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My Basket’s Not Full: Honesty in Relationships

This Halloween we took our children out to trick-or-treat as usual. Going door to door, many of the houses had their lights out, and I could tell my children were a little disappointed this year. They had expected the streets to be lit with houses and tons of other children walking from one house to the next exclaiming “Trick or Treat!” as their baskets were filled with loads of goodies to take home and fuel the next month’s-worth of sugar highs.

This year, that wasn’t the case.

This was the first year my 3-year-old was really old enough to have fun with it, and she was beyond thrilled to be going out and enjoying the holiday. After trick-or-treating for a while, she was definitely the most let down. She kept walking from house to house with her brother and father at her sides excitedly giving hardy “trick-or-treats” to everyone who opened their doors. With so few houses partaking in the Halloween tradition, my daughter hadn’t even collected enough to fill a quarter of her tiny pail. She kept looking up at her daddy with puppy eyes as they searched for another welcoming porch light saying, “But my basket’s not full yet?”

It was this Halloween that my young daughter taught me a thing or two about true honesty. I seriously admire young children and their fearlessness about being completely truthful. They show no reservations about telling others how they really feel and what it is that they are thinking.

This made me think about what would happen if couples would share their feelings and needs with one another when times are rough and their baskets aren’t full yet.

Everyone has a basket to fill…an emotional one. I realized that if every person could openly tell his or her partner when “the basket” feels empty, and why, with the candid, fearless honesty that a child has, the lines of communication would open up. Then, they could share some great conversations as to how they could each fill each others’ basket.

After being married four years, I understand that every marriage takes continuous effort to keep things moving forward. If you can’t approach each other with complete honesty and understand why and how you feel the way you do, it makes it that much harder to keep a healthy marriage going.

Every marriage is going to have its highs and lows. If we each could just tell one another when our baskets aren’t full and work on filling them together, it will make the highs in a marriage that much happier and the lows that much easier to weather.

How do you tell your partner that your basket isn’t full? Do you keep it to yourself and hope he or she senses that the empty space, or do you muster that youthful moxie and let your feelings out?

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Romance In A Committed Relationship: Bringing Back The Lover Mentality

Lover mentalitySometimes, we wonder where the romance has gone in our relationships. We reminisce fondly about the dating years, and often blame our partners, for the changes in our romantic relationships. Maybe we need to take a second and rethink what’s been happening on our end. What’s changed with us since the carefree, dating days?

Of course, for many of us two major things have happened:

  1. Bills- The stress that comes with finances bears a heavy weight on every couple whether they’re wealthy or barely scraping by. Making money and deciding how it should be spent are themes in every marriage or long-term partnership.
  2. Children- Even if you’re both gung-ho about starting a family and are equal contributors to the childcare and everything that goes with it, every person has different ideas and feelings towards handling stressful situations, which kids are super-good at manufacturing.

Now, the bad news is, there’s absolutely nothing you can do about the two biggies listed above. They’re just a part of marriage and partnership that come with stress. Unless you decide to live on a prayer like Tommy and Gina or leave your kids in a field and start over, these are going to be ongoing themes forever.

The good news? There are other things that you can do to bring back some of that pre-commitment mystery. What’s the crazy lady talking about, you ask?

I’m talking about the little things.

Think about your comfort zone. Think about how it’s shifted over the years.

When I met my beloved Brockly over 13 years ago, you couldn’t convince the dude that I had any less-than-becoming habits like belching or letting out a room-clearing trouser-ripper. These illusions have long-since been quashed by reality, and he’d laugh out loud at the mere thought of me being in any way “dainty.”

Other mysteries have gone the way of the dodo since we moved in together 12 years ago, and I think it’s time to bring back some of the mystery.

Sharing everything private about ourselves can’t necessarily be undone, but wouldn’t it blow your partner’s mind if you started treating him or her as a lover and not a lifetime companion when it came to the little things? Like, for example, insisting on a closed door, not to be opened, while you’re in the shower, or excusing yourself to another room to release a whizpopper back into the wild.

Think about it.

Think about “dating you” compared to “happily committed you.” Where are the differences? Are there things you can change back a little?

What about shaving your legs? I have three stages of shaving.

  • None- Some call it Euro, I call it not having the time, or so much caring. I’ve grown especially comfortable with the Wild Kingdom look, which probably isn’t super appealing to the hubz.
  • Capri- I don’t wear shorts, so in the summer I do the capri shave. That’s right, mid-calf…and stop. It’s basically the leg version of the skullet.
  • Gyno- Also referred to as the “Anniversary.” Quit shaking your head. I know I’m not alone. Chicks who are permanently attached are more likely to shave for their yearly visit to their crotch monitors than they are for the visual pleasure of their lovers.

There are a lot of things that we do when we’re settled into long-term, committed relationships that we wouldn’t dream of doing if we were still waiting for that band of gold.

I think it’s time for an experiment, ladies. A challenge if you will. Valentine’s Day is less than a month away now. Why don’t we give this a try? One month of treating your significant other like a lover again. Holding back on the reality and dishing out the mystery.

Will things change in your romantic life, even if it’s just a little? Will there be a similar response from him or her, like resisting the opportunity to give ya the old Dutch oven? Isn’t it worth a try?

