I miss my man...

You know, some weeks go by and I feel like I've lost all connection with Josh. It never takes much to get it back - because we don't let it get too far - but I just hate it. I feel like I GIVE all I have into raising my 3 BABIES, cleaning the house, organizing, educating the KIDS, managing our finances, meal planning, cooking, wiping bottoms, feeding my children, loving THEM, comforting, ironing, more cleaning, more cooking, more shopping, more running, more comforting, more loving THEM, and it just keeps going on and on and on.....

Then enters Josh. That amazing man God gave to me. And - there's nothing left to give him at 9pm. I just want to be done. I don't want to pack your lunch. I don't want to iron your clothes. I'm to tired to... you know. Actually, I do WANT to, but can't muster up the energy. I have figured out systems to get it all done (and it's not at 9pm).

I just want to be done by 9pm. But - it's time to prepare for tomorrow......

lunches packed, house picked up, coffee made, clothes laid out.

ok, so I say this with a point in mind.

Josh came FIRST.

We (Mothers with little kids) are tired - YES - we really are.

But, we can't let our husbands go.

Times need to be made. Times WITHOUT kids. Times to talk. Times to snuggle. Times to reconnect.

I am committed to all of that. I love Josh with all my heart and soul. Someday - 18 yrs from now - we will get lots of quiet time together.

I'm excited for that... but... trying to cherish TODAY... and not rush TODAY.

Indeed, these are precious years.

But some days, really, I dream of laying on the beach with Josh - only Josh - and no one else in sight.

ahhh, doesn't that sound good?