I, once again, have been away for too long. Almost every day I think of some new thing that I want to think through, which I do by writing, but I don't make the time to do it. As a result, I think I've been more stressed then usual, which in turn makes me not write, and the vicious cycle continues. Since I don't need anymore stress in my life, while Sophia is napping I'm going to be writing. One of the biggest things that has been stressing me out is trying to find balance. Up until Sophia was born I thought I was a decent wife. I was fun, flirty, and relatively carefree. While I'm not very tidy I am a good cook, and since I married an Italian I figured that was more important anyway. Well, just as I was figuring all of this married stuff out, Sophia arrived. It has been three months now since she was born and I finally feel that I have this parenting thing down, at least for this stage. I know what her cries mean, and when she needs to nap, and how to make her smile and giggle with the utmost glee. The only problem I have now is how to combine these two roles together. To keep Sophia happy she needs to be the focus of my attention, but to keep my husband happy he needs my attention too. For the past few months he has been on cruise control. While this is a useful function to have and occasionally employ, it's not a good permanent state to be in. This last week we've decided to try to plan a date night every other week. It can be coffee, dinner, or even watching a movie at our place; anything as long as it's just the two of us. Soph has made me love David more but has given me less time time to love him with; an interesting dichotomy only people with children truly know.
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