I hate the garbage!

So, I know that I am a terrible blogger, but tonight I am compelled to put something in writing. That is I hate taking out the garbage! Mark and I share chores and household duties pretty much 50/50. Sure there are times where one or the other picks up extra slack, but in general, all is fair. From the first day we ever lived together, I made it clear that I would do ALL the laundry if he did ALL the garbage! I detest it! Those of you who know me well may remember last fall when Mark was out of town for a couple months training for a new job. When looking back at all the crappy things that I complained about while he was gone, being a single parent, taking care of everything by myself, missing him like crazy, having to talk to him on the phone instead of in person, the WORST thing was the night before the garbage pick up. I would have to put both kids to bed myself, this was during a period where Xander was extremely insecure and afraid of the dark (probably b/c he was missing his Daddy) so this was no small task. Once both kids were asleep-when I would have like to be asleep, I put on mark's winter coat and begrudgingly carried the trash to the end of the driveway. UGH I hated that! So much so that a couple times I skipped it, only to be punished the next week when the garbage cans were overflowing! To add insult to injury, every week just about sunset it would start to drizzle. By the time I was carrying the cans to the curb, everything was saturated, including the bottom 3 inches of my comfy pjs.

But tonight was so different. Yeah, I know it is only Tuesday-what is so great about Tuesdays? Well, by some miracle mark and I both had the day off today. We had a great family day, relaxing and playing with the kids. We got a few things marked off of our to do list and after putting the kids to bed we watched a really funny romantic comedy (my favorite!). After it was over I went to check on the kids and almost cried when I saw how sweet and innocent they both looked sleeping so peacefully. I felt so blessed...more than I ever thought possible. I walked past the back door and there was Mark, doing the chore that I loathe....and he paused while doing it to wink at me and give me a smile. My heart skipped a beat because I realized just how lucky I am to have him. How much better could it get? I instantly knew I had to type this post so that I would remember this feeling.

Then as I started typing, our daughter in my stomach wiggled and squirmed and warmed my heart even more. How could I be this lucky? I am so grateful for every moment with this awesome family of mine. I am so in love with this man by my side. I am so looking forward to watching my kids grow into adults-I can't wait to share every laugh and cry with the loves of my life. Thank you for being mine...Mark, Xander, Avery and Leah...I love you very much!