Let’s do this. If you’re in, leave me a comment below or email me at mamasgotflair@gmail.com. I can’t wait to see how it goes for everyone!

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The Killing Power of Assumptions

When I was a freshmen in high school, I joined the track team. I learned a lot about myself and others during this time, like, for example, just how stinky a high school weight room can get and that the young men didn’t seem to notice.

The most important lesson I learned was on the first day of practice, when my coach, who was also my Spanish teacher, walked up to the chalk board (’cause we still used that antiquated method of communication back then) and wrote the word ‘ASSUME’ in big block letters.

He then turned around, and launched into a spiel about pushing each other, working as a team and communicating clearly for everyone’s benefit. He turned back to the board and separated the word with underlines.

ASS U ME

Of course, being that we were stupid kids, we all gave a little, immature chuckle, to which he got a very rare, stern look on his face (this guy always wore a smile).

“When you assume, you make an ASS out of U and ME,” he said.

And he was right. Assumptions have serious repercussions. That was a lesson that still sticks in my head, nearly 17 years later.

Over and over and over, throughout my adult life, I’ve been reminded how true this is.

There’s always someone who assumes that he or she:

  • Has a problem that is bigger than that of everyone else
  • Has a problem that isn’t worthy of others’ attention
  • Shouldn’t share what’s happening in his or her life, for fear of judgment
  • Is always being judged
  • Isn’t being noticed
  • Is always being noticed
  • Isn’t being heard or cared for
  • Is better than everyone else
  • Is worse than everyone else
  • Is always right
  • Is always wrong
  • Can do no wrong
  • Can do no right
  • Has to live up to others’ expectations
  • Knows what others’ expectations are
  • Is misunderstood
  • Is completely understood
  • Is being treated unfairly
  • Sees the real truth in any given situation
  • Is the only one who sees the truth

I could go on forever, because you can look around any school, workplace, church or Starbucks and see these assumptions at play.

But is it right to assume you know who’s who?

The truth is this. Everyone has his or her own personal truth. It’s part of what makes us complex creatures. We all have our triumphs, hardships, pains, joys, challenges, talents, griefs and insecurities. They just aren’t the same.

The next time someone cuts you off at a red light, don’t assume she wasn’t paying attention, which may have been the case, or it may not. Maybe she just got the phone call that her kid broke his arm in gym class.

The next time some guy looks away at the coffee shop, don’t assume he’s being arrogant. Maybe he’s shy and embarrassed that you caught him looking.

The next time you’re at the brink, don’t assume that nobody cares. Talk to someone. Let them know what you’re thinking; what you’re feeling. And don’t assume you know what they think or feel about what you’re saying.

Assumptions are relationship killers, ladies and gents. Whether the relationship is 20 years old, or crashed-carts-at-the-market-with-a-hottie new. If you accept assumptions as truth, you’re dooming your relationship, no matter who it’s with.

If you don’t talk, you don’t know.

If you don’t ask, you don’t know.

If you don’t listen, you don’t know.

If you make a conscious effort not to assume, the results are amazing. You’ll find you make an ASS out of U and ME far less often.

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    Happiness Journal: January 2

    happiness journal january 2Happiness Journal for the week of December 26th through January 1st

    I’m so happy to have made it through the roughest and best decade of my life. The closing of the year and decade brought more emotional reflection than ever before. In the span of 10 years, I survived a nearly fatal pregnancy, moved several times, lost a son, miscarried, adopted a son, gave birth to two healthy boys, started working from home, drifted apart from some friends and gained some more. And, by the sheer grace of God, my marriage has not only lasted, but grown stronger with each and every monumental event.

    In a world where marriages are either deemed unnecessary or fail half the time, I’ve been extremely blessed to have met, and been deeply loved by, a man that shares the same beliefs and dreams that I do. My husband, Brock, is the center of my world. Or, I should say, has helped me to build a world of my own, our own. What started out as puppy love…and a healthy dose of teen hormones…has turned into the most important, wonderful relationship I’ll ever experience. And, despite life’s never-ending barrage of unexpected sorrows and joys, it just keeps getting better.  I love this man. I love him honestly, truly and with every ounce of my being. And I know the feeling is mutual.

    We’ve created a family. Three beautiful, completely different, uniquely wonderful boys. Sure, they drive me ever closer to insanity with each passing day, but they’re ours. From now until forever, they will always be our greatest adventures and accomplishments.

    And if that wasn’t enough, we both still have our parents. Even in my early thirties, I’m seeing more and more people in my life losing their parents. It’s a frightening reality that the people who loved us unconditionally, nurtured our dreams and guided us through life’s twists and turns, won’t always be there. We’re so blessed to not only have the privilege of being their children, but to still have these remarkable, unforgettable people with us.

    My brother and sister and their families are doing well. We don’t see each other as much as we should, but no matter what, we always know we love each other.

    I have two of the best friends on the planet. I wouldn’t have made it through the last ten years without them. We have each others’ backs and when the chips fall…like they have a tendency to do…the friend in need knows she’s just a phone call away from a laugh, a hand and a heart.

    No matter what the roller coaster brings, there is no doubt…

    Life is good.

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