As of March 10th, my husband and I have been married 4 years! I know, exciting right? We actually made it 4 entire years without marriage problems….ok well maybe I shouldn’t go that far. Everyone has their problems (it’s a part of marriage), however I feel fortunate that my husband and I have yet to seek out free marriage counseling online, or worse yet, seek local classes on “how to save your marriage“. SCORE!
After four good years, what do you think the chances are that both he, and I, would forget our wedding anniversary? Well the night of the 11th, it suddenly dawned on me that we had completely spaced our anniversary, and when I mentioned it to my husband, the only thing left to do was laugh hysterically. I mean really, who does that?
I know many happy couples that have been married a number of years, and I also know many couples who have endured many problems. I’m thankful that my husband and I, regardless of our issues, have found common ground, and have yet to seek out “how to save your marriage” seminars…as of yet.
That doesn’t mean that we have a perfect marriage.
My husband and I have one consistent, and minor issue, that plays a major factor in who we are as a couple. We have next to zero time alone, as a couple. Our kids are our life and we do not use baby sitters, and rarely ask our family to babysit our girls. When we do get some time alone, we typically have enough time to eat dinner and then we head back to our kiddos.
Any relationship expert will tell you that to find happiness, a couple has to be a couple first. This means that couples need time alone and away from their children, dogs, birds, fish, or any other small and distracting object.
So, for our 4th anniversary, my husbands parents decided to take the girls OVERNIGHT! My husband and I would have an entire night all to ourselves! Oh the possibilities! So we dropped off the girls and headed to dinner. Drinks and appetizers at one of our favorite Mexican food restaurants seemed to hit the spot.
So what’s next?
One would think that a couple with an entire night alone, would get their party on, or see a movie, or meet friends and have an exciting night out on the town dancing until the wee hours of the morning. But not us. When dinner was over we just looked at each other and we were at a complete loss of what to do next. We could go see a movie, but it was nearing 9:00 and my eyes were starting to get weary. I knew I couldn’t make it through a movie without falling asleep and disturbing the people next to me with my snoring.
We went home!
Child free after 3 1/2 years and we went home! It was the best night EVER…well minus the small, tiny and nearly unnoticeable crying session I had when I walked into a quiet and EMPTY home.
Truth is, we don’t like being without them. We are a family, and isn’t that what it’s really all about?