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Daily Living

Husband and I both have quirks. Things in our personalities that conflict with each others. It is interesting to see what it is that really sets us off. Usually it is the little things, not the big things you would assume.

When we started dating I knew we had a couple issues that were polar opposites. I am pro choice and he is not. I am more liberal and he is extreme right wing. These issues we agreed we would always be at odds with and that we could discuss without trying to change each other’s opinion. It was enlightening actually to hear why he thought different than I did and I assume the same for him.

The things that set me off are truly little things. We have so many minute things that are different. Like the way we each do laundry, or load the dishwasher, or fold clothes, or vacuum the floor, or shop for groceries. All the way down to how much toilet paper to use. It basically comes down to he is linear and I am all over the place. I am thinking four steps ahead where he is completing the task at hand efficiently. It is a wonder why more women aren’t chess champions. But alas, that is a “male” sport.

So the point of this entry. They say that finances are the major cause of divorce in this country. I don’t believe it. I think finances are the result of too many little issues. If you don’t have the big issues settled before the marriage the little issues will drive you apart. And if you aren’t mature enough to overlook a ton of the little things without letting it get under your skin you just might make it. We are now married 12 years and I can’t imagine his not being here. I will admit that there have been numerous times I have wanted to smack him till he gained some sense! Lord knows men have no sense!

My Boy is Killing Me

Back at the end of March I had a hysterectomy. They left the one ovary I had so I wouldn’t go through menopause too early but it has been a challenge. (Go ahead and ask Husband about the mood swings, I dare you!)

It took a while but I did go through times where I realized I can no longer have a little brother or sister for the Robmonster. It is sad in some ways but such a blessing in others. I am thrilled not to have a monthly cycle per say since it was absolutely horrible. I still feel the pains when it is time but I don’t have the …well…you know….the icky part. I can live with the pain because alcohol is still legal. Lol I also know I have my baby to keep me company and change my diapers when I'm really old. Being an only child is not a bad thing. (Coming from someone with two siblings who did nothing but fight our whole childhood, lol.)

One thing they don’t tell you when you have an abdominal hysterectomy is that you may not be able to feel your belly for months to come. They have to cut through the muscle and nerves to get to the desired area. Any mom who had a c-section can relate I’m sure. I was lucky and unlucky to go vag with the Robmonster. (which means I had no prior knowledge of this type of thing) I have lost most bladder control but got to know what it was like to push the (then) little guy out. It is quite the experience. Would I want to do it again if possible? Yes. If I didn’t have to raise the little guy or gal. I can’t even handle the one I’ve got!

Anyway, I am finally starting to get some feeling back in the incision area. It’s tender. It is like having a bruise that won’t go away as the nerves try to regenerate on this old body. Which leads to the whole point of this entry.

My son is at a height that he head butts my belly whenever he comes at me. This means hugs and playing and chasing and whatever. Even when he wants to cuddle on the couch he somehow manages to kneemy incisions. My poor midsection can’t take much more! Husband has always complained when the boy accidentally ran into the family jewels and now I know why. It friggin HURTS!

Fall Storms

We are in the midst of a major storm here tonight and thank the gods that my son is sleeping through it for the moment. I wasn’t so lucky last night. Robmonster woke up at 12:35 a.m. (not 10 minutes after I went to bed) and came into our bedroom. When I asked him what was wrong (knowing the storm woke him up) I was told in no uncertain terms that “I don’t want you!”. Then he walked calmly back to bed waiting to be tucked in. He was darned lucky I followed! Lol

(BTW, fall storms are the usual up here near Chicago)

Somehow he has acquired my fear and awe of storms. He wants to watch them but only at a safe distance. We read the Dr. Seuss book where Mr. Brown makes thunder all the time and try to relate it to him. He does seem to get it but knows it is a book and that his parents are full of crap that storms can’t hurt you. Heck, even his mother doesn’t believe that so I can’t blame him. Lol

But I do like watching the storms and as long as I know they aren’t going to hurt me or mine. When Husband decided he needed to run out into it and rescue the trash cans I was a bit worried. Mostly for how I was going to explain why he ran out there in the first place to the insurance guys. Lol. Again, that male logic. I MUST save the trash!

Male Logic

My husband informs me this weekend that the reason I get so frustrated with he and the Monster is that my femaleness can’t handle all their male logic. Well, let me tell you. Male Logic is an oxymoron! How is it logical to take 14 trips to the laundry basket instead of picking up all the clothes at one time and making one trip? I don’t know. Honestly, that was just an example because I can probably count the number of times he has picked up clothes in the past year on one hand. Lol

I think the main difference between Husband and I is that he is very single minded. He sets his thoughts on one project or idea and must follow it through. I can think and do many things at a time and can be in various states of completion on each. To me it is poor time management skills to only work on one thing. When I cook dinner (ok, so that is rare in itself) I usually am folding laundry or emptying the dish washer between stirring.

Unfortunately my son is a miniature Daddy. They have the same way of thinking. We lost another toy right before bedtime again last night. No one was going to sleep until it was found. This happens far too often.

However, there is a major problem with two single minded guys in the house. They don’t seem to ever be on the same wavelength. One thinks we need to play this game RIGHT NOW while the other thinks we need to watch this show RIGHT NOW. (The two males are interchangeable here) Have you ever tried to watch a TV show while someone is hysterically laughing and jumping around? Can’t be done. It is a battleground that leads to tears and a lot of anger. And me? I drink a lot of wine.

I foresee multiple posts on this in the future.