As much fun as a newborn can be, one thing Hannah and I haven’t forgotten in the month we’ve had Abigail is that we are, first and foremost, husband and wife. Abby is very much a part of our family, but she is not a part of our marriage. And marriage is easy to neglect when we only pay attention to that which is most urgent.
In the past month I’ve managed to buy my wife a new piece of jewelry (completely random—there was no special event or occasion), and she’s been able to take us out on a date, without Abigail tagging along.
We like to take walks in the evening, pushing Abs in her stroller, while the two of us talk about things besides diapers, screaming fits, and cute photos. It’s not that we’re trying to grasp at something we’ve lost or pretending we don’t have a child. We just want to remember that as much as she’s “Mom” and I’m “Dad”, we’re “wifey” and “hubby” first.