I asked my husband what percent he thought said “survival.” He guessed 70% -- the result was in fact 90%. Finding time for the two of us has been a struggle for me since becoming a mom. My husband was my first priority in our early time together although we were both busy with jobs, school and other activities. We took a number of years to get to know each other before we took the plunge and became parents. I vividly recall my fear when pregnant with my first son that bringing a child into our relationship might “ruin” it. We are polar opposites in many respects and had worked hard to find balance and joy in our diversity.
Our beautiful
baby boy, who bore a striking resemblance to his handsome dad, of course did
not ruin anything. I remember seeing my spouse’s eyes fill up when he was
handed our son in the hospital. And I couldn’t have felt more love for
him than I did at that moment. That scene, baby to dad, dad’s eyes fill
and my heart swells repeated itself with our second and third children although
the last hand off took place in a house
in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. In many ways, becoming parents brought us closer
and took our relationship to a much deeper level as we saw ourselves and each
other exhibited in various ways in our children. But making quality time
a priority was challenging in the context of a two working parent
household. We have only rarely taken a trip together. And date
nights are not a frequent occurrence either with all the kid and work activities.
When we did a good job of getting out together once a week for a period, it was
unusual enough for our eldest to ask why we all of a sudden needed to spend
that much time alone together.
When we lived
apart for ten
months in 2005, we learned how much we loved being in the same physical space and
reveling in the little moments of each day. But even following that
experience, we struggled to keep balance between our familial
relationships. Kids’ needs are immediate and demand attention. As a
working mom, I prioritized those in the time I had. I recall when we
brought a baby conure (a small parrot) home as a pet for my eldest.
We previously bought a parakeet from a local pet store that died within the
year which devastated him. Dimitri did his research to determine what
type of bird he wanted and I did mine to find a reputable a breeder. Any
baby has special requirements, even an aviary version. We needed to
acclimate it to our home and teach it skills which took time and
patience. And those duties fell to my eldest and me.
About a week
after the little feathered one joined our family, my husband said to me in
his deep Greek accented voice. “I know I went down in your
priorities with the birth of each of our boys.” Our daughter had not yet
arrived. “I am okay being number three behind them. But if I am now
below the bird, we have a problem.” I laughed out loud. Although looking
at his face, I could see he was quite serious. It is a line I remember
when I realize I am starting to take our relationship for granted.
We
have our whole lives so it is easy to think I have time to focus on it
later. He is a big
reason for my success. He is the one I want there by my side for the
triumphs and tragedies life brings us. As we strolled around the
stunningly beautiful grounds in Hawaii, we still enjoyed each other’s company
without the craziness of three kids. We have come far together over the
decades with successes, struggles, laughter and tears. We chuckle when we
hear a child misbehaving, and one of us can say, “Not ours!” Although
our children and jobs are always frequent topics of conversation, taking time
specifically for ourselves away from both is necessary and good.
Beautiful article and well said. Thank you for sharing...I loved the part about the bird :)
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