This Valentines Day I was determined would be different. We normally don't make a big deal out of this holiday but since the birth of Kylea has divided our time and attention from each other I felt like it would be nice if we tried to make it special. One monday morning about a week before V-Day Kylea was up bright and early. Though I was none too thrilled to be up so early (again) it was PERFECT! I could take the car under the pretense of going to mommy and baby yoga class and instead go shopping for supplies for a perfectly romantic dinner for two. I was thinking sparkling cider, filet mingnon, candles the works!
The plan started without a hiccup, we packed into the car (dog included, he likes to go on rides) and took Kevin to work. On the way home little missy decided to start howling. If there's one thing in this world she HATES it's her carseat. The car seat is her arch nemesis. I listen to other mothers talking about going on rides to put their baby to sleep with envy. No matter what that seat is doing she despises it.
The drive from Kevin's work to our house is only about 15 min. but it felt like 15 hours. Tekoa sat in the back with the howling baby ears pinned against his head with a look of sheer misery on his face. Finally he sidled over to Kylea and laid his head down on her lap. This interested Kylea for exactly 12 seconds. It was long enough for her to reach her tiny hands out and engage Tekoa's ear in a kung-fu death grip. It's a good thing T is such a good dog because he just sat back there patiently letting her maul his ear while we continued home.
Of course we got caught behind the commuter train and I decided this would be a good opportunity to put the binky back in Kylea's mouth. I put the car in park unbuckled and shoved the binky into her mouth which only succeeded in making her even more angry. After several attempts with the binky I gave up and turned around. In my haste, I accidentally mistook the gas pedal for the brakes, the engine roared, the baby screamed and the guy in front of me flipped me the bird...twice. The crying continued all the way home, it was miserable.
Needless to say, my plans for a romantic surprise were never realized. On Valentines day we woke up made sure to say I love you to one another and started our day as usual. When Kevin returned home we went out for a simple dinner, went on a walk and settled down for the night. When it came time to put a cranky and resistant Kylea to bed, I was at my wits end. I wasn't feeling good and just didn't think I had the patience to get her to sleep that night. Suddenly, (without even being asked) Kevin walked over picked up the baby, swaddled her took her to her room and sweetly sang her to sleep.
Those simple actions, to me were the ultimate expression of love. It was better than all the chocolates and all the roses in the world! I sat on the couch staring into the fireplace just drinking in the serenity and thinking that this was the BEST Valentines day ever.
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