Well it’s been a busy weekend, sort of. I’ve had Caleb by myself most of the time so Dean could help friends install their floor which meant I got a nap both Saturday and Sunday. Both days we ate dinner at our friends house and let the kids play well past their bed times. Finally home now, looking around at a clean quiet house. It’s Sunday night, where oh where did the weekend go?
next weekend I’ll be going away, well just for a night and a day, for a womens retreat with church. I am really looking forward to the oppurtunity to get to know some other women in the church and have some alone time as well. Mostly looking forward to a chance to get away from this house. I am really getting sick of our badly painted walls and chipping floors(in the kitchen). After helping friends update their new home it really gets me in the mood for home repairs. Our house looks good, not too bad, but we definitely did a rush job on the paint last year just so it would look decent enough to move in. I love the colors we have now, it’s just poor quality paint. And it’s not holding up to being banged and scratched by a toddler and his toys. So hopefully we’ll get some good paint up and we are hoping by the time summer is over to be able to put in new flooring in our kitchen and dining room. It’s hard to be home all day and not notice all the flaws.
It’s been a fun weekend, getting the chance to know new friends better, getting some time for me as well. I cant help but enjoy having Caleb to myself sometimes. He may be a bear sometimes but he sure has his moments when I fall in love again with him. He’s so precious to me. There’s been lots of talk this weekend about babies, other peoples, and the question of when we’ll have one. No decisions have been made, but lets just say we thought for sure I was pregnant last month but turned out it wasnt so. I love my husband more and more each day. it’s odd how seeing him hold a baby can stir up feelings up desire, but I’ve heard it said by many a woman that they fall more in love w/ their hubby when they see them tending baby or playing w/ the baby. Guess its just seeing the nurturing and vulnerable side to men that gets us. Ah…babies……if they’d only stay that way a little longer….
