Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Love is....


Kristine over at The Foley Fam is hosting this Love is {fill in the blank} link up and although I tend to stray away from link ups (well, not ALL of them but I worry I do too many sometimes) I knew that I had to join in on this one because 1) I love Kristine and her blog and 2) Love is kind of entertaining around these parts. 

So here we go.

Love is
When your husband is giving you the best back massage in the world and stops right in the middle of it, gets up, squats on your head, and farts on you.
Seriously happened.
Last week.
I figure you really gotta love someone to be comfortable acting like a crazy fool.

Love is
Leaving the last bit of any food for James because I know he wants it. Whether it's the last cupcake, piece of chicken, green bean.... it doesn't matter. I know he wants that shit and even though I am crazy selfish when it comes to food I give it up to the gluttonous fool I married every time. Funny thing is, I think he does it to me too so a lot of times there is an argument anyway. Me trying to convince him he can have it and him trying to convince me that I can.
There have been plenty of angry words over the last broccoli, just so you know.

Love is 
Those tiny arms around my neck and those big arms around my waist :)

Love is
When Jimmy, who has IBS, holds it because I have to pee. Was that TMI?

Oops... sorry ;)

He's probably stoked that we have 3 bathrooms now though, right?

Love is
When Jimmy plays off my hypochondria to actually get me to stop having a hypochondriac fit. Like the time(s) I insisted I had a brain tumor he would tell me all the horrible things that would begin to  happen to me if I had one and while this should probably terrify me more, this scare tactic actually has the opposite effect. By proving that I don't have the symptoms he stops me from actually manifesting the symptoms mentally before I even begin my little hypochondriac roller coaster ride. Do you realize the research he needs to put in to all these diseases because of this? Talk about dedication! If that's not love....

Love is
Jimmy singing one of our songs at karaoke {Whitesnake Is This Love?} anytime I ask even though he hates singing it because it's "repetitive".

He likes the song FYI. Just hates singing it.

Love is
Jimmy getting up with me at night with Raine EVERY TIME. Raine sleeps through the night now and has been for quite some time but when he was a newborn and during that horrendous four month sleep regression, Jimmy got up and helped me feed Raine every single time and still does for every nightmare or midnight fever regardless that I am now a stay at home mom and he works all day. And I was exclusively breastfeeding! No bottles whatsoever so really no need for him to get up yet he still did. That's major love for us I think :)

Love is
Sleeping without the fan on and suffering from mild insomnia as a result because it makes Jimmy cold. It may sound trivial but I like, need that thing to sleep. It's been that way all my life. But I love my man and don't want him shivering like a nervous chihuahua all night so I deal with the sleep issues and sometimes just pop some tylenol PM instead.

Love is
Letting Raine watch The Lorax a million times a day just to hear "Mommy, the trees! the trees!"

Love is 
Ignoring the fact that he refuses to put the paper towel holder or the dog cookie jar back when he's done using it. I may need to be medicated from the stress it provides my obsessive compulsive nature but I bite my tongue regardless.

Love is
Being totally content in a relationship without fear or jealousy. Before James, I had never felt like that before. Now, the thought never even enters my mind "what if we don't work out?" because that simply isn't a possibility. He'd have to kill me..... don't get any ideas, hunny.

Love is
Jimmy taking me to Target when I am blue to cheer me up even though he knows it probably means spending a little bit of money. ;)

Love is
Letting James buy $80 video games occasionally even though I know he'll either beat it in a day or get tired of it in a few hours..... he's not a "gamer" so I'm not entirely sure where this compulsion even comes from.

Love is
Watching James with our son. Watching them two interact makes me fall in love them more every single minute.

Love is
James driving extra slow and careful so I am not as afraid in the car.

Love is
Hearing your kid tell you he loves you and then having him beg for kisses and hugs all day and stopping whatever you're doing to fill those numerous requests every time.

Love is
Wanting him near me all the time. Still getting butterflies even after 6 years when he comes home from a long day. Feeling my heart jump when he reaches to hold my hand or rub my leg in the car. The way my head fits into his chest.

Love is 
The promise of loving each other when we are grumpy, bickering old fogies who still suffer from insomnia so the other isn't cold or sing Whitesnake just to make the other smile.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 
1 Corinthians 13:4-7

5 comments:

  1. Love definitely is watching your man with your kids. I tell ya, I think I fell more in love with my husband the minute I saw him become the incredible father that he is.

    Stopping by from Krisine's!

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  2. I relate with the farting on you! Haha... glade I'm not the only one :)

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  3. Hope u know the feelings mutual friend!! Love love love your list!!! So much love :) And seriously feel the same about your pics!! Yall r too fun!!! Thank you for linkin up! xoxoxo

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  4. TRACI

    first off, do we have the same hubby? I think our husbands are twins, and would probably be the bestest of friends.

    I can't count how many times Porter doesn't put things away when he is done using them, or how many times he has farted on me.

    and the things about raine as usual he is just my favorite little blogger baby EVER

    this post is beyond adorable and I loved reading it xo

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  5. Hey there. Found you from the link up. And you have SUCH a sweet/romantic relationship. Granted the fart thing is a big no-no haha but like you said - thats true love. I hope to have even half as much love as you two exemplify in my own relationship (that is currently non existent lol).

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