Old School Blogging: Marriage, Babies, & Bliss

Happy Friday! How about some more Old School Blogging with Elaine and Heather? On Marriage, Babies and Bliss.

 

1. How did your husband pop the big question?

Oh geez. This is a story, and not a very romantic one.  It was December 2001. I had just graduated from UT Austin, we were apartment living, and both working retail. We had absolutely no money, and I was stressed about Christmas shopping, work, and life in general. We had plans to go see the Trail of Lights one evening, and I had some strong suspicions. But here’s how it really went down.

We went to see the Lord of the Rings (nerd alert! I love those movies), where my now brother in law told us about how he had proposed to Christian’s sister just a few days before. “That ring was burning a hole in my pocket,” he said.

“I know what you mean, man,” Christian said as he leaned across me to look pointedly at Scott. “Hey…I know what you mean.”

My husband…he is not a subtle one.

After the movie, we were at our apartment, I was still stressing, and right smack dab in the middle of our tiny, ghetto living room, he got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.

I said yes. Duh.

 

2. What are the three most surprising things about married life?

  • It’s not a fairy tale.
  • It’s work.
  • I never imagined I could be so incredibly close to a man that I wouldn’t think twice about pooing in front of him. (see the first point about it not being a fairy tale)

 

3. How did you find out you were pregnant for the first time?

I was crazy hormonal and unhappy and searching and tired. I cried all the time, for no reason. I broke down one morning on the way to work when I realized I had left my water bottle at home.  So I took a test and then cried at the sheer terror of becoming a parent (yes, we were trying, but still…SCARY.).

I thought I was unhappy in my job, but turns out I was only growing 2 tiny humans. While being unhappy at my job.

My second time was not all that different, only totally different.

 

4. How did you choose your first baby’s name?

Oh I love talking baby names. Claire is named after my grandfather, James Clare. I adore the man, and I adore that name.

Rachel is named after my husband’s sister, who passed away from leukemia at the age of 17. I so wish I had met her.

I wanted to use both names so  badly, so we toyed with the name Claire Rachel, or Rachel Claire. So thank goodness we had twins. Both names were meant to have their own limelight, you know? Gah, I’m such a sap.

 

5. Describe where you see yourself 10 years from now…

10 years? I don’t even know what I’m doing 10 minutes from now. (Side note: 10 minutes from now, I’m still working on this post. I came back from the future to tell you that.)

In 10 years I will have TWO fifteen year olds and a thirteen year old. So I will likely be in the nut house.

 

6. Describe how you find bliss either by using words or images.

I find bliss when I hit my bed in the evenings. When my husband and I settle in to watch a much anticipated movie after the kids have gone to bed. In those rare moments when we’re out and about with our children and we suddenly realize we’re acting like a family instead of a pair of zookeepers corralling a pack of wild animals.

But nothing — NOTHING — compares to the bliss of my husband getting up in the morning, going out to shush the OMG SO ENERGETIC kids, and shutting the door behind him. Sometimes Mama needs her sleep, amirite?

Oh, and also this.

 


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13 Comments

  1. Such cute pictures. And I totally agree – shutting the door in the morning to let me sleep in is absolutely heavenly! 🙂

  2. My proposal was in my apartment too. So sweet. 🙂

    And 10 years from now is kinda scary in relation to our kid’s ages. I’ll share a room with padded walls with you, k?

    Thanks for linking up, girl!! 😀

    1. I will definitely share a padded room with you. I’m in denial that I will ever have teenagers.

  3. I am so in love with this post. For oh so many reasons. I poo in front of my husband and have been made to feel ashamed because of it… excuse me! I love that man and it with me comes my bowel movements.
    I love the story of Claire and Rachels names. How incredible, it gave me chills.
    Love Love Love learning new things about you, always. xo

    1. Thanks, L! You should link up too! Don’t be ashamed. Don’t get me wrong, we do have boundaries. But that isn’t one of them. xo

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