After 4 years of dating and almost 8 years of marriage, I can finally say that I’m making progress in biting my tongue. I first noticed this when one day my husband was feeding our daughter and she was super messy (she gets messy when I feed her but this was SUPER messy, if you catch my drift) and I was pacing behind my husband biting my tongue- literally. I was dying to say “if you would just….” or “try not to…” or “she doesn’t like….” I was laughing at myself, actually, because I was starting and stopping these sentences in my mind like every second. I wanted to say something, I was aching to “help.” Gabe noticed my torment and said I might be more “helpful” in the other room! Ha!
Well, that was one battle within myself that helped prepare me for the next one. Oh, this was a doozy; I could have laid into my husband like never before, which makes me even more proud of myself for refraining. I was on the computer in a different room and I could hear my husband open the freezer door. Then I heard him say. “Crap.” I didn’t think too much of it but then I heard him take out the ice tray and and walk it to the sink to dump the water out. It took me a second, but then I realized- wait, water? in the freezer? so it was left open? so all my breast milk……? Yep- thawed. As I slowly became aware of what had happened, a lump in my throat started to grow.
Let me briefly explain, to some who may be unaware of the importance of stored-up breast milk. Halle had such a terrible time breastfeeding that I rarely give her bottles so she doesn’t revert back to old habits. I do pump, however, so that my husband and I can go out once in awhile or I can leave her with my husband for a long period of time 🙂 So…since you’re not supposed to re-freeze thawed milk and since you are supposed to use it within 2 days that meant A LOT of bottles for Halle or A LOT of wasted milk.
My first instinct was to run in and yell and scream but I realized there was nothing that could be done. I also realized that he obviously didn’t leave the freezer door open on purpose. So, I just stayed at the computer, blindly scrolling through page after page…biting my tongue.
The point of the story is not to rat out my husband to all my blog-reading friends, because he is a wonderful, wonderful man, but to pat myself on the back for NOT blowing up at him. So I guess while I’ve made progress in restraint, it appears I have a ways to go with bragging.
Since I was talking about maturing, I thought it would be fun to show an engagement picture of my husband and me compared to us now (but I’m already regretting this!)
Love Gabe’s hair in the engagement pic hahaha! I think we can ALL relate to this story thanks for sharing sweet friend!!!
Love the photos and the post!
OH. MY. Goodness… So sorry for all of that wasted milk. My heart sunk when I read this. Good for you, for not saying anything, man! That took restraint. Cute pictures at the end though! Dustin and I got married in ’02 and looked like babies, ha!
It’s so funny to see those pics side-by-side! I need to find one from our freshman year in college, that would be a real shocker; I had super short hair! And no worries on the thawed milk, it all worked out and I got over it 🙂
i finally hopped on your blog after seeing it on facebook and LOVE it! especially love that it’s a local blog and you guys coordinate play dates. cannot wait!
i need to take a few pointers from you on biting with my tongue…starting tonight 🙂 love your new perspective!
Oh my goodness!!!! Just looking at that pic of all of the breast milk made my heart sink for you. (insert super sad face).
You are a good woman Casey!!!
great job, Casey. I am still trying to learn that lesson and fail so very often. Taming the tongue is a lifetime endeavor. At least I am still in the fray, still battling onward and upward. It is just that so often, I seem to take many steps backward. Love the pictures. I remember that “Younger ” couple from not that long ago.
I love that I showed my husband this picture (now daddy of 2) and he cringed!!! Oh BIG deal!! Proud of you:)
Great job, Case! Your Mama raised you right! I was so sad for you about the milk b/c I had a terrible time with both my girls breastfeeding and had to supplement. So I can’t imagine losing all the milk I had spent so much time pumping. Great job on the biting-of-the-tongue! I don’t think I could have reacted that well!
Love your blog, BTW!
Allie
You are all so kind! I wasn’t trying to toot my own horn, but rather focus on a part of the story other than my husband’s mishap. Biting my tongue is so hard for me, I’m sure even Gabe was preparing for the worst 🙂