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Dawn - edging ever closer to 30, although I still feel like I'm 21. :) I'm married to a youth pastor ('Big G'), and have THREE wonderful kids: a five year-old son ('Little G'), a just turned two year-old daughter ('A'), and our newest little girl blessing, Baby R, was born May 28/07!! They keep me hopping as I juggle them, my WAH part-time job as an accountant, being a pastor's wife, and of course hobbies like quilting, scrapbooking, and blogging!

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Saturday, January 14, 2006
It must suck to be married to me sometimes
We're having another Saturday off consisting mainly of conflicting expectations and goals. DH doesn't see the kids all that much during the week, so when he's home I feel like it's really important for him to just spend time playing with them. However, when he's home he thinks that he should be getting things done because I'm 'complaining' all week about how I never get anything done.

So the day typically goes like this... he plays on the computer for an hour in the morning while Gavin's eating breakfast, etc, then all of a sudden stands up and announces what project he's about to tackle (this morning it was cleaning out the cubby hole/shelf/storage space thing in Gavin's room). He thinks he's doing me a favor by getting something done, I just wish he wouldn't take more stuff out and just play with Gavin who is following him around saying "do you want to play with me, Daddy? Do you want to play cars with me, Daddy?"

I'm frustrated because I want him to play with his son, he's frustrated because he hears me getting after him all week that nothing's done and why doesn't he do something (i.e. when he plays on the computer all night) and he honestly is trying to do what I want. Poor guy, he tries so hard the majority of the time to help me out, make things easier for me, and do what he thinks I want, but when I can't even decide what I really want half the time, he doesn't have much of a chance to get it right.

Maybe I'm not the funnest person to be married to after all.

posted at 1:52 PM  


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