This has been the scene in our house nightly over the past month. Our days have been pretty similar as well. I have compiled a calendar of activities and events that can get us out of the house every day if we want to, but while waiting for Matt to ship out again all of us have just wanted to spend most of our time time together at home.
We brought Marek outside in the snow for the first time this week while Matt showed me how to use the snow blower. I have a new respect for single parents and all that they do to survive on their own! When Matt got home from his last trip, one of the first things he asked me was, "how do you go poop?" Meaning, what do you do with a crawling baby when you have to use the bathroom? It was a great question! And one I never asked myself because, well, you don't really have a choice...you have to take him with you and just make it work! I'm hoping that the winter doesn't catch up with itself and really dump the snow on us because even though I know how to blow the snow, it still is not easy to get everything done by myself (Marek isn't really helpful with that yet). I really want to buy him some snow pants, boots, and mittens for playing in the snow but I'd guess they would get used a couple of times before he grew out of them for next year. What do parents do about that?? Have more babies to get more use, I guess?
Marek cracks us up at how much he has to say. He goes on and on in this foreign language complete with hand gestures and changing facial expressions. It is so cute! Matt said on the way to the airport today that by the time he gets home much of the babble will probably be replaced with real words. I'm sure he will grow and change a lot over the next two months but the older he gets, the less dramatic the changes will be which is a good thing for Daddy.
Today is also Matt's 30th birthday! What a way to spend it, eh? Thankfully, we anticipated him leaving this weekend and we squeezed in a last minute date last night while Papa Jim stayed with Marek. We went to our favorite restaurant in town and had a couple of drinks and a wonderful meal. I am thankful that I actually like my husband, not just love him. No matter how many years he sails for a living, I know I will always be sad and lonely when he leaves. I like his presence in our home, I like planning our days and cooking meals and hanging out. I especially like having him next to me when I go to bed at night. I'm not alone, thankfully I have my baby with me to snuggle and kiss, but it's only a temporary replacement for a husband. Miss you already, honey!!
