My husband has never had a normal work schedule. For as long as I can remember, he has never had an 8-5 job with weekends off. When we first started dating, he was working at the Monte Carlo Hotel and Casino, pulling graveyard shifts as a security guard in the casino and working the door at the Brew Pub. He had Mondays and Tuesdays off, which didn't correlate well with my school schedule those days. Then, he left the casino to work for the Dept. of Corrections, where over the past four years, he has worked 8 hr, 10 hr and 12 hr shifts, never with a day off that matched mine. The poor guy has to drive an hour to work everyday, work ungodly hours, drive an hour home and he doesn't even get a day off with his wife!? ( He prefers it this way I'm sure though, because like most hard working people, on their days off they want to sleep... not start ridiculous projects or be dragged around the grocery store, mall etc...) So the days that Lee has off, after he's taken Lucy to play, napped and made his weekly rounds of Bass Pro Shop, Big 5 Sporting Goods and Carter Power Sports- he meets me for lunch at the office.
This week, we were sitting at Panera Bread talking about his latest obsession with ATVs and pop-up campers, and we started pondering the types of activities Hailey will want to be a part of. Now, let me preface this by saying that part of Lee's excitement that our first child will be a girl, is that he thinks she will want to be with me all the time, thus his schedule mentioned above won't be as harshly disturbed as he once thought. (feel free to say HA! at any moment) And on this particular day, I brought to his attention that most of the little girls I have ever been around, are far more attached to Daddy than they are to Mommy. Lee sits back in his chair, wraps both hands around the bill of his hat and starts laughing, and this is all he said:
"How do I always end up stuck with the clean up of YOUR ideas?" He proceeded to explain himself with the following examples.
When I brought Lucy home, Lee had no say in the matter. He LOVES her, don't get me wrong, but a dachshund-chihuahua blend would not have been his first choice. She now ultimately favors him, from where she naps with him to sitting in his lap while he drives.
At our rental property, I HAD to take down the vertical blinds by the back door and put up curtains, which I made him take down and put back up. (yes, I admit they were pretty terrible)
I also HAD to have a 2'x8' sod box for Lucy in the back yard, that I made him disassemble and remove all 40lbs of materials.
And now, we're having a baby, (which yes, he is very happy about, but we have come to the agreement that most men see the birth of their child more so as a means to an end, while most women see it as just the beginning...) and he is finally realizing that for the next 5 years, he will most likely have a small person wrapped around his leg 96% of the time that he is home.
I think the only thing that makes up for it, is by universal law, MOMS have to have the SEX TALK with the GIRL children.... which is another issue in itself.... that of course, I, am unprepared for....
This week, we were sitting at Panera Bread talking about his latest obsession with ATVs and pop-up campers, and we started pondering the types of activities Hailey will want to be a part of. Now, let me preface this by saying that part of Lee's excitement that our first child will be a girl, is that he thinks she will want to be with me all the time, thus his schedule mentioned above won't be as harshly disturbed as he once thought. (feel free to say HA! at any moment) And on this particular day, I brought to his attention that most of the little girls I have ever been around, are far more attached to Daddy than they are to Mommy. Lee sits back in his chair, wraps both hands around the bill of his hat and starts laughing, and this is all he said:
"How do I always end up stuck with the clean up of YOUR ideas?" He proceeded to explain himself with the following examples.
When I brought Lucy home, Lee had no say in the matter. He LOVES her, don't get me wrong, but a dachshund-chihuahua blend would not have been his first choice. She now ultimately favors him, from where she naps with him to sitting in his lap while he drives.
At our rental property, I HAD to take down the vertical blinds by the back door and put up curtains, which I made him take down and put back up. (yes, I admit they were pretty terrible)
I also HAD to have a 2'x8' sod box for Lucy in the back yard, that I made him disassemble and remove all 40lbs of materials.
And now, we're having a baby, (which yes, he is very happy about, but we have come to the agreement that most men see the birth of their child more so as a means to an end, while most women see it as just the beginning...) and he is finally realizing that for the next 5 years, he will most likely have a small person wrapped around his leg 96% of the time that he is home.
I think the only thing that makes up for it, is by universal law, MOMS have to have the SEX TALK with the GIRL children.... which is another issue in itself.... that of course, I, am unprepared for....
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