Do you remember in our early days, how we used to do everything together?

If you were driving, you can bet I was riding shotgun, singing loudly along to the radio as I held your hand across the console of that old truck. Sometimes we had a destination in mind and other times we drove around aimlessly getting lost on the backroads and even more lost in each other.

We rarely went on fancy dates or weekend getaways, but our time together was always a priority.

Things are different now.

Parenthood has claimed so much of our time together and changed the way we spend the moments we do get to share. I know less time for us comes with the territory of this season we’re in, but we often use that as an excuse to not give our all to this love of ours.

We can do better. It’s not that we can’t find enough time for us anymore, it’s that we don’t make enough time.

So husband? Let’s make that time.

Even in this phase. Even now.

Now, when our nights are spent with little bodies sprawled between us.

Now, when it seems impossible to have a full conversation that doesn’t include the words “diaper” or “naptime” or “kids”.

Now, when our meals are spent convincing toddlers to take bites instead of laughing with one another.

Now . . . because if we don’t steal these moments back for each other, we might lose them forever.

Let’s take a few more seconds to send the flirty text that will get those butterflies dancing again.

Let’s spend less time with eyes on our phones and more time with eyes on each other. Let’s fight our exhaustion and stay awake a little longer to watch “our show” or enjoy an uninterrupted conversation after the little ones have gone to sleep.

Let’s hold hands. Let’s make out.

Let’s go on a date; to a restaurant, to a movie, to a mountain-top . . . anywhere as long as it’s together.

Let’s tease one another the way those two young lovebirds used to do.

Let’s adjust our schedules and our priorities so that we end up in bed at the same time more often; lending ourselves to pillow talk or better yet, to the kind of activity that doesn’t require talking at all.

Let’s make a promise to make a little more time, a little more room, and a little more effort for us.

Of all of the things in this life that can wait, my love, our marriage isn’t one of them.

We love these babies of ours so well, but we forget that the greatest thing we can do for them is to love each other well, too—and that means spending the best of our hearts and the best of our time together.

I love you more than words can say, sweet husband, so let’s make a little more time for us. We are so worth it.

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Casey Huff

Casey is a teacher turned stay-at-home-mom. She and her husband live in rural Colorado with their two sons and two ornery Labradors. Casey blogs at Etched in Home. Her mission as a writer is to celebrate parenthood and relationships, and shine light on the reality behind it all; the good, the bad, and always the real. When she’s not writing, you can find Casey chasing her Littles around, hiding in the pantry eating chocolate, or doing anything else to avoid dealing with the always-present mountain of laundry that haunts her days. To read more from Casey, give her a follow at: Etched in Home -- Facebook Etched in Home -- Instagram