Friday, January 22, 2010

Opening your heart isn't easy.

DH has a circle of mommy friends. I know this is common and would naturally happen. I didn't know how I'd react to the daily text messages and emails and phone calls. I didn't know how I would react to his short responses on what they discuss or what the kids did.
I think the verdict is still out. I'm pretty much fine with it but occasionally get this twinge of introversion.
What do I mean? My husband is a give what you have. I'm a give what you have within reason.
When a mom I only met twice at the playground asked me to babysit her child, I was taken aback but DH without thinking offered to go their apartment and watch their child.
After spending countless hours researching children's music and purchasing songs for TG, DH doesn't think it wrong to take the $100+ worth of music I've obtained and burning cds for all the mothers and playgroups TG attends.
I wish I was a little more altruistic and less apprehensive or cynical.
Part of it comes from when I was younger. My mom used to tell me how many times my father's selfless heart caused us pain, additional debt and emotional anguish as the good deeds were rarely reciprocated.
Nowadays I do things because I want to do them and because they make me happy. I don't look for a reward. Still, I do find myself apprehensive. I think watching my father get burned has led me to be protective and less impulsive.
I wish I was more open-minded like my husband.
I wish I didn't feel like others have more opportunities than we do and be more protective of ours. I know that's a telling remark and I can't believe I'm saying that out loud. I know the grass is always greener. I'm trying to fight the feeling and so far it only pops up every now and then. It's not productive to think this way and I need to snap out of it.