You know, I just had a baby and that my wonderful Mamacita has been staying with us. She's been awesome, helping out around the house, cooking wonderful meals, sharing her stories from her childhood, walking down memory lane as she recounts mine. She's played with Ellie and Pooh, acting silly for their amusement- she never did that for us as kids. But I guess grandchildren are a second chance at some of life's do over(s). I love seeing her with my kids. It makes me want to beg her to stay....more like have an adult meltdown until I get my way. I've been allowed to go off and take naps thru out the day when I've looked like road kill after a night with Miss I need to be held and eat or else I shall DIE party gal Evie.
She treated Chris and I to dinner and a movie this past Friday. Free sitter with a family member who loves them as much as we do. At home, where they are safely tucked in their own beds. Free. Loved. Free. And did I mention, she sprung for our date?? Fa-reaking awesome. And I forgot to mention, earlier in the day, she watched the kids so I could sneak out and get a much needed hair cut and style. Spent the whole morning to myself. Lovely. It was.
We ended up going to Shady Sues for dinner, followed by The Hunger Games. It was great to just reconnect. Catching up on what we wish to accomplish as a couple. And of course, we talked about the kids. How Ellie is maturing into a beautiful young lady, she's five going on sixteen, what a great helper she is with her younger siblings. Pooh, how much of a little charismatic little clown he's becoming. He just wants to make you smile. And how they both love their new little sister, Evie. How big she's already become and has it already been three weeks?? And are we really discussing having a fourth? Already?? A wonderful night. Of course I know that we love each other but it was wonderful to have a confirmation, know what I mean? Hand holding, the squeezing of my knee during dinner, the "you look beautiful tonight"-which I must admit meant a lot, considering I haven't been feeling too HOT as of late. Post baby weight and all.
Which brings me to: since we will be taking my mom back to her home this coming Friday, she advised I should go out with some girlfriends Saturday night. Chris second that (did I mention I have a WONDERFUL man?). No husband. No kids. Just some much needed girl time.
As I was attempting to get ready (realizing I have a long road of workouts in my future), my three year old walks up behind me and states (rather loudly):
"YOUS GOT BOOBIES ON YOUR BACK!!"
Not. Lovely. Know what I mean. Fat back rolls. Ugh.
soooo sweet- all of it- your mamacita, your hombre.... and you cracked me up too!
ReplyDeletedid you ever hear what Cass said to me after I had Isaac? I was leaned over changing his diaper when she gasps and in an excited tone says, "MAMA! Your havin' anotha baby!' as she points to my belly. We all must remember it took 9 months to put on... so we must give our bodies time to take it off:)