The seven o’clock stink face. Finn gets fussy just about every night sometime between 6:30 and 7:30pm. It is short-lived, but it sure is frustrating. No apparent reason for the tears; he just puts on the pouty face and cries something fierce. Changing the environment often helps. We turn on or off the lights, get outside, take a walk, sing a silly song or go for a drive. He needs change; too much sameness.
Joey and I realized the same is true for us. The monotony of baby care gets exhausting, and soon our tempers shorten. For the health of our marriage, we have to intentionally take a different route, ask new questions, play cards, try new recipes, let each other hang out with friends…keep pursuing each other. It takes work. The last 5 1/2 years of our marriage, we’ve traveled (internationally and stateside) several times a year. The pregnancy and Finn have brought those travels to a halt, and we feel claustrophobic…like we need to get out.
Since Italy won’t be a reality for us anytime soon, we decided to head to the Norman farmer’s market Saturday morning instead. Bought some broccoli, spaghetti squash, local honey and new potatoes. Then we drove to OU and walked Jersey and Finn around campus instead of our usual neighborhood route to Starbucks. It was refreshing to do something different; to break routine. Maybe it’s possible to find beauty and wonder in familiar, everyday events. Maybe I just need to see life from a new perspective… “sing to the Lord a new song (Psalm 96:1).”