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Well, we can forget Lamaze. Mike said he won't be able to stand seeing me in pain. Eh paano na, the whole point is to go through the pain, to work with the pain, to be the pain! But you need a partner, and if my partner won't be Mike, well then never mind na lang. It's drugs for us, baby. So Daddy won't die of the pain. We need him, you know.
It's still something I want to read up on though. I just want to be prepared.
NEWSFLASH - this just in: Our wedding pics are ready! Yipee! Tito Eddie Boy texted to ask where he will send it. Hurrah hurrah! end of newsflash
So. How's married life? I've had to answer that question quite a bit lately. Especially as the Friendster greetings have been trickling in. And in the past two weeks, I've been compiling two lists in my head. Roughly, they go like this:
Stuff I miss (from being single and not pregnant)
Stuff I love (about being married and pregnant)
So I guess it's mostly a trade off. Many most nearly everything is different, but whatever replaced what's not there anymore, isn't bad. In fact, we're pretty lucky with our unusual arrangement. Living right next door to my mother-in-law means we have our privacy and I "rule" my own house. AND YET we share meals and a car and a driver so I'm not stressed about the cooking and groceries or anything like that. In fact, I'm not stressed about maintaining my house at all. Our help is very efficient, and even if she's only one, she's not alone in our house all day because there's other help in the house next door. On the whole, Mike and I consider ourselves really lucky.
A lot of this will change of course, when the baby comes. But I'm not thinking about that yet.
What I AM thinking, is that the one thing that makes being married better than being single, is Mike. Not that we're constantly together (we're not) or that we share romantic moments everyday (we don't. quite the opposite, actually), it's the knowing that he's there for me, that I can be there for him, that we share a home together, and decisions and a life, and soon, a child. And although this going up and down stairs everyday is a hassle i've never had to deal with before in my life, I would live in a house with 5 flights of stairs if that's what it takes to be married to my husband.
It's still something I want to read up on though. I just want to be prepared.
NEWSFLASH - this just in: Our wedding pics are ready! Yipee! Tito Eddie Boy texted to ask where he will send it. Hurrah hurrah! end of newsflash
So. How's married life? I've had to answer that question quite a bit lately. Especially as the Friendster greetings have been trickling in. And in the past two weeks, I've been compiling two lists in my head. Roughly, they go like this:
Stuff I miss (from being single and not pregnant)
- Going home to a house full of siblings, eating and talking about our day.
- My old bathroom. I never had to go up and down stairs just to get to it. Sigh.
- Tight fitting jeans and fitting into ALL my clothes.
- Not having a TV in my bedroom.
- Having a whole library of books in the next room.
- Driving. (But I don't miss bringing my brother and sister to school Friday mornings. Whew! Haha! Sorry kids.)
- Having my own bed.
Stuff I love (about being married and pregnant)
- Having lots of space for myself.
- My new bathroom. New and color coordinated.
- Pregnant clothes and a BIG closet.
- Having a computer in my bedroom.
- Getting to buy new house stuff, furniture, etc, etc, without having to do any chores.
- Having a driver everyday, anytime, up to whatever time at night.
- Having my husband beside me at night. And cuddling in the morning.
So I guess it's mostly a trade off. Many most nearly everything is different, but whatever replaced what's not there anymore, isn't bad. In fact, we're pretty lucky with our unusual arrangement. Living right next door to my mother-in-law means we have our privacy and I "rule" my own house. AND YET we share meals and a car and a driver so I'm not stressed about the cooking and groceries or anything like that. In fact, I'm not stressed about maintaining my house at all. Our help is very efficient, and even if she's only one, she's not alone in our house all day because there's other help in the house next door. On the whole, Mike and I consider ourselves really lucky.
A lot of this will change of course, when the baby comes. But I'm not thinking about that yet.
What I AM thinking, is that the one thing that makes being married better than being single, is Mike. Not that we're constantly together (we're not) or that we share romantic moments everyday (we don't. quite the opposite, actually), it's the knowing that he's there for me, that I can be there for him, that we share a home together, and decisions and a life, and soon, a child. And although this going up and down stairs everyday is a hassle i've never had to deal with before in my life, I would live in a house with 5 flights of stairs if that's what it takes to be married to my husband.