Running on fumes as I type this late night blog post. The last few days I've been feeling ill. Tuesday night at work I felt like my throat was dragged across a cactus. Wednesday was my day off and I didn't feel much better; more stuffed up and congested. Which sucks because I had the entire day with Mia and she's the LAST one I want to get sick. So last night I spent the night in our guest bedroom. Jill told me that if I cough once I'm otta there and I'm not mad about it. I don't want to wake anybody up, nor get them sick. Mia's got TWO teeth coming in now. Twice the angry cries. Yesterday she was so freakin upset when she ate. She didn't even want a bottle anymore. Just something for the pain. Hopefully she can pull through it and we can move on to the next few teeth.
Tomorrow (despite the fact that we don't really celebrate it because we're married) would mark our 7 year anniversary when we started dating. 7 years is a long long time, but it's totally gone by so fast. One minute we're studying for an accounting test, the next we're giving Mia a bath. It's pretty nuts. I can't imagine my life with anyone else. When I hear from other guys how great it is being single and how they can do whatever they want (or whomever they want), with no one to answer to, it just sounds like a shallow meaningless life. I, however enjoy coming home to my family at night. Waking up with a happy baby, and spending my off nights just simply relaxing with Jill and Mia. Walking with Remi in the morning is the ultimate way to relax before starting my day. I miss playing shows every weekend, but I can't wait till Mia's older and can watch me play music live or paint in my studio. When I see how curious and interested she gets in everything, it just makes myself and Jill smile, and that's what really matters.
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