A couple of weeks ago, Chris asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I went on a venting-spree about how tired I was and how anything I ask for, I wouldn't have time to use anyway. I wanted time. I wanted sleep.
So what does my man do for me? He gets in touch with a friend who was going to be out of town for a while and asks if I can stay at her place for a weekend by myself. No baby, no "to-do" list. He gave me time. And he tried to give me sleep (why I couldn't sleep is beyond me and oh, so very frustrating).
What else does he do? He coordinated the gifts from his family to be gift cards to a couple of stores downtown so I could spend some time shopping! For me! Not to mention, he stayed at home with William all weekend! He also gave me a gift certificate for a massage!
To start the weekend, he took me out to dinner on Friday night and treated me to ice cream! He dropped me off at my friend's house and said good night. I took a bath and went to bed.
Saturday morning, I started my day with time in the word. It was lovely. The Psalms washed over me and met my spirit just as I needed them to. I wish I made time to be in the word and in prayer more often. It is one of my goals but never seems to make it to the top of the list as it should.
I got to take some maternity photos for some friends who are expecting in September. It was a gloomy day but it was super fun and I think we got some great shots. They are, after all, the most adorable couple!
Then, I went downtown for some lunch and hours upon hours of shopping. I had a list: jeans, leggings, a handbag and maybe a top. Well, I found the leggings and a top and a cute little clutch (not the handbag a diaper or two would fit in, but I wanted it anyway). The jeans . . . oh man, the jeans just about did me in. I tried on so many pair. So many stores. So many floors (Macy's is six stories after all). I ended up getting a pair from Old Navy. They aren't my favorite, but they fit and if William throws broccoli at them, it won't hurt my feelings (because they definitely were not $100+). At that point, I needed a hot dog. I was downtown, why not?! It was delicious!
After a quick diaper-run to Target, I was on my way home. Did you know the BART can get your from downtown to 16th Street in 4 minutes? Seriously, I wasted so much time taking the bus over the past four years. I don't even want to think about it.
That night I met up with some friends for dinner (remember the adorable expectant couple from the morning, it was them!). I just couldn't sit down by myself for another meal. I'm not one for eating alone. And it was great to spend time with friends without trying to keep both hands and eyes on a moving baby.
After dinner, I took another long bath and worked on some photo editing. Then I went to bed. I walked over 23,000 steps that day and my feet were so tired! It was a great, but long day.
On Sunday morning, I had another delightful quiet time before Chris picked me up for Church. It was so wonderful to see him and William again. I had missed them. I was really surprised to learn over the weekend, that William isn't necessarily the reason I don't sleep well at home. I didn't sleep much while I was away either. I felt that the weekend taught me one lesson: I was meant to be with my family. They are a part of me. It was wonderful to have so much "me-time" but I've also learned that my "me-time" should include some "we-time" too.
Thanks, Chris for managing to give me the impossible gift: time. You are so, so good to me!