5 years isnt really that long

One thing about being married for nearly 5 years is that you start to get a bit lazy about the whole thing.

For example, this morning I was baking a cake for a very dear friend who has been having a very hard week and making soup and bread for another newer friend who has just been blessed with a new baby. And as I prayed over the cake, and the rising bread, and the chopped vegetables; that they could be healing and that the people receiving them could be blessed by them, I wondered, when was the last time that I prayed over food made for my husband?

I mean, on the one hand, I make food for my family all the time. I figure I spend about 50% of my waking life in that kitchen of mine, either cooking or cleaning up after the effects of the cooking. And I try to pray over each and every meal as it bakes. But that is all very general. I mean, when was the last time that I made something specifically because Josh would enjoy it? When was the last time I made his favorite kind of cookies just because they are his favorite? When was the last time I presented a meal just a little bit special to show how I love him?

This is something I do all the time for others in my life.

Another thing I'm trying to spruce up a bit is the way I'm dressing for bed. It might seem a little silly but I came into a little bit of money to spend on myself recently and I've been searching around for girlier nightgowns then I currently own. Right now my bedtime wardrobe consists almost entirely of yoga pants and tank tops. And while that is comfortable, and while it is sometimes difficult as a nursing mother to find anything better, I think its worth the rather small effort to wear something slightly more appealing.

I think my goal this next week will be to think of at least 3 more things that I can do to show my appreciation for Josh. I feel like lately I've been taking him for granted. 5 years isnt THAT long, after all.