I'm Back!

After what has been a whirl-wind week of ups, and downs, being crazy busy, and completely calm, I'm back.

Thanks for being patient with me!

At the beginning of last week I was 100% certain that I was pregnant, and had been for a few weeks. I was having all of the symptoms, and 1 out of 4 tests read a slight positive (for anyone who does not know what I mean, it means that one of the lines in the + sign was fainter than the other one.)

Anyhow, I made the best decision in the world to keep myself occupied with life, and to finish all that I have been putting off, and also in not letting myself get my hopes up, because I am not pregnant ;( anymore.

It's okay though, I'm alright with it now. I was, I'm certain, but only a few weeks along, so it could have been worse.

This has never happened to me before, and was shocking at the time. I started spotting ever so lightly on the day of my period, and then nothing for 4 days. On the 4th day, I began spotting again, all day. I thought perhaps this was normal, because some women spot slightly the first month that they are pregnant. It certainly wasn't anything near my normal heavy, aweful period. Until all of a sudden, it was the worst I've ever had.

Not to gross anyone out, but I feel it good to share the experience, that I just knew I was pregnant, because it looked as though there was a little more than just my "period" - if you know what I mean. Too much information, I know, but thought it good to share anyway.

I was devastated the day this happened, heart broken really, but then I remembered all the women that I know who have gone through worse, and I looked around at my beautiful family, and I knew it was going to be alright. Everything happens for a reason.

So, I have spent the week, with cramps, and aweful feelings, but have come to make a great decision in my life. I am not going to continue trying to get pregnant right away any longer, I want to give myself a bit of a break, and I'm going to do one of the last things that I've been meaning to do but have kept on the back burner in my life. I'm going to lose weight! In fact, I've already lost 5 pounds, and I'm on a great new diet, and exercise program which has really been all about eating healthier, and eating the right amounts of certain types of foods. An overall bettter lifestyle change.

My goal is to lose all my baby weight from my previous 3 babes, by
March. I have 35lbs to go.

When I reach my goal, I plan to go on a holiday with my hubbie to Florida if, and when I succeed - and without the kids, then we're going to start trying again!!!

I'm so excited about it, and it feels right.

I feel like I should have known that what I was doing with trying ti have a baby right away, was just not the right time for our family - 9 months from now, is not a great time for our family to have a new baby, and a year from now seems a whole lot better timing for us. That way there will be no stressing, and no rush.

So I'm happy to report that I'm happy. I'm glad I took the break that I needed (some other things in my life just had to take priority for a change,) and that I'm back, whether you like it, or not, you're stuck with me talking about good ol' sex, and motherhood!!

Now that my period is FINALLY over, man it was horrible, tonight is going to be made into a romantic, fun, and passionate one for hubbie, and I.

After almost a week and a half without sex, I tell you even little ol' me is getting kinda hungry for some lovin'!

Well, talk at you all later, thanks again for being so supportive, you gals- and guys are all so amazing!



Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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I Blog for Sanity

I'm sure that many Moms, and Dads that blog can relate to "blogging for sanity." It truly seems to be a great venew to vent, rant, or to do whatever it is that you need to do to feel better - it's great therapy!

I'm sure many of you are also wondering what happened this morning....well no sign of any monthly visitors yet! So I'm super excited, but trying to control myself since I'm a firm believer in NOT getting your hopes up.

In the mean time, until I get a definite answer, I'm going to be taking a little blogging break, because I can't bare reflecting on any thoughts at the moment, as they are all centered on 1 thing: getting pregnant.

So until I know either YES or NO...I'm going to take a short break, and get all the things done that I've been putting last in my life. I have a mural for my son to finish, an office that is basically a mountain of paperwork, a car that smells like poop and curdled milk, 3 dogs to groom, a blanket to finish crocheting, a few books to finish illustrating, and a few more chapters to write on my many other books, and oh....I might make a few more quilts for my kids! LOL. Whatever it takes. YES - you would be AMAZED at what I can accomplish when I put my mind to it! I've inherited my mother's SUPER Woman gene to be super productive (hopefully reproductive too, haha.)

