{"id":1306,"date":"2025-09-30T13:21:09","date_gmt":"2025-09-30T13:21:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/humorsidehub.com\/?p=1306"},"modified":"2025-09-30T13:21:10","modified_gmt":"2025-09-30T13:21:10","slug":"babes-got-my-period-get-pads-wings-and-hazelnut-magnums-not-the-minis-and-whatever-the-kids-want-for-dinner-cant-cook-dying-mom-recounts-how-her","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/humorsidehub.com\/?p=1306","title":{"rendered":"\u2018Babes, got my period, get pads \u2013 wings. And hazelnut Magnums, not the minis. And whatever the kids want for dinner. Can\u2019t cook \u2013 dying.\u2019: Mom recounts how her relationship has changed"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>\u201cHusband. Wife. Roommates? If someone told me years ago that my relationship would one day change, I would have laughed and said no way.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I write this from a very raw part of my heart. The other night I lay there crying for unknown reasons (okay, maybe not unknown \u2013 the utero was having its monthly party) as I tried to go to sleep.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He was snoring his busy week away and I was wide awake thinking of all the things we used to do. How different we used to be. I was mad at him for changing. I was mad at myself for changing. It is no one\u2019s fault. It\u2019s just a moment in our life where I can say \u2013 it\u2019s not all roses and handcuffs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The long date nights have gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The sleep-ins are nonexistent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The surprise weekends away, we can no longer afford them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The new underwear \u2013 seriously who even made edible underwear? \u2018Excuse me while I finish my mouthful of cotton candy, sh*t I\u2019ve got a hole in my tooth, that hurt\u2019 \u2026 Completely impractical.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The long hot showers, are now lukewarm and we\u2019re tag teaming kids in between.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The late nights are now laying there silently with our backs to each other hoping the other one will get up for the crying baby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The text messages that used to read about how much they love you and why. Now they\u2019re more likely, \u2018Babes, got my period, get pads \u2013 wings. Don\u2019t forget the bloody wings. Hazelnut magnums, not the minis that means I have to eat three. I\u2019d rather just eat two big ones. And whatever you and the kids want for dinner. Can\u2019t cook \u2013 dying.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The spray tans and shaved beaver are now for birthdays, nights out and possibly (I mean possibly) because I just simply feel bad for him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Children are hard work. They do put a damper on things. Some people may be able to keep their sh*t together but some people, like us, we find it hard to balance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The children have become the number one priority and at some point, we need to learn to put our relationship towards the top of that priority list. I think in time it will become that way again. You have to make it past these difficult times to get there. It\u2019s not that its even difficult, it\u2019s just different. And sometimes different is really hard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Things have changed. Have they changed for the worse?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No. I don\u2019t think so. I think this moment in our lives is where we need to be right now. I am still very very much in love with my husband. It\u2019s just a different kind of relationship now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s commitment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s contentment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s frustrating.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s repetitive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s another chapter in our life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I know not all people go through this. But I have. I think it\u2019s normal and I also think I can\u2019t be alone in this. Surely there are other people out there who feel the same?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Is the romance dead?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>No. It\u2019s very much alive but it also has another 3 humans involved. It\u2019s not as easy anymore. Do I think he deserves more? Of course, I do. He deserves the world when at this moment, all I can give him is a hairy, cranky wife.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>If someone asked me today, \u2018Did your relationship change over time?\u2019 I would answer \u2013 Yes. Nothing is going to be easy forever. Nothing is going to stay the same. And that\u2019s okay. Life is all about the change. It\u2019s about becoming together and staying together during the good, the ugly and the children.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Once you stop comparing yourselves to your old selves, it becomes easier. Once you talk to each other about it, you understand you\u2019re both feeling the same way. Of course, it\u2019s worrying and of course it\u2019s scary. No one likes to change, and no one expects change. But just like everything else in life \u2013 relationships change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So, here\u2019s to grey pubes (not yet) and sexless nights. No round two\u2019s and nothing tight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I wouldn\u2019t want to be old and saggy with anyone else!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\" id=\"attachment_55363\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/lwm-a2.azureedge.net\/uploads\/2019\/02\/Mel1Watts-5-900x626.jpg\" alt=\"Woman who says her relationship with husband has changed after kids stands smiling beside table holding baby beside husband and three other kids\" class=\"wp-image-55363\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lovewhatmatters.com\/babes-got-my-period-get-pads-wings-and-hazelnut-magnums-not-the-minis-and-whatever-the-kids-want-for-dinner-cant-cook-dying\/?fbclid=IwY2xjawNIuElleHRuA2FlbQIxMABicmlkETE5WU1HMk1HWERxMXJRdE1YAR6bNo_lecEmWoulFmuM2McG9z0Zk0odlO1u362cLWveZwOgZx9MpMUJ3Opvag_aem_4F11p88qBUk9_6jJQLJV8Q#\"><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cHusband. Wife. Roommates? 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