Today is our 4th anniversary! Woo. I'm pretty sure we're going to celebrate tonight by eating frozen pizza and watching Turbo or Monster House or Frozen. Whatever the 6 year old wants to watch. Maybe, just maybe, we'll get to watch a grown-up movie and I won't fall asleep on the couch halfway through it.
If that's not living the dream, I don't know what is!
If you had told me 5 years ago that I would have the life I have now, I would have scoffed. Openly. I wasn't the type of woman who wanted kids. I wasn't even sure I was the type of woman who wanted to be tied down to one guy. I definitely wasn't the type to get involved with a guy who already had kids. I had tried that a few times and there was always too much baggage. I had a life and a career and was doing alright.
Now, here I am: married with a 6 year old stepson and a 6 month old baby, a house out in the country with a little bit of land and a whole lot of animals, wanting desperately to be a work from home wife and mom. I'm happier sitting on our back porch watching the sunset than I am going out on the town. I'd rather be in my yoga pants, t-shirt, and barefoot than in a cute dress and heels. I know and can recite the entire script of Frozen and have songs from that movie playing in my head nonstop. I've almost got all of Turbo memorized too. (Can you tell which two movies the 6 year old likes to watch every day?)
P doesn't take me on exotic vacations or on fancy dates. We rarely if ever even go out to eat in Memphis. If we make it to Southaven, we're living large. We will probably never be rich enough to have a lake house or a condo. But, we've got each other and we've got our little family. And we have fun together. And we laugh and we cuddle and we love. And sometimes, like the Beatles said, that really is all you need.
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