I plan to be back to my blog by the end of the week, and certainly by then I will have some firm answer as to whether or not I'm pregnant. Either way, I believe that everything happens for a reason, and I think that this is the perfect opportunity to tie up some loose ends in my life.

Who knows, maybe I'll come back a changed woman! I better Mom and Wife!? We'll see. Maybe I'll just find a way to get my sanity back! Talk soon everyone, and thanks for having me in your thoughts.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Dry Spells

**Weep, weep** you can hear from my husband as he walks out the door to work. Man, he has it bad. Can you believe it's been 3 full sexless days for him? He must think he's practically a virgin, or something. I am certain, that as married men, and women we all go through a "dry spell" every once, and a while when it comes to not having sex, or giving oral sex.

For us, it's been like 3 days, and already my husband is pouting, complaining, and exaggerating that it's been weeks, almost a month - and I thought I was the one who has succumbed to memory loss after having 3 little ones.

What I would like to know, and what I'm sure many women would like to know is what is the typical length of a "dry spell" in a marriage? Is it a week? A month? A year?


If everyone would share their experiences as married women, and men that have children that would be great. Perhaps myself, and many other women could give our husbands who are fathers, a reason to simmer down after only missing a night or 2! After all, sometimes there is more to life than sex - right?

Although, I know my husband would disagree.

The original version of this cartoon pic is shaking, and it's quite funny, I found it at www.cartoons4fun.com



Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Fire in My Panties

So this is how it went....


I was awake for 3 full hours in the middle of the night, my 2 year-old decided that he no matter what did not want to stay in his bed.

The only reason I kept trying to put him back to bed was because I was afraid that he might fall down the stairs since he was half-asleep.

After a long, and stressful night, I groggily woke because I had to. My 2 other little ones were wide awake at sunrise, and needed me.

I didn't manage to get everyone out of their pajamas, or myself for that matter, but we all did get some breakfast just before my husband was about to leave for work.


He wasn't quite ready to leave just yet, and he asked me, "is there anything I can do for you Sweetheart? Anything at all?" He seemed to be reluctant to go.


"YES! - if you're going to hang around for a bit, you could please look after the kids for just a half hour so I can get some rest, my head feels like it's going to explode." I plea.


"Sure!" He says.


I'm just tingling with excitement, and love for my husband. What a great guy!

"How about we go back to bed, make love, and then I'll watch the kids?" He continues.

"Well that sounds perfect minus the making love part, someone has to watch the kids." I say.


"Oh, well, I have to get going anyway." He says.


"Well, what about my nap!?" I ask, feeling totally misled, and unimportant.


"I don't actually have time." He says.


No time!?? What happened to his generous offer just seconds earlier, oh wait, I know as soon as sex was taken out of the equation, my Dear husband ran out of time. Well thanks, thanks a lot.

I spent the day in my pajamas, with a frown on my face, feeling so tired that I felt like someone had just pumbled me, and squashed my head between 2 bricks. I thought, "wait until he needs a favor from me! Sure Honey, I'll give you a great big bj, but first.....oh wait, I forgot I don't have any time!"


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Marriage Tidbits

Here are some great tidbits from some married people, mainly women that I found to be quite profound while reading the article The things no one ever tells you about being married. I found this article over at Canadian Living.

