I notice many, many blog posts on the hardships of parenting, but few on the challenges of married life. Maybe because, like me, I would never want to criticize my husband and partner in such a public forum. Or maybe because we know our families are reading this (hi guys, no need to worry). Still I find it odd that the fact that marriage is a lot of work often seems skipped over.
Of course there are weeks where we are in a rhythm simultaneously moving through the routine with no missteps along the way. Then there are the days when it is a struggle. A struggle to communicate, a struggle to manage schedules and a struggle to find time to remember that before these two little ones were in our lives; it was all about our love for each other.
I need to let go of any ego and know that jobs are hard, parenting is hard and in order for it to be a success we can't keep tabs on who works harder or spends more time with the kids. This seems to be a battle that cannot be won.
Today I'm working on finding personal pleasure from my kids, my work and my efforts. I cannot expect praise; I can simply enjoy the moment and continue to move forward.