Old Blog: You Won't Want to Read This - Edited

I feel like very few people actually care how someone else is feeling or how they're doing. I can't even say I'm not a frequent offender in that category. I couldn't tell you how many times I've done the "We should catch up!" or "We need to hang out sometime!" with absolutely no intent to do so. (Okay, maybe not NO intent, but it's not going to happen anyway.) Truth is, my life is centered around my little family right now. I'm concerned about my husband, how the baby is doing, sometimes our puppy (who happens to love chewing on everything in sight - gahh!) and occasionally my own well-being. What kills me is I don't have tons of pressure to be open and social, but when people ask me how things are going in my marriage or with the pregnancy I feel like they're just checking the question off of their list of things to do. It's like people want to seem interested about my marriage or whatever but don't want to actual answer because whenever I do actually give it to them, their eyes tend to glaze over.

You want the truth? I love marriage. I love every moment I spend with Charles. My favorite mornings are when I can wake up next to him, feel him close, nibble on his ear, etc. He loves to cuddle. If he hasn't already wrapped his arms around me and I ask him to, he hops right into action. He has this adorable reaction whenever we get within a few feet of a baby, which I love. He's actually fantastic with babies. We don't fight. Well, not like fight-fight. No yelling is involved. Ever. We talk things out and if we get frustrated or upset we walk away or talk about something else. I've never gotten along so easily with someone, especially not someone I had feelings for. Yeah, he's stubborn - so am I sometimes, but things always work out after we've talked them through. It annoys me when people think I'm just highlighting the good parts of my marriage, that it can't possibly be that good or I'm just overcompensating for what it lacks. I don't know about you, but I'd think after growing up in a world where divorce is so close to "home," people would appreciate a functional relationship. Maybe I'm nuts.

I don't know. I know no one will really read this anyway, so I'm going to stop for now. My blood pressure was already a little high.