Here were my favourite tidbits:

"If he leaves his socks on the floor on your honeymoon, chances are he is going to leave his socks on the floor on your 50th wedding anniversary." - Shannon, 36, married 10 years

"My only advice is to spend quality time together doing something you both enjoy." - Andrea, 34, married 7 years

"Whether you have been married for 6 months or 60 years, always put 100 per cent into your relationship and respect each other. If you looked at marriage as if both partners had the opportunity to renew the contract every 5 years, would your spouse want to renew?" - Judy, 41, married 18 years

"Remember, you do not love yourself 100 per cent of the time so do not expect to love your spouse 100 per cent of the time either. Seventy-five to 80 per cent will do." - Helen, 59, married 35 years

"Learn the fine art of compromise." - Dave, 57 (Cathy's husband)

"If you never think I’ve had it with him/her and I’m outta here' during your marriage then I suspect you are just not human.” - Jane, 60, married 37 years

If there was one thing that I could say about marriage, it would be....

"Love your partner each day as if their being with you is a gift, and you might never see them again. Laugh every day with them. Play every day with them. Surprise them each day. Love them with all of your heart, never hold back. Before you die, be able to say 'I lived, and I loved' and never have regrets." - Mama of Romance

What would you say? Comment below, and share your words of wisdom on the subject of marriage.

Here's a funny video clip of a ventriloquist on the subject of marriage, there is some foul language, but it is so funny!



Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Who Wants to Hear From Mr. Romance?

My husband and I have talked on a few occassions about him doing a GUEST post about how a Dad of 3 busy little kids feels about his sometimes non-existant great sex life. I'd like to know from you whether or not you'd like a little inside look at the thoughts, and opinions of Mr. Romance.

Plus, it will give me more time to take it easy, and get better (yah right!) Can you believe that I'm sick again! I swear everytime one of us gets sick in the household, then it passes on to the next person whether they've already had it or not.

My hubbie was just asking me actually - "Why are you always sick?" He said this with a pout on his face, thinking "Man, if she's sick, that means no nookie for me!"

Anyhow, I just shrugged him off, I can hardly speak so I have been rather silent the last week or so. Later on, I was carrying my 1 year-old downstairs, and I was talking to him all cutesy-baby like, because I love him, and he's so cute. And, do you know what he did? He sneezed directly into my wide-open mouth!

It was a big, wet, slimy, lumpy sneeze, just to give a really great mental picture here.

And, absolutely discusting. I could actually taste boogers.

My husband wonders why I get sick....hahaha. I wonder.

So, let me know if you'd like to hear from the Great, the one, the only, Super Dad of 3, Mr. Romance! If he posts, it will be this Wednesday - so be sure to check back for his post.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Reality Bites

Literally, after months of complaining bragging about my over-worked wonderful, handsome husband, my son nailed our living situation right on the head.

And, he is only 2 years-old.

Daddy came home late again, and instead of saying "Daddy, Daddy!!!! Hi Daddy!" like he used to, he walked up to my husband with a sour face, and said "You are NOT HERE Daddy."

My husband looked puzzled, and asked "What do you mean I'm not here?"

My threatening-to-bite 2 year-old repeated "You are NOT HERE. Nope. You are not. You are NOT here!" He was starting to sound angry.

His father now looking even more puzzled, and I just shrugged my shoulders, and said "Sweetie, Daddy's here. I know he wasn't here with us earlier at Grandma, and Grandpa's house, but he's here now so please be nice to him, and say hello!"

My little man gave another sour look, and walked away.

Could it be that my feelings toward my husband when he's not around, albeit I keep my thoughts to myself are having an impact on my kids - sure they are.

But, it also doesn't help that we had just been at the in-laws, and everyone kept saying over and over again "Where on earth is he?" about my husband.


Kids pick up on EVERYTHING!

Things are getting better. I love my husband very much, and know that like a person's character gains strength through experiencing ups and downs, so does the character of our marriage.

Thanks little man for giving Daddy another much needed reality check.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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A Quarter of a Century

I just turned a quarter of a century, can you believe it? And although no other Birthday has ever had me really feeling differently about my life, this one seems to have created a huge impact.


I just turned a quarter of a century...it keeps repeating itself inside my head, as does the long list of things that I want to do, and of who I want to be when I "grow up."


