He’s worth his weight in gold.

I’m posting because I wanted to say that I love it when my husband oozes confidence. I love it when he spikes his hair a little and puts on cologne because he just looks and smells so yummy. That’s the man I fell in love with, people. That’s the man that makes my knees quiver and my tummy flutter and my heart melt.

Don’t get me wrong…I love my husband every day. He’s sexy, he’s smart, he’s hilarious and he has a contagious smile. Yet I know you other ladies out there know what I mean when I say there are times that our partners just really knock you over by being so dreamy.

That was Joshua today. Dreamy. And then he went grocery shopping with me where we took turns letting Noah run around while holding our hands.

Oh yeah, I’m having another baby with him someday. ;-)

Five years together hasn’t been nearly enough. Will you give me forever?

- Your Lynn

And that’s exactly what I did. Shannon came at 10:30 in the morning and Noah was ready to leave. He saw her walk in the door and forgot all about me – it was Nana Time! He gave me a kiss (he blows kisses now; it’s really the cutest thing) and toddled off for his play date. Joshua did dishes for me and then I set up a roast in the crock pot so we wouldn’t have to really worry about cooking today (it turned out delicious by the way). We also cleared out some junk, re-organized our kitchen (which freed up two whole shelves that were desperately needed) and sold a few things on our local online classifieds group.

Despite my mom’s jokes, we didn’t actually spend “that” kind of time together…but in a way, it was almost nicer to just spend a day with my best friend for once. To joke around, listen to music, hang out on the computer and be productive together. I really missed that aspect of our marriage because Noah really does take up so much of our time and attention. Don’t get me wrong –he’s totally worth it. Noah is worth every minute in the world, if you ask me, and I would go to Hell and back for him. But you moms (and dads, most likely) know exactly what I mean when you say you just want some adult/friend time.

The good thing is, days like this help to reaffirm my desire to become a mother. While the time flies by, I still miss Noah with my whole heart and holding him again is precious…so very precious. In the end, there is nothing like being a mother and I am the mother of the most amazing little boy in the world (and yes, I might be a little biased).

I think I can safely say today was a good day. Today I celebrated being a wife and a mother and it was good. Very, very good.

What I am the most proud about, though, is Noah’s closet. We bought a small bookshelf in excellent condition for $10 about a week ago to put in his playroom for some “organization” but it was a huge fail. Between it and the mushroom chair, and the mass amount of Noah’s toys, his playroom just wasn’t any fun anymore. It was too full! So, we folded up the mushroom chair and put the bookshelf in his closet, which organized the boxes/bags/toys/etc. and really opened it up for more things. I love it. We also put some stuff in storage at Joshua’s parents and took some stuff out of storage to go through.

All in all, it was a pretty productive and relaxing day. I loved spending time with Joshua and flirting with him and feeling like a newlywed again. He’s so funny and I think I let myself forget that. I enjoyed some “adult” time (again, I really mean cleaning) but I missed my baby (I couldn’t do this every day) and I was happy when we went to go pick him up. I think he was happy to see me, too…as soon as he saw me, he raised his arms and grunted. (Which is actually kind of worrisome, but that’s an entry I’ll write another day when I have more information on it and my thoughts are better collected.) My in-laws invited us to stay for dinner, which was yummy homemade fried chicken strips, crockpot macaroni and green beans.

I love going to my in-law’s house. It’s so bright and open and full of energy over there that it’s a break from the monotony of life. Their house obviously has the presence of God in it, too, which is so inspiring. It’s not the Scripture on the decorations or the random Bible/devotional laying around…it’s just this overwhelming presence that God is there. Almost like a tangible feeling, but it’s not annoying or offensive, the way it is for some people who just smear God on their walls, on their counters or on their clothes. I’ve met people like that, who almost seem to raise God as a shield for their imperfections, instead of finding glory in how He made them.

You probably get it by now, so I’m going to end it there and call it a night. I’ve got some things I’d like to finish before bed and if I’m lucky, I’ll be asleep before midnight. I hope.