Motherhood: A Marriage on Hold- Sometimes I Forget

Sometimes I forget 
Sometimes I forget things...
like where I put my car keys or where I sat down my camera (possibly at the MGM grand)??? Sometimes I forget that you replaced said camera that I left in the MGM Grand because I was so torn up about leaving it that I couldn't enjoy the Chris Angel Believe Show (completely sober- if there had been alcohol involved I might have had a valid excuse, but alas) You replaced it anyway.Sometimes I forget things...like the fact you surprised me with plane tickets to Las Vegas (in the first place, even if I lost a camera there) and even though I was petrified of flying, but promised me 50 years if I would get on that plane with you .Sometimes I forget things...like what to get at the grocery store especially If it I wasn't on the list...that now famous list that is attached to my phone. Heaven forbid I ever leave my phone in the bathroom stall of the MGM Grand. Sometimes I forget things... like to do the laundry...awww heck who am I foolin', I just felt lazy .Sometimes I forget things... like to do something that I was supposed to do because I really can't remember what that thing was (can I still blame pregnancy brain over a year later?!) 

 And sometimes I forget that life is not like the movies...you know those romantic kinds that leave the women swooning and the men rolling their eyes at all the things you now think they should do.
Sometimes I forget that just because there is silence doesn't mean we are not communicating Sometimes I forget that you had your passport rush ordered and stayed up to receive it at 2 am just to take me to Jamaica . Sometimes I forget that you sent me flowers to work just because 

Sometimes I forget you went to get me a Sunday paper because you thought I might like to look at the ads and do some wishful thinking.Sometimes I forget that you bought me two new mother's gifts to give me at the hospital Sometimes I forget things.... 

And I say it's because I am new mommy 

sleep deprived...

but I forget you are too, not a mommy mind you, but sleep deprived too 

I forget that you get up with our son so I came get some more sleep. I forget that you send me out to get my nails done or do some shopping so I can have me time while you get none

I forget you run me a bath complete with bubbles and an occasion candle or two and pour me a cold drink because you want me to relax from my day. Sometimes I forget to take a moment and watch you with our son, playing, reading, teaching him 

Sometimes I forget...

Sometimes I forget that you are our son's role model and remember that he will learn how to treat a woman from how you treat me .Sometimes I forget that you are human and do have buttons and quite frankly I like to push those buttons because sometimes you just tick me off.Sometimes I forget because I have had a rotten day 

and sometimes, just sometimes, I like to  forget that in a years time you whisked me off to Vegas, Jamaica, and a cruise. I forget that you take the time to give me a kiss everyday the moment you come in .

I forget things ...I forget how I felt the first time you told me about Iraq and Afghanistan and why you always wear an Aflac hat .I forget that you served our country and almost died doing so .Sometimes I forget that when you have to stay over at work (which really, really agrivates me) that you do so for our family .Sometimes I forget that you write sweet messages to me on my bathroom mirror. Sometimes I forget that even though I have ink stains on two of my favorite articles of clothing that you did the laundry ( check your pockets better next time) I forget that you are my best friend and at the end of the day you are the one I want to share my story with at Applebee's (yes-a throw back to Couples Retreat) .

I forget how I felt seeing you at the alter on our wedding day, seeing the tears in your eyes as I walked to you. I forget how you surprised me with the limo ride after the wedding to have our picture taken at the welcome to Vegas sign. Sometimes I forget all the little things that made me fall in love with you 

Sometimes I forget why I got married...
 Sometimes, just sometimes, I forget .... 

Bc all I can see are the things you don't do.... Like cheat on me 
Or go out drinking with buddies Or not go to bed with me Or talk with other women on Facebook 
or match.com Or a whole host of things you don't do.... 

It is time to take stock of what you do and don't do as a husband, 

and it is time for me to stop forgetting.