With Valentine’s Day just a few days away, I’m thinking about what my husband and I will do to celebrate. We actually have a babysitter for the afternoon, so Aaron and I get to take a much needed break and enjoy one another’s company.
I think that this Valentine’s Day will be my favorite because I actually need Valentine’s Day. This is my first Valentine’s Day since becoming a mom. Before I was a mom, Valentine’s Day was just an extra celebration thrown in each year that made us turn a nice date into an extravagant date and a simple “I love you” into a long romantic dissertation.
This year, Valentine’s Day has arrived to remind me that before I was a mom, I was a wife. Before we had Desirae, we only had each other. With a baby and no regular babysitter, it’s easy to forget that sometimes. Smelling like baby spit up and spending most of my days in sweatpants, makes it easy to forget that hot babe that once caught my husband’s eye. As a mom and a wife, my focus is split between a man who loves me and a baby who needs me. Both want my attention, but one of them is completely dependent on that attention, so she usually wins.
So this Valentine’s Day, I’m going to remember that I am a wife. I’m going to dress up and remind myself of that woman I was when I caught my husband’s eye; the woman who my husband has never stopped seeing. I’m going to enjoy some one-on-one time together as we celebrate “us.” No matter what we do on Sunday, it’s going to be wonderful because I am reminded that I am first, and foremost, the wife of the man I love.