Wednesday, February 16, 2011

With this ring I thee wed...


It all started when my husband started leaving his wedding ring at home when he left for work. So I asked him about it. He said he didn't like wearing his ring to work, it was similar to when he went out to the field when he was in the Army, he never wore it then either.

I didn't like that answer. I felt a little hurt. I was never worried about infidelity. It was more about wanting to show our love to the world, to show strangers that we have a special someone at home. I was putting a lot of thought and emphasis on that inanimate object.

It led to further discussion and I began to realize he truly was doing this for work purposes. I won't go in to the details, but in his profession a lot of men don't wear their rings for numerous reasons. So I slowly began to realize that it made sense for him to leave it at home, so long as he wore it when he was off. But secretly in the back of my mind I hoped he would change his mind just to make me happy.

A few days later, we lost my husbands wedding ring. We spent several days looking for it and tearing our house apart. We tried enticing our 3 year old with chocolate if she would tell us that she put the ring somewhere. We took a flashlight and looked in every crevice of our house. We took the sheets and mattress off our bed and searched thoroughly. We looked in every shoe, in the washer and dryer, in the couch cushions, etc....

My husband was infuriated. He was very upset that it was gone, which reassured me that there was sentimental value behind it for him. So I told him, "It's gone. But we're still married." The next morning he said he agreed with me, we weren't going to let a ring ruin our weekend. So it got me thinking.... are wedding rings a tradition set forth by the Bible, or by man?

I found this: "Although the Bible has quite a few references to marriage and weddings it does not establish the use of any particular symbols such as wedding rings to represent the marriage commitment. God made marriage, so marriage is holy. Only God can make something holy. Since he didn't command the use of wedding rings, there is nothing holy about them." (from http://www.biblestudy.org/question/are-wedding-rings-biblical-what-do-they-symbolize.html)

So I've decided that I need to remind myself the importance of my marriage, and not my jewelry. I told my husband I will not wear my wedding ring until we find his. And I said that it doesn't mean we don't love each other or want to be unfaithful. Just the opposite, in fact, it means that I love him so much that I'm secure enough to go without a symbol. For the time being, neither of us have our wedding rings on. And our marriage couldn't be stronger. It's a lesson I want to teach myself.

I miss the feel of my ring, the comfort of it, the sentiments it holds, the shiny diamond.... :D So as soon as we find his ring or replace it, I will wear mine again, proudly. Until then... I will be at peace with the fact that our marriage is still a holy one.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The Queen of.... what??
























I started out my day by hitting the top of our trash can repeatedly, resulting in a broken lid. It should have closed when I wanted it to.

I suppose the anger came from my disappoinment at the way the prior night had gone. But I learned a valuable lesson on my quest to becoming the Queen of Zen. Don't ever expect things to go perfectly, because when they don't, it just pisses you off so much more.

Got the kids to bed early, hoping for at least an extra hour of sleep. But then kid #1 started puking all over my bed and herself. Curdled milk and macaroni. Yum. Then kid #2 decided he wanted to eat every 2 hours. Fun. So I woke up this morning tired and pissed.

Managed to get kid #1 to preschool on time. Despite the bloody ear she had this morning from her earring and our wrestling match to get it out. Also managed to eat breakfast with the hubby, do a job interview, go grocery shopping, stop by pharmacy, unload groceries in a down pour, pick kid #1 up from school, go to Babies R Us for new formula, prepare lunch, load laundry and dishwasher, and update my blog. It is now 4pm and I still have more to do.... bathe both kids and myself tonight, cook dinner for the hubby, fold laundry, and maybe get another nights rest of 5 hours.

So what's the point of this blog? Absolutely nothing. I just like to hear myself talk. The hubby sure doesn't. However, I do want to say that every working mother out there is my hero. There is no way I could do this with a job. Of course I will have to very soon, but kudos to all you working moms out there. Kudos. You rock.

So tonight I am going to prepare for the worst. Kid #1 will probably stay up way too late and fuss. Kid #2 will probably spit up every bottle he eats and wake every 2 hours. One of the legs on my bed will probably break and I will roll off the bed in my sleep, I'll also get very sick and wake up with severely swollen lips from an allergic reaction to a bed bug. Oh, and I will have slept a whopping 4 hours. Can't wait.

I am the Queen of Zen. I am the Queen of Zen.
OOOOOHHHHHMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmm.