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Blindside

July 26, 2011 in Marriage by Tristina | 7 comments

I’m going to share the wonderful, slightly embarrassing story of when Stephen proposed to me.

January 26, 2008

Stephen and I lived in a tiny apartment in Decatur – which is a lovely little town right on the outskirts of downtown Atlanta.  I desperately want to move back there and buy a home, but that’s off the subject.

One of my best friends was getting married that May and I was a bridesmaid, which came with a whole host of drama and responsibilities, but we got it done and she’s happily married living in Florida.

That Saturday morning, all the bridesmaids were supposed to meet at Kelly’s apartment to go dress shopping.  It was the second dress shopping excursion since she couldn’t find anything she liked yet – ever have that problem, brides?  We were supposed to meet just before lunch.

I overslept.

When my bleary morning fog cleared and I looked at the clock, I freaked out.  Jumped out of bed, sent a frantic text to Kelly to say I was on my way (heh) and jumped in the shower.  Stephen was in the office working on something or playing a video game, I’m not sure.

Quick explanation of apartment layout.  The two bedrooms were side by side with the bathroom just to the right of the second bedroom, which we used as an office.  In order to go from the bathroom to the actual bedroom, you pass the office.

So I’m in the shower, scrubbing fast, brushing my teeth, and my mind is spinning with everything that has to get done that day.  I couldn’t believe I was running late for dress shopping!  I felt like I was letting her down and being a bad bridesmaid, etc etc.

I bundle my hair up in an awesomely sexy towel turban, grab my pjs from the floor and dash out of the bathroom butt naked.

Stephen is on one knee in the office doorway.

My mind goes blank.  I think I asked him what he was doing.

He pulls out this little wooden box with a gorgeous white gold ring with a sapphire center stone and accompanying diamonds and asks me to marry him.  I managed to stammer out an “Uh-huh.”

Later, I found out he’d had this whole thing planned to show up at Kelly’s apartment later and propose to me there but he didn’t want to detract from Kelly’s bride day so he just decided to do it that morning.

Besides, being blindsided with a proposal while you’re naked, partially dripping wet because you didn’t towel off entirely, and completely not paying attention to anything else but what you’re doing wrong is a WAY better story.

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two.years

May 2, 2011 in Family, Happy, Marriage by Tristina | 6 comments

Two years.

It may not seem like much to most people.  To us, it’s awesome.  This is our first anniversary as parents – granted I was hugely pregnant last year this time.  There’s a whirlwind happening right now – Olivia turning one; our impending move and all the doors it opens.  Today, we take a step back from it all and celebrate that very special, somewhat rainy, beautiful, wonderful day two years ago.

To my partner in this crazy adventure.

I love you.  More than words could express.  More than any card or any gift could convey.  I’m still ever so grateful you took the plunge and surprised me that day in our old apartment.  We’ve had so many ups and so many downs.  We’ve fought.  We’ve laughed.  We’ve cried.  We produced an incredibly adorable off-spring.  We’re moving halfway across the country on a hope.

And we’re doing it all together.  And will continue to do so many years into the future.

I wish I had something more eloquent to say.  But.

I’m having a blast showing off all our fancy wedding photos.

This was our [royal] fairytale wedding.  And we remember and loved every bit of it.

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Tuesday Tea

March 8, 2011 in Baby, Family, Tuesday Tea by Tristina | No comments

oh my word

My baby currently has a crazy two sided thing going on right now.  During the day, she’s happy, lovely, adventurous, babbling, eating, loving and she naps.  During the night?

oh.my.

I blame teeth.  I blame growing.  I blame solid food.  I blame the weather.  I blame our house.  I blame me.  I blame whatever nasty thing is in her body causing her to wake up and scream for no reason.  Well, I’m sure there’s a reason.  But all she can do is cry.  And all I can do is run down my list of things to try.  Rock, nurse, tylenol, new diaper, new pjs, walk around, soothe, etc etc etc until she calms and I can lay her down.

2-3 hours later.  Rinse. Repeat.

And I [know] it’s a phase and I [know] it will pass and I [know] that every other mama out there with an infant is going through this exact thing at one point or another.  It’s just…

hard

she’s a hard baby at night.

So, let’s focus on the daytime and leave the night for the darkness and the half-asleep zombie memories…

Helping with laundry

We’re moving in two months.  With that comes a host of nervous excitement, stress over the actual planning of the physical move itself, wonder over the future, questioning our decisions again and again, and big BIG dreams of all the great things we’re going to do.  For those of you new to the blog, we’re moving in with my parents in mid-May on their farm just outside of St. Louis.  We are in a bit of financial straits due to our own screw-ups and a LOT of bad luck (i.e. our insurance refusing to cover my pregnancy/birth….bastards).  The goal is to be looking for [hopefully] a place of our own to buy (ideally) or rent by beginning of 2012.

So that’s that.

And I’m [so excited] to be moving back home.  And I’m also [so nervous] that my husband is about to uproot everything he’s ever known and move his family 600 miles back to the place his wife desperately escaped over a decade ago.

Funny how things come back around…

Along with the moving preparations, there have been a lot of personal workings around here.  There have been some coming to verbal blows conversations around here that have, in the end, been [good] and [needed].  I’m so lucky, you guys, to have a husband who will push me to talk to him and then we fight and then we figure out what the other is trying to say or has been feeling or (mis)understood something and then it’s all good and better than before.

We make a good team, he and I.

I’m lucky in that.  And I know it.

Me?

Oh I’m just playing mom and wife and trying to figure [me] out.  I think back on my pregnancy when I stayed home all day growing a baby and I desperately try to remember what I did all day long.  Now, I’m trying to cram learning knitting, sewing or crocheting into 2 hour baby naps while simultaneously thinking about blog posts, design projects and what the heck I’m going to make for dinner.  Top that off with fighting feelings of guilt that I do nothing to bring in any money for this family even though Stephen has told me a hundred times that I’m doing [exactly] what I should be doing and how much he appreciates it.

There’s a balance somewhere and I’m still trying to find it.  I keep telling myself, after we move, and after the money is under control again, and after you have your own place again, you’ll find it.

Soooo…a year?  To find balance?

I shake my head and hope that isn’t the case.

 

In the meantime, I have an idea for a small craft project but I need your help.  If you have any scrap fabric that you would otherwise throw away, I will gladly take it off your hands.  I want to craft some things to maybe sell for a little money towards Olivia’s first birthday.

If you are interested in helping me out, email me at tristina.wright at gmail and I can send you my address.

For all the moms out there, what balance are you working to find?  Have you found it?  What do you do [for you] that helps keep things somewhat in check?

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