Chicago Chick: Used To

It's been very stressful in our house lately. On my side there is work and the boys and for David it is all about the boys. I'm sure that he's not feeling very good about the "daddy oops" that was made this week. I have been making sure that I don't rub the mistake in his face because I know that he's doing what he can. I also know that given a choice, he would rather go back to work, but he knows that being home is better for the kids.

Still, it's hard to pretend that nothing is wrong and so when things have gotten tense this weekend I've put on my headphones and tried to give David some space. Lately I've been listening to some Daughtry - the song that seems to hit home for me is "Used To" and every so often I catch myself humming it.

For those of you who don't know it, here it is below:

Honestly there was a time when David and I were very much in sync. It was a long time ago before the boys and before I ever felt like an adult. I met my husband when I was 21 years old and in the past 16 years that we've known each other (11 of those years married), I have grown up. I'm definitely not the same person that I used to be - it's a good thing and a not so good thing. I think that sometimes people just grow up and grow apart. But, I also believe that people who grow apart can somehow grow together again. I am hoping that is what happens for us.

I have told people that I probably married the wrong person and to some extent I still believe that. However, I also know that the man that I am married to knows me better than anyone and is able to call me to the carpet when I'm full of shit - I haven't met anyone (friend, former boyfriends, family) that can do that. In that sense, he IS the right person. I don't know the right answer to the question: Did you marry the right guy. I'm just hoping that one day the days of being in sync come back.