also put each other’s kiddo to bed so when date night out is over, you can continue the date inside without interruptions (if you know what I mean).
I am treasuring these moments because I know they’re hard to come by when you have a tiny one around. I guess thats a perk to not being pregnant yet and another reason to be thankful and remember everything happens for a reason.
It took some time for me to feel comfortable going out without Lil’ J. I still have a guilty conscience that screams at me when I’m not at work and not with her. But the way I see it…
Spending time with her daddy and making sure we’re good–that’s an investment in her future too.