Well, here I sit, in my pj's, pondering my life, my 3 little men running, and crawling all around me. I'm not sure if it's the fact that it feels like 2 seconds ago I was 20, and in a blink 5 years have passed, and - okay, what happened to ME?


The dawn of my Birthday, I made a few decisions.

After a night full of tears, barely no sleep, and having spend it alone for the first time in my entire marriage in a different bed, in a different room, crying. I got up, and I felt different.

My husband has been making work his first priority since mid summer, and after months of fighting, and what I thought had been the worst of it behind us, I went to bed the night before my 25th Birthday with my husband calling me a "bossy," "nagging" wife who should have dinner at least in the microwave ready for him when he gets home late, again, and strive to please not only his stomach, but his insatiable desire to have sex daily, all without having my 1 true need answered - his presence.


I suppose he simply cannot understand why after he works so hard to provide for his family, why I should have any complaints.


Everything for me came crashing down.


Looking in the mirror at who I had become, and what I had allowed my life to be, I was silently making grave, near catastrophic decisions.

Would I stay married to the man of my dreams for as long as we both shall live? Would I allow my husband to make me feel guilty for not being the bread winner of the family, and yet not being a door mat, and making demands for myself and my family? Would I continue to be the cause of his misery because his hopes have sourly been disappointed at the lack of sex in our marriage, in his opinion? Should I continue to feel alone, with no support, miserable, that I had been deceived in having a partner in marriage, in raising kids only to find out that I'm on my own?

Would I continue to life a lonely existence, without the support of a husband, and father that was promised to me?


I thought about my dreams too.


Of being a writer, an illustrator, an artist. I wasn't going to go another day in this life without working towards these goals, never again. I've always put what I want last.


Before I was married my mother said this to me: "Don't get married. Not now. It's not the right time. You're young, you have to finish school. You'll wind up barefoot and pregnant, and he'll want to be the boss - because he'll be the one supporting you. Get your life straightened out first, get finished with school, make something of yourself, and you be his equal. He grew up with old-fashioned parents, he won't ever be able to see you as an equal unless you put yourself first."


With these words haunting me as I look in the mirror, crying because I feel like my mom had been exactly right. With her no longer here to help console me, to listen to me, or to guide me, I feel terrible alone, and for once I feel silenced.


I think my husband knew it on the day of my Birthday, he saw it in my eyes that it was as though I had died a little - or given up.

I believe that all marriages have their reasons for discord. Ours was sex, and money. While we both have different needs, and expectations, I feel like we have come to a point whether we need to decide whether we go one unhappily, happily, or not at all.


But, I also believe that a person can only go on so long while being ignored.

For my Birthday he had agreed not to buy me anything upon my request, all that I asked for was a little of his time - specifically to help finish a room in our some what neglected house.


He was about to leave for work, and asked if he should go ahead and get the required materials on his way home for the job, and I said that I didn't care.


He could have just let it be, and went about his way. But he didn't, he came home with the supplies anyway, and finished the room completely.

Afterward, he turned to me, and held me, and it was as though I had my old husband back. He asked what was wrong, and for once he really listened.

I told him how I felt, that I didn't want to go another 5 years with him being miserable that he doesn't get enough sex, me being the cause of his misery. I didn't want to be miserable because my kids, and myself don't get to spend enough time with him. I wanted to choose happiness. I asked - what he wanted to choose. Again, I told him my one and only request - that he just be home a little earlier, for dinner, and to help put the kids to bed, every day. That's it.


He choose happiness, too, albeit it's imperfection.

We went out that evening, it had been the first time we'd gone out in a month or so. It was much needed.

I spent a lot of time talking to an older neighbor that had been there as well, and this is what she had to say about marriage:


"Marriage is never perfect. Couples always have their differences, their problems. It's when one person believes that the grass might be greener on the other side, that they aren't satisfied that they are sorely mistaken, because the grass on the other side has it's pitfalls too. It's important to play together, the family that plays together, stays together. Make time for just the two of you, and make your expectations clear."

