As newlyweds, Hubby and I bought a modest house. Eleven months into our marriage we also welcomed our first child.
In other words, according to our choices, we had a life full of commitments and lacking in disposable income. Which is fine--it's what we wanted.
But now suddenly having spare, obligation-free time and squandering it on each other feels a little like we're getting away with something.
During the last couple weeks, Youngest has been spending all day, every day (and most nights) with the neighbor kids before they all go back to their respective schools and activities. Beautiful is spending each available moment with her boyfriend before his job takes him away for awhile and, more importantly, before parenthood changes their lives forever. Number One Son has returned to the university for his final semester.
That has left my sweet hubby and me alone. We've been living as though we're a young couple in the midst of courtship. Frequent lunches out. Evenings together. It's been wonderful.
Last night we met a friend for drinks and a very late dinner. We talked. We laughed. We made fun of other people. And of ourselves. Hubby and I didn't get home until 4 this morning. Then we fooled around and enjoyed each other until nearly 5. Because nobody needed us. Because we didn't need to worry about waking anyone. Because we could.
We're not fools. We know enough to enjoy this little season while it lasts.
Baby Lily is due in two weeks. Everything will change. And as much as we've been enjoying this unexpected "honeymoon" period, we'll welcome that change.