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Wednesday, April 8, 2015
Guest Post from Nell at Whole Parenting Family
Nell and I met in Dallas last summer. I've talked about her before. You've seen Sophie and I wearing the leggings she makes in her fabulous Etsy shop. And, I'm forever thankful we're "real life" friends. She's an encourager. Need a boost? Text her. Need advice? She's there 24/7. She has three precious kids and lives in a multi-generational home - I'm going to get her to blog about that some day here, because I find it fascinating! For now, she's so generously sharing a beautiful piece on growing even closer to the one we love. Follow Nell, on every social media source you can - she just makes life better!
This post first appeared on Whole Parenting Family.
I'm still a novice spouse myself, almost six years in. So don't take anything here as word from on high. In fact, take it with two fistfuls of salt because what you do with your spouse is probably totally different than what I do with mine with respect to this. But given that I have a blog and love to feel like an expert {NOT}, you get my take on this.
For the first time in our marriage these past few months, I felt guilty like I was really neglecting my husband. I mean, I kept the kids alive and I talked to him. So that's good. Right?
But him as a person and me as as person were not resonating on the same level. We were like two robotic puppets (now there's a weird image for you) going through the motions of gathering together our energies and household, but not actually connecting. That's in part why I wrote my last post about seeking common experiences outside of family life and work life, outside of talking over drinks or snuggling in the bedroom, or for the cosleepers among us, snuggling somewhere other than the bedroom.
I thought about this idea of not connecting. Then I thought about vows. Then I thought about how SweetPea thinks vehemently believes one of Santa's reindeer is named Victim. Then I thought about Grace's last post about Bash's talking. Then I thought about how Bridget had her baby, Anders!!! Then I circled back to vows. And honoring. How am I not honoring my spouse? And how can I do it better?
How many of us moms jump in while the other parent is trying to parent? Oh, don't let him have that! She's got that scissors in her hand. He hasn't finished all his food and cannot be excused. I may have said all three of these things in one setting the other night. I had to refer to step 1 & shut up. He is in the room. He is watching the kids while I clear the table. He is a capable, competent adult who can handle their tantrums, choking hazards, and safety concerns.
If I jump in all the time, they have no real relationship with him. Also, if something does happen, Lord, don't let it be with the scissors or the eating of the crayon peals, he can take care of them and it. I am not the Alpha & Omega. We're a team. I trust him and even if they are never fully dressed as warmly as I would like them to be on his watch, they thrive with their dada. Even if it looks like BabyLoves is about to put his hand in the fire here.
If you're a praying type, try this with me. It was a really great exercise earlier this year: praying specifically for my spouse. I prayed for him a particular prayer for three months. And prayer isn't magic, obviously, insofar as it's not like oh I prayed so then it happened! It's more like a request line that you hope gets answered and are very grateful if and when it does. The exercise of specific prayer for a specific person helped me focus on him for that brief prayer each day and I felt more connected spiritually to him.
//snuck one in of our Godson & BabyLoves. So presh together!!//
This post first appeared on Whole Parenting Family.
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Such a treat to be here!! XOXOXO
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