I repeated all of this to him, and I think we both needed the night out together, and to hear these words. Marriage certainly has it's ups, and downs, and they all certainly make us stronger.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Naughty Wednesday

I hope you enjoy this amazing woman comedian Mrs. Hughes as much as I did. She is so funny, and just a little naughty.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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The Great Baby Debate

4 years, 5 months, and 17 days ago I became a Mom for the very first time. It was one of the happiest days of my life.

Now I'm a Mom to 3 beautiful, unique, and amazing little men.

Their ages are 4, 2, and now 1 year-old, and while I hear the words "you look like you have your hands full," far more times than I can possibly count as I push my grocery cart full of not only groceries, but children, I'm presently weighing my options of whether or not I should make my hands a little more full, or whether my husband should go ahead and get the snip-snip.

The great baby debate began the day after my youngster's first birthday party. The day that he stood, and declared the words Mama, with his grinning smile, and 6 protruding teeth, and - almost took his first step.

Now, he wants to play with his big brothers all of the time, and all they want to do is play all of the time, that has Mommy (me) feeling a little lonely without a baby to rock, and hold. I'm still so young, and just not sure if I'm comfortable with the thought that my little one year-old, going on 4 might be my last little bundle of joy.


Since I was little, I always thought that when I grew up I would have at least 1 boy, and 1 girl. Reality though, seems to say that this scenario simply isn't in the cards.

I know, and am a big believer in that if the baby is healthy, that's all that matters.

But, I'm thinking ahead...5 years, 10 years from now, am I going to look back, and wish that I had of had just 1 more child, just maybe that it might have been a girl.

I feel so selfish in having this thought.


But, when I look at my little men, and their father, and see how close to Daddy that they are becoming - well, it makes me think of how pretty soon, they're going to all want to do Guy Things, and little Ol' Mommy will be left all alone.

Maybe it's because I was so close with my mom, maybe it's because I lost her so early, that I long for that kind of Mother-Daughter relationship. So far, to no avail.

That isn't to say that my little guys aren't the love of my life, or that I love them any less, because I don't - they mean everything to me.

So, hubbie and I talked, and talked, and revisited this do we, or do we not subject over, and over again.


And, I'm happy to announce that we are not only making love for the sake of making love any more! We are trying to make a baby!!!!

Everyone think pink for me, would ya!?

The panties are coming off tonight Baby!!




Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Sex Talk for Grown-Ups

How often do you have to have sex in order to be happy in a relationship?

This is a question that leads to an answer that neither my husband, nor I have ever, and may not ever be able to agree upon.

So how important is it that a husband and wife (or partners) be sexually compatible with each other when it comes to the frequency that they have sex?

I don't know. But, I wish I did.

It seems that since the beginning of our marriage - our relationship even, we have never been able to reach a consensus.

I say 5 times a week, and I'm more than happy.

He says once every morning, and once every night - so, 14 times a week, and then he would be happy. But I don't know about that.

It seems that the more he has sex, the more he expects, and the more he wants.

I feel as though I can only do sooo much.

This "Sex Talk" that my husband, and I have had time, and time again has always taken place because sex is something that we disagree on, we argue about, and it's a thorn in our big fat toe called marriage.

Actually, lack of sex in my husband's opinion is what causes the majority of the tension between us. While he says that he is happy, don't ask him if he's happy after a sexless night - he might bite, or rather explode. (This picture would be more appropriate if it read "Beware, Horny Monster.")

He is the most intolerable, cranky, awful person to be around if he hasn't had sex.

Like a Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde. Dr. Love, and Mr. OneEyedMonster.

Sometimes I wonder if we'll ever both be "Happy" in the sex department of our relationship.

The other day, I asked.

