About Last Night and Vacation
Posted
Wednesday, May 14, 2008 10:46 AM
Ok, I hit a nerve last night with my husband. I hit something deep. I never really noticed that he had issues like this. To give you a little background, my hubby grew up in less than ideal circumstances. His family was horrible with money and was not able to provide the nicer things to Matt and his brother. His parents did what they could though.
Matt and his brother were always encouraged to grow their hair out long and they never had trendy cloths. Their parents would send them in small plain T-shirts and sweat pants to school every day, coupled with their long hair, the two got picked on. Matt's brother was older and taller. Not too many people messed with him. Matt was shorter though. He hadn't gotten tall yet, he was young and he got the crap beat out of him a lot. He has mentioned that our kids will have whatever is popular and we will always keep up with the trends. He doesn't want our children to ever get picked on for not having the cool stuff.
Well, Matt is playing competitive soccor this summer. Last night, we went to get him some shin guards at Sports Authority. They had a lot, but they all were patterned. He said none were good enough, because the pattern would show through the socks and he would look stupid. I told him I didn't think so. He said that no one else has patterned guards, he would not be the only one to go out there and look like a moron and get laughed at. He got really angry at me. I said, fine and we left the store. He then started into when he was younger, he looked like a hodgepodge when it came to sports, nothing of his ever matched. His parents put him in borrowed gear and hand-me-downs. He told me that he would not do that ever again.
What can I say to this. The poor guy is obsessed with image because he was beat up for what is still the majority of his life because no one thought he had cool stuff. I did the only thing I knew that would cheer him up. I bought him dinner, went to the book store, got him a book about the rise of an Italian soccer player. Brought him to get ice-cream. Then we went home and I told him to go online and order the shinguards, whatever kind he thought were best, and right when he placed the order I crawled under the desk and gave him a BJ. Maybe that was too much info, but I just wanted to show him that he has my support.
I think I should make the man as happy as a clam in order to have him in good spirits for upcoming baby-making. I decided, I will most definitely try for a baby on vacation. I will give it this one chance. If vacation sex doesn't do the trick, I will wait 3 months before we try again. This should make me a pregnant bridesmaid, but not too pregnant, and I'm okay with that.
I really hope that vacation is when it happens. I just want this so badly. Matt may have switched our boy's name again. I like Daniel, but I also like the name he picked (even though he says we can still have Daniel), and it was one of the firt names I chose and he vetoed it in the beginning. Go figure. He likes Jude. I don't want to change my mind again, but I always wanted to have a little boy named Jude and I could hold him in my arms against my chest and just rock him back and forth and sing sweetly the words to "Hey Jude" I know that seems silly, but I always imagined it. I had just resolved myself to singing Daniel to my son from Elton John, but I guess as long as we are singing the songs of European icons, I suppose I am alright. However, I don't like the message of Daniel near as much as I like Hey Jude. Hey Jude was written for a child, so it is just so fitting. However, it was originally called Hey Jules, for John's son Julian. Paul wrote it for him. I like Paul, he is my favorite Beattle.
Oh, and since I am thinking that I will probably have a little baby Jude one day, I decided to watch Across the Universe for the 10 millionth time yesterday. What an awesome movie. I just can't get over how amazing that movie is. I like every minute, except for the Bono part, I just skip those chapters.
One last thing. I have always wanted a little girl, a darling little baby daughter. I thought that would be the most amazing thing. Since I have been with Matt, and it seems like he has a family full of boys, I have been trying to get used to the idea that I will probably have a little boy. Now, the whole idea seems so sweet to me. I am almost hoping that our first could be a little man that I could buy lots of Teddy bears and trains for. However, if I have a little girl, I will be sooooo too the stars for pink frilly dresses and bows for her hair, fairy princess outfits and baby dolls.
Plus, my feature will be up on Thursday March 29th for one week. How fun :)