This week Chris went back to work and, conveniently, we all started falling apart. I have a terrible cold, Bean is teething so he’s got a fever and a runny nose, and Chris has this weird thing going on with his jaw. Sometimes when he is particularly stressed he gets TMJ in his jaw and it seems to be happening again. One side of his face swelled up, making him look lopsided and oh-so-attractive (kiss, kiss Sweetie…). And as uncomfortable as it looks, apparently it is even more painful. So, at night he has been coming home and icing his face.
It’s suuuuuper sexy. (kiss, kiss Sweetie…)
Anyway, this whole going back to work thing is hard enough for him because he has been missing me and Bean during the day, but it makes it even harder now because when he comes home at night, Bean’s only up for about an hour or two before bedtime and Chris has been spending that time stuck on the couch icing his face.
So, yesterday I decided to try and make a few minor tweaks to Bean’s schedule so that he got to spend a little more time with Chris at night. We took his morning nap a little earlier and instead of skipping his afternoon nap because it was too late in the day, I went ahead and put Bean down for a nap around 4:00pm. He woke up just as Chris was coming home around 5:30 and he was rested and able to stay up playing a little later.
Bean and I also made Chris a cake yesterday. Which may not sound like a big deal, but it really was.
In our house, we don’t have cake unless it’s for a special occasion. Usually just a birthday. And earlier this week I bought a cake mix for Bean’s birthday cake in a few weeks.
Because nothing says homemade like Betty Crocker.
The other night Chris was teasing me and begging me to make the cake for him at 10:00 at night because he wanted something chocolatey. I was appalled! YOU CAN’T HAVE CAKE JUST BECAUSE! It wasn’t even the weekend! Had he lost his mind?!?!
But yesterday while Chris was at work I thought, “This is ridiculous! LET THEM EAT CAKE!” And so Bean and I made an entire cake to surprise Chris. Just cause. He was so exited when he got home from work. It just made his day.
I remember when we were first married and we had moved into our apartment in New Haven. I spent hours unpacking box after box of our wedding china. It seemed silly to spend all that time unpacking only to then pack it away and only bring it out once a year, if that. So for the first month we were married, we ate dinner every night on our china. Just cause. Pizza, spaghetti, chicken tacos, mac ‘n cheese, BBQ porkchops – it all went on the fine china. And it was fun and special and it made our day. A few times we even brought out our crystal candlesticks.
The truth is that sometimes marriage is boring. You get into a routine. You really only have a few hours a day together when you’re not working. You have to take care of mundane things like sore jaws and head colds. And if you’re not careful, you can fall into a rut of regularity.
But I forget that breaking that routine doesn’t have to involve something elaborate or expensive. I don’t need a vacation away or a night on the town (although, those are pretty great, too…). Sometimes it only takes a $2.00 cake mix on a Thursday night to let Chris know that we love him and we’re thinking about him when he’s not here. And that really is sweeter than any cake.