I have an amazing husband, anyone who knows me, knows that. So when he called me today and said he put $75 dollars on our debit card for something he got our little girl, I cringed, but figured whatever it was he purchased would be worth it...after all, it's for our little girl. So, for the rest of the day I sat there thinking of what it could be. Now that I have you wondering what it could be, I will go on about the daily goings on in my head.
I have been trying really hard to save money for my time off with her, and there are still things she needs, but I tried to set all that aside. So I sat at my desk and I thought, "man, that could go towards a lot of things, Breastpump $200-250 (sorry if that's TMI), the rocker like I said - probably more in the range of $100-150 (still thinking this had to be what he purchased and that maybe he found one on sale), $3900 to stay at home as long as possible I'm getting there, but not there yet, oh man, a diaper bag probably going to need one of those eventually, Oh crap, I still need to pre-register with the pediatrician, oh wait, what was i thinking of again, I'm really not looking forward to going to the grocery store, I should get a hospital bag packed so I don't have to worry about it when the time comes..." You catch my drift...the mad mind of a pregnant woman, sitting at a desk with swollen ankles and a sore back, and more than ready to have this baby!!! So imagine my pregnant reaction, yes I AM blaming this on pregnancy, when he pulled up with a........
Tree. Yup, a tree. I did a triple take out the window and completely lost it. What the eff! We just bought 2 small trees and planted them in the backyard, a yard at a shitty duplex that we don't plan on living in forever mind you, and he just rolled up with a giant effing tree!!! ...Que uncontrollable, gasping for air, balling your eyes out madness now. And again the goings on in the mind of a pregnant woman, "a tree?!? there must be a reason, wait...what? A tree, an effing tree (I must have uttered this phrase in my head a multitude of times so bare with me). He knows how hard I have been trying to save money... a TREE!!!"....I think you get the idea. So, rather than go outside to say, "honey, this tree...it's beautiful" I recluse to the bedroom sobbing uncontrollably, dreading the moment he walks in to share with me his purchase. So the door opens, and he says "baby" and walks in the bedroom to find me in hysteria. "What's wrong, he asks"..."A Tree!" I say, "You spent $75 Dollars on a tree? I thought maybe a chair for the baby's room, but not a G.D. Tree! (Sorry lord)" ..."So you don't like it"..."Why a Tree!?!"..."My Dad got me a tree when I was born, and it's moved from 4 locations and is still alive in my parents yard, I thought it would be good to get her one, apparently I was wrong"...looking at me from the doorway as though I have lost my damn mind.
And from there I will just cut to the chase...it really is a beautiful tree and one of the most precious things he has done for her. The tree has little cherry blossom type flowers on it that reminded him of her...the reason for getting it. (Trying not to cry again) and he says when we know her name we can carve it into the side. I shouldn't have come unglued...and for that, today, in this moment, I truly am...an ass. It was reminder to slow down a bit, the things that I feel she should have aren't at this time a necessity, and they will be purchased in time, things will fall into place. Sometimes the little things, or in this case, the 35' (yes-foot) tall things...are the things that matter the most. Andy, I am sorry sweetie, and your baby girl loves the tree, she told me so. And she told me to get a grip! As I've said before, she couldn't have a better Dad.
And now, when Daddy tells her little girl about the tree he purchased for her, and it's sentiment, we will leave out the part about her mom being an ass. =)
I have been trying really hard to save money for my time off with her, and there are still things she needs, but I tried to set all that aside. So I sat at my desk and I thought, "man, that could go towards a lot of things, Breastpump $200-250 (sorry if that's TMI), the rocker like I said - probably more in the range of $100-150 (still thinking this had to be what he purchased and that maybe he found one on sale), $3900 to stay at home as long as possible I'm getting there, but not there yet, oh man, a diaper bag probably going to need one of those eventually, Oh crap, I still need to pre-register with the pediatrician, oh wait, what was i thinking of again, I'm really not looking forward to going to the grocery store, I should get a hospital bag packed so I don't have to worry about it when the time comes..." You catch my drift...the mad mind of a pregnant woman, sitting at a desk with swollen ankles and a sore back, and more than ready to have this baby!!! So imagine my pregnant reaction, yes I AM blaming this on pregnancy, when he pulled up with a........
