Friday, October 19, 2012

Third Trimester Romance

I've been told several times that romantic evenings will become scarce once the baby arrives.  And I've already noticed that as the pregnancy has progressed, our idea of romance has “progressed” as well.  Progressed as in changed dramatically.  Between work, being uncomfortable, and being exhausted, Anne has been unable to focus on little else as she enters the third and final stage of creating life.  But last night, as the dust settled, I saw her smile with delight.

Let me explain, our house is a fixer upper that we bought two short years ago and slowly--through constant weekend projects--have been able to update and modernize.  But we still have a ways to go.  To make a long story short, there was no dishwasher.  Not a big deal for the two of us, but adding another human to our household changes things a bit. 

About four short months ago I found one on sale at Lowes and brought it home thinking that my wife would be impressed with my initiative.  Four long months later, the dishwasher had become a piece of furniture in the sun room, greeting her every day as she walked inside, (I barely noticed it).  The dishwasher spoke to her, Hello Anne, go ahead and set your pocket book on me!   Look at all this mail I’ve collected, (I hear it with an English accent). Hardly a day passed without her asking me a simple question, a six word sentence I have come to loathe:  Have you called about the dishwasher?

So I took matters into my own hands.  Installed the dishwasher you ask?  No, I called a guy, and he installed the dishwasher.  Yesterday I came home with flowers in one hand and dishwasher detergent in the other.  We ordered Chinese food and enjoyed a romantic dinner at the table with the enchanting sounds of power tools buzzing in the background.  At 10pm our handyman came up from air….mission accomplished; I can proudly outsource my position as dishwasher to the mechanical box under the counter.
 

Our house, our lives, and our relationship are undergoing many changes, from the insignificant and slight variations, to the big time, game changing, scary as hell variety.   Last night's dinner was a perfect example, as it is definitely not what I would have envisioned as a romantic evening when we began dating four years ago...it is much better.

12 comments:

  1. Love this... I am pretty fortunate. When we were looking for houses to rent, we found one that came with everything.... dishwasher, microwave, stove, fridge. When we bought, or our house didn't have the dishwasher and by that time I was spoiled. It sucked. Luckily right now... dishwasher or no dishwasher... I always technically have a dishwasher because kids get older. See what you have to look forward too! :)

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    1. Nicely done Stacy, it will be nice down the road to have that free help!

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  2. Oh Pete, I too could relate to this and very much enjoyed. I won't tell you again (because I know how many times you have heard this before) how much your romantic life is going to chage, but change it will. However, I really just love reading about your experiences thus far as an expectant father and husband, too.

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    1. Thanks Janine, and thanks again for not telling me! Some things I think I will be better off not knowing!

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  3. this was a really sweet post. :)

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  4. Loved this, especially the ending!

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    1. Thanks OhBoy, it's crazy how much has changed!

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  5. Beautiful post - we have always lived in fixer uppers, some in various states of disrepair. I can feel you're wife's appreciation across cyber space. What a cool thing to do. Gosh, ya'll are going to be just great parents. :)

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  6. Thanks Cyndi, this house has been our "team building experience" to say the least! As far as being parents, I can't wait to try!

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