As you can see (or haven’t seen because no one probably checks this unless I promote it) I skipped a post again this week.
See, I’ve found it difficult to write about anything these current days. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say. Honestly, it’s quite the opposite. I have so much to say, but yet there is so much that I’m just not at liberty to discuss.
If I told you all the full story of how Mr. Right and I came to be a couple, you probably wouldn’t believe me. It’s so intricate; so many twists and turns. So many details go into the story that it almost seems cinematic. But it’s true; we ended up as a couple. Just yesterday we celebrated a year anniversary. And in honor of that, I thought I’d share a little bit of my experience juggling a new relationship with parenting for the first time.
Let me first start this post off by explaining something that will make everything that follows this a whole heck of a lot more sense: We are a girl family.
Mr. Right hates this photo. He says it gives him “spaghetti legs”. But I, on the contrary, love it.
When I was younger, one of my favorite expressions was “an organized mess”. Even as a child, I found complexity both intriguing, and (in it’s own unique way) beautiful. I longed to be deeper than those around me, strove to be something that someone had to “figure out”. I wanted to be abstruse, to be a puzzle that someone wanted to solve.
And so became my fascination with organized messes. My room was one, my car was one, my life was one. I convinced myself the boys I met were one, and that with the right sense of wit and dedication, I could unravel them and find what was underneath.
It’s a question I ask myself a million times a day. Rhetorically, sarcastically, for clarification. You name it, I probably do it.
I’ve been an inquisitive person for as long as I can remember. It’s just the nice way of saying I was a nosy child, a nosy teenager, and now try really hard not to be a nosy adult. I just like to know why.
“And who am I? That’s one secret I’ll never tell … You know you love me. XOXO, Gossip Girl”
Haha, kidding. Kinda.