I asked what exactly it would take for him to be happy.

Do you know what he said?

"I would be happy if I had sex once in the.....morning, and once at....night.....every day."

Well, what am I supposed to do, lock the kids in their rooms, turn up the radio, and say "yes" to a morning romp?

Am I supposed to sleep all day, while the children trample over my head , toys fly, things break, and poop happens so that I can be awake enough at the end of the day in order to want to have sex?

5 times, 7 times if it's a good week - that's what I feel is realistic.

My husband however, it's like he's on another planet. A planet called Wannabeasinglemanagain.

It hurts my feelings, makes me feel awful inside that I cannot ever satisfy him. That nothing is ever good enough, I'm not good enough.

I told him exactly how it made me feel. Tried to put him in my shoes, asked him how he would feel if I never thought he was good enough, and I reminded him of it each and every day.

He felt badly.

I hope that this sexual imbalance is more caused by our stage in life (3 kids, under 4 years-old, 2 in diapers, 1 still crawling, often waking Mom up in the night) , and not by who we are as individuals. I hope we will outgrow this.

Our Sex Talk went rather well. But, I know it's something that just like how we should give our teens a refresher Sex Talk every now, and again, that we will be revisiting this subject often.

It's the only way that I know of that can allow us to continue to understand each other's needs, feelings, and expectations.

For now, hubbie better learn to love himself a little more, ehhhum. At least until our kids are in school. Otherwise, I'm not sure that our family can tolerate the grumpiness.

Please tell me there's hope for 2 people who love each other to be happy even if their panties are on just a little differently. No my husband does not wear panties. How ever could you presume as much!....neither do I, teeheee. (Too much info, I know.)

That picture, too much info as well - cracks me up, every time!



Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Naughty Wednesday

I appologize in advance if anyone owning, this or other children's stores is offended in anyway.

But....I must say, did you not think of how your sign might read after it was mounted on the outside of the building?!

I mean when I saw this, I was confused as to whether I should go into this store with my children, or not. I did want to exchange some of their clothing and toys, but I didn't want to give my kids a sex change....so help me out here!

.

Perhaps, it would have been to the customers, and to the owners benefit to put a SPACE between the word "kids" and "exchange"?

Just a thought.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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"D" for Directions Or Divorce

A few days ago, we had planned to all go out as a family, and take our children to see Thomas the Train. It had been planned for a month, and we were all very excited.

My husband had asked me to get directions the day before, but I had just run out of time since I was also busy getting ready for Thanksgiving.

The day for Thomas came, and it was up to me to get everyone packed up, and ready to go. I had arranged with my husband that we were to leave by 11 am at the latest.

He walses through the door at 11:30 am, and wasn't ready yet. Because I had no help, I wasn't either. I manage to call the location of the show for some directions just as we were about to leave.

I should have known when the lady that answered the phone didn't know her exact location, or how to get there from where we would be coming from that the directions she gave were questionable. All she could give me was a street address, and the way to come via a different route.

Finally we leave, in just enough time.

After driving nearly an hour, we have to start using our directions. I tell my husband to get on to the highway, and he says, "which way?"

Neither of us have a clue.

He freaks out. I try to calm him down, but he cannot see past his anger, and frustration.

We have a navigation system in our car. So, I say, "pull over, and we'll enter in the street address."

He pulls over reluctantly. Only, it doesn't recognize the street name, and now we're getting late for the show that cost our family over $120 dollars. Hubbie is not impressed.

We pull off again, a few moments later of driving around aimlessly, and put in another street name that's on the directions. It takes it, only it's a different street, in a different city, and the navigation system has us headed out of town on a highway with no exits.

Now my husband sounds like he is about to kill me, I'm crying so hard that I can hardly see, and the kids are all worked up, worried about Mommy, and not understanding why Daddy is so mad. (If you are wondering, this picture is for illustration purposes only, to demonstrate the mean look on my husband's face, and not his utters.)