Tree. Yup, a tree. I did a triple take out the window and completely lost it. What the eff! We just bought 2 small trees and planted them in the backyard, a yard at a shitty duplex that we don't plan on living in forever mind you, and he just rolled up with a giant effing tree!!! ...Que uncontrollable, gasping for air, balling your eyes out madness now. And again the goings on in the mind of a pregnant woman, "a tree?!? there must be a reason, wait...what? A tree, an effing tree (I must have uttered this phrase in my head a multitude of times so bare with me). He knows how hard I have been trying to save money... a TREE!!!"....I think you get the idea. So, rather than go outside to say, "honey, this tree...it's beautiful" I recluse to the bedroom sobbing uncontrollably, dreading the moment he walks in to share with me his purchase. So the door opens, and he says "baby" and walks in the bedroom to find me in hysteria. "What's wrong, he asks"..."A Tree!" I say, "You spent $75 Dollars on a tree? I thought maybe a chair for the baby's room, but not a G.D. Tree! (Sorry lord)" ..."So you don't like it"..."Why a Tree!?!"..."My Dad got me a tree when I was born, and it's moved from 4 locations and is still alive in my parents yard, I thought it would be good to get her one, apparently I was wrong"...looking at me from the doorway as though I have lost my damn mind.
And from there I will just cut to the chase...it really is a beautiful tree and one of the most precious things he has done for her. The tree has little cherry blossom type flowers on it that reminded him of her...the reason for getting it. (Trying not to cry again) and he says when we know her name we can carve it into the side. I shouldn't have come unglued...and for that, today, in this moment, I truly am...an ass. It was reminder to slow down a bit, the things that I feel she should have aren't at this time a necessity, and they will be purchased in time, things will fall into place. Sometimes the little things, or in this case, the 35' (yes-foot) tall things...are the things that matter the most. Andy, I am sorry sweetie, and your baby girl loves the tree, she told me so. And she told me to get a grip! As I've said before, she couldn't have a better Dad.
And now, when Daddy tells her little girl about the tree he purchased for her, and it's sentiment, we will leave out the part about her mom being an ass. =)
Believe it or not, times like these make you grow closer. What a sweet story.
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ReplyDeleteWhen I was born my mom and dad,
They thought and thought real hard.
What could they do to show their love?
So they planted a tree in the yard.
And as I grew that little tree.
Grew taller just like me.
I knew it was special, it was my mark.
For all, the world to see.
I was taught to give it care.
And never to neglect.
Like the love my parents gave me.
To treat it with respect.
And over the years that tree grew tall.
Oh so much taller than I.
It held me when troubled or needed a friend.
I could climb up there and cry.
I climbed that tree over many years.
Would sit under its cooling shade.
And from that tree I learned to know God.
From the perfect world he made.
Our family planted several trees.
For each new baby that came.
And since we knew they were for us.
We even gave them a name.
Now a grown man with a special gift
I just held my new born son.
The first thing I’ll do when I get home.
Is plant a tree for this little one.
I’ll teach him to give it loving care.
He will learn to know it’s worth.
Like everything God created here.
It’s as perfect as His birth.
Wendy S. Peck
I thought this just fit the bill!
Absolutely beautiful sweet story....and by your reaction Michelle,your already a mommy!
And Andy, good job!
Love you lots...
Wendy
Michelle, how wonderful you are to be able to step back and realize what a precious lifelong thing Andy did. It's absolutely normal for you to be worrying and fretting about money at this time in your life, and you showed great maturity to be able to realize how important this tree is to Andy for tradition's sake. You are both incredibly awesome!!!
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