I realized this weekend that this is the first anniversary that we haven't done anything romantic. We've always went out, and usually got each other a card/gift/flowers. This year: none of the above.
And the thing is, I'm okay with this. Really. Apparently we've reached the point that we don't need all the mushy stuff. I know my husband loves me, and I don't need to be spoiled to feel it.
That being said....
I am going to need a date soon, though. I've been in Mommy Mode so long that I'm beginning to wonder if I've forgotten what it feels like to be a Wife and Woman. I wish it wasn't so hard to get away when you're nursing. (Jacob, like Nathan was, is adamantly anti-bottle.)