Aw, go on, have another one tonight. I feel like spoiling y'all... :)
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People say fall in love with someone who makes you laugh. It doesn't mean hysterics or rolling on the floor, a little laugh just when you need it is all it takes. Great comedic timing is better than fits of hysteria.
And this sentiment was never truer than the other day.
Tom was out at meetings and it was one of those days where Ruby's terrible two's were in full swing. It took half an hour to get her dressed - nothing was deemed suitable to wear in her eyes. I picked out an outft for her and she proceeded to launch it across the room in disgust. I prepared her breakfast - something that Tom always did, but because I wasn't her daddy, it wasn't good enough. Offering her a variety of dishes didn't help either - she squirmed in her chair and her tub of yoghurt slid across the kitchen floor. "Ruby, no!" I scolded her and proceded to clean up the mess, desparate to get my toddler to eat something. I sighed, one hand on my hip, the other on my forehead as I thought about the tasks I had to try and complete today.
Miss Ruby eventually decided that, yes, that banana is good enough and deemed it fit to eat - 1 point to Mum! Half an hour later we were dressed and I had wrangled her into her car seat, ready to head to the supermarket to pick up a few things. I'm slightly ashamed to admit that my patience was wearing very thin by this point. It had taken a whole lot of effort to get to this stage and already I was feeling like I wanted to pack up and go home, forget the shopping. I was tired and felt defeated as I walked back through the door hours later. I hadn't acheived half of the tasks I'd hoped and just wanted to curl up somewhere dark. But that wasn't an option. My day had mainly consisted of wrestling her in and out of her car seat and it had zapped the life out of me already.
I let Ruby play in her little area just outside the kitchen where I could still keep an eye on her while I attempted to make something for dinner. Preparing food that was ultimately going to get thrown on the floor. Well, it would if I had gotten everything I needed at the shop. Pinching the bridge of my nose and sighing I heard keys in the lock - Tom was home.
He entered the room saying hello to Ruby who's mood changed instantly - a massive grin on her chubby little cheeks as he leaned down to kiss her before turning to me.
He clearly saw the stress on my face as he pulled me into his arms, his arm rubbing soothingly up and down my back as he kissed my hair, reading my mind as he whispered to me. "Go finish what you need to finish, I'll sort this out." Funny how I thought of food shopping as a break. Between the kitchen and the front door I brought him up to speed on our day and he bravely turned to the kitchen ready to answer Ruby's battle cries.
I loved my husband in that moment but my heart swelled when I told him how Ruby had thrown my phone in such a way that the battery had separated and was currently under the dishwasher and out of my reach. Without thinking he reached into his back pocket, handing me his phone to borrow for the short trip. And, with a playful smile on his face he said, "If any of my girlfriends phone, just take a message." He winked as he finished. That was all it took, I felt all the muscles in my body relax. And I laughed. And it was exactly what I needed - humour in my day of chaos. One quick witted line to remind me that I had the best partner possible for all of this. I'm reminded of this for a lot of different reasons but it will never stop being true - I married a good one.
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Just a short little chapter but I thought it was sweet.
Big love
xoxo
