We went out for ice cream last night. By itself, it was not a momentus event but we went in celebration of our first date. Twelve years ago, Heber and I went out on our first date to an Aggie Basketball game. It may have been the only game we ever went to together. We were on a double date and went back for ice cream and games after the game.
That time seems like an entirely different life ago, and it was. There has always been something special about Heber. Even from that first date (when I thought he wasn't interested in me after all but really he was), I knew that he would be important in my life. I'm happy that some things don't change with time.
It was such a hard day at home that we almost didn't go. It was one of those days that I completely lost it (I hate those days). I want to imagine that I am the perfect mom that can handle anything with endless patience and love but some days I am not and the magic of motherhood is lost. We are in so many transitions right now with Leo giving up naps, a round of immunizations and teething that has caused our sweet baby to be so ornery and fussy. And, I'm pretty sure this is about the 27th time this winter that we've been sick.
Oh January, you get me every time. Please end soon.
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I'm having one of those days myself. I enjoy reading your blog because it's not all roses and sunshine - it's real, good and bad. I think more moms need to be real about how really hard it is - it's not a competition to see who can make their family appear the most perfect online. Face it, we all occasionally lock ourselves in a closet for five minutes or eat a bag of cookies in one sitting as a coping mechanism! ;)
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