Several times, I had asked nicely that he stop yelling, and stop being so furious, but he wouldn't listen.

It was terrible.

He finally made an illegal u-turn, which was extremely dangerous, and we headed back to where we were.

We got to the the show 45 minutes late, right at intermission, and by that time, because of my husband's yelling, and screaming, and my crying, I don't think anyone was really in the mood to enjoy the show.

On the way home, I couldn't speak to him. I was so hurt, humiliated, and upset that he would yell at me like that, especially in front of our kids.

I got directions, and laughing about it now, I think - he never asked me to get GOOD directions!

It was a terrible, unfortunate situation. But one, that none of us should have been blamed solely for, and one that we should have tried to get through as a family.

When we got home, my husband said to me, "I know we need to talk, so come on and lay on the couch with me, and will talk about it."

I said, "I have things to do right now." I did, I had 3 tired, upset kids to put down for a nap, and to unpack everything that we had brought, and okay - I admit, I was avoiding him.

Then he says, "Well, if you really care about our marriage, you'll come and talk. And, if you don't, then you don't care, and maybe you would be happier if we weren't together, and you found someone that made you more happy."

He didn't use the "D" word - DIVORCE, but he might as well have. I hate that.

I mustered "Honey, I don't want to talk to you right now." If he thought it was because I wanted a divorce, well that was his own fault for mentioning it. But, I wasn't ready to talk yet, I was still very hurt.

Afterwards, when the kids were in bed, my husband and I talked. I explained how, and what about the day hurt me so terribly, but he was still being defensive.

It's hard to come to a truce when one person won't let down their guard.

In bed later on that evening, we finally achieved some closure, and it didn't have anything to do with sex.

He layed there beside me, finally dropping his male "I'm always right" shield, and apologized like he meant it. No longer throwing the empty "I'm sorry" words into the air without purpose. He explained why he was sorry, and attempted to empathize - which is what is important in an apology.

He finally admitted that he was out of place losing his cool like that, and that in doing so he only made the situation worse, not to mention completely disrespecting his wife in front of his children, and subjecting them to unnecessary anger. He sounded as though he was ashamed of himself.

At this point, I said "by the way, there is no chance in this world that we will have sex tonight."

There was no way that I could show my love for a man, who had hurt me so badly, and for so long without remorse.

To my surprise, he was absolutely okay with not having sex, in fact, he was worried that we might not ever have sex again.

I explained that I would never have sex with someone who could so completely disrespect, hurt, and treat me the way that he did, who was so mean.

I also explained how earlier, when he told me to come, and talk, and if I didn't that meant that I didn't care about our marriage, that he was being completely unfair.

It was a bleak day in our marriage, a low point for not only our marriage, but for my husbands character as being the great husband that I know, and love.

But, I know that if it weren't for the lows, then I wouldn't appreciated the highs as much, nor would the love that I feel for him be so grand.

He isn't perfect, and for that I am thankful, because neither am I.

I'm not sure if he knew, but I was also very upset that day, because it was the same day 5 years ago that I lost my mom to cancer.

She was heavily in my thoughts as I struggled through the day, and afterwards when I remembered what she would have said:

"What doesn't kill you, only makes you stronger."

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Everyone Has Something To Be Thankful For

I want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving Weekend.

This is Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada, and so my family and I are celebrating with friends, and family this weekend. So, I won't be around until Tuesday this week.

I would like to share what in my life I am thankful for. Firsty, I am thankful for my amazing family - my wonderful husband, and my amazing kids. I love them all so much.

Here are some other things that I am thankful for:

- my health, and that of my family
- that we have food to eat, and a roof over our heads
- all the good times we share together
- being able to do the things in life that I dream of doing
- being able to give my children everything that they need
- being able to have fun
- all the people that I have the pleasure of meeting

~ Happy Thanksgiving! ~

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Our Family Portrait

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