Just A Kiss

 

 

 

 

"Just A Kiss" Lady Antebellum

 


It's early Monday morning.  As a result of a glorious mid day nap yesterday and lots of good rest, I am nice n' awake. The mister is sleeping soundly next to me and thankfully, not snoring so loud that I have to give him a few good kicks to the kneecaps  a bunch of loving nudges.


Ahh, Monday. It's been a long time since I have felt this relaxed. And even though in the matter of time it took me to write a couple sentences, Steve has started a full blown nasal symphony...I couldn't care a bit. Snore away Mr. Steve. Snore away. Something magical happens when you realize you're on vacation. No, we aren't lying on a white sandy beach holding frozen drinks that require one of those little umbrellas. We aren't on a plane headed to somewhere new and exciting. We are at home. In bed. Steve sleeping. Me typing. But, it is as if our crazy little world has stopped for a bit. And I like it.

It took me a little while to really settle into the fact that we could finally take a real breather from all of life's craziness.
Friday, just like I promised myself, I went and got some cleaning done while the Mr. had a boy's night. After, I met up with my Mom and her best friend at my brother's local gig.

My brother, Nicholas

Me Mom and Nicholas

Mom Me and Karen


I woke up Saturday with two offices left to clean. Just two offices, and then I could start to soak up our ten days of freedom. By the time I was done cleaning, I was sweaty. I felt dirty. I felt tired. (see picture below) I didn't really feel that excited. I needed to unwind. You would too if you were hanging out with a couple a' dumpsters and coffins.

*yes, if you remember, one of the offices I clean is the administration building for a cemetery.ha!*

I needed to stop feeling like this...



And, start feeling like this!

Sunday smiles


And after a great night's sleep on Saturday, I quickly started realizing that Steve and I didn't have to have a care in the world for a bit. *ok, that's exaggerated...but you know what I mean*

We promised ourselves that this vacation would be about having fun, being spontaneous and not letting the pressures of "our situation" get in the way. I told Steve last week I didn't want this time off together to be anything but relaxing.  We want it to be far from the stresses of what we've been dealing with. And wouldn't ya know, I wake up yesterday and there to greet me on my phone is a silly app I can't seem to erase. A reminder that I'm not pregnant but that I would be 30 weeks if I was. It was kind of crazy to me. Crazy that our last miscarriage was that long ago. I'm not even going to get into all the crazies right now. And honestly, I didn't get upset. I said something nice n' sarcastic and pranced myself into the bathroom. We had reservations for brunch downtown and it was time to start feeling happy.

Bite me Babycenter app...Bite me.

It wasn't until Steve and I sat down at the restaurant, ordered our brunch and toasted to a wonderful staycation, that we realized we.were.free.
Call me cheesy. Call me over dramatic. But I get excited at the smallest of things. I get all giddy when I'm with my loved ones and about to enjoy their company. I get way too excited over food...especially new food. And new moments. We wanted to try this restaurant for quite a while. Had we not been given a gift card, we probably would have just kept wanting but never trying. I don't know about you, but I think it is so easy to get into a routine sometimes and just never try new places. I'm so glad we did. It was awesome. I got a little camera happy with the food. You'd think I'd never been out to brunch before. But the giddiness set in quick. I could sense it in Steve too.  We were us. Just us.

Champagne and 2 of the cutest lil' corn muffins I ever did see. Steve didn't listen to our server say, "served with honey butter" and took a spoonful of it in his mouth...HA!! I still don't know what he thought it was!

He started with oysters. I knew he was going to make me try one. I always refuse.

Hey, I'm lettin' loose people.

Thankfully, I didn't spit it across the room onto someone's forehead.  It wasn't bad.

Our coffee came complete with a lil' moo cow creamer.


pictures of food. because I've never seen food before and either have you.

Me and my Mr (w/a stain on his shirt) after a fabulous THREE hour brunch.


Next on the agenda...
Making a few plans for the upcoming week and...

NAP TIME! Oh yea, who doesn't love that "I'm so full I could fall asleep" feeling.

Now, I know I said I wouldn't talk about "trying" and all that good stuff while on vacation. But, that doesn't mean I can't write about it on my blog, right?
What's great is, for once in a very long time (ok, almost 2 yrs)...I catch myself forgetting that our fertile stage is right around the corner. As I made very clear before... (SEE HERE) "trying time" can be well....TRYING!
And I'm counting my lucky stars that it finally happened to fall at the most perfect time. There's so much I could get into right now. But I don't want to. I just want to remember this week for what it is. Time with my husband. Time we have the ability to take advantage of. A time we don't have to feel rushed and pressured.


I believe it happens when it happens. I believe you can do all the so called right things and still strike out. And I believe that this next week with Steve is going to be way more than just our "trying time"...
And if it "doesn't happen" when I go to take that test at the end of the month...at least we can say we relaxed and had fun trying. We spend so much time focusing on how to get there. This week, I want to focus on what we already have. Us. Because, in time we're going to get to that little big love we so badly want to hold in our arms.

"I know that if we give this a little time
 It will only bring us closer to the love we wanna find"


Happy Monday and Happy Brand New Week Everyone!!
I'll be seeing you soon. 
Staycation lovin' and "Just a Kiss",