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Mr. Napping and I learned something very early on in our marriage. I will be the first to wholeheartedly admit that I had NO idea what I was getting into when I got married. Yes, I’d always wanted to get married and I’d had a few semi-serious relationships before Mr. Napping came along, but when you know, you know. He is still my Prince Charming, my Knight in Shining Armor and I’m so glad he asked me to say “I do”. But I had NO clue what being married would really be like.
Our first married fight was over macaroni and cheese. Yes, friends, mac and cheese. I’ve always liked mine with a little more milk. Mr. Napping likes his with a little less, so that it’s sticky. We were both used to cooking for ourselves, the way we preferred our food. Imagine my groom’s chagrin when his new bride ruined mac and cheese. I couldn’t decide if I was more angry that he was so ungrateful for dinner or embarrassed that apparently I didn’t know how to make macaroni and cheese. It was a long night where I sat fuming on the couch and watching chick flicks while Mr Napping, very noisily, boiled the “insane excess of milk” back out of his pasta. It was my first glimpse of the hungry monster, but I didn’t recognize it for what it was.
About a year after that, we started to realize something. I was pregnant with Big J and was at the stage that none of my clothes fit any more. The little town we called home in Idaho had limited shopping and even more limited maternity shopping, so we took a quick trip to visit my sisters-in-law and do some of the other baby shopping we hadn’t been able to complete at home.
We got up fairly leisurely one morning and made our way to a couple different baby and maternity stores and then went to check the mall. I had decided I wanted some new camisoles that would accommodate my growing figure and had stopped to look at some hanging in a display at a store front. I am terribly indecisive and was debating on these camisoles. By this time, both Mr Napping and I were tired. We were frustrated and a little overwhelmed with how quickly a baby can cost so much! And we were both hungry. When I asked what I thought was a pretty simple, harmless question about the shirts, my usually loving and attentive husband snapped at me. I was so surprised and upset that he would do that, I fired right back. I am not usually a fighter, but I’m a whole new kind of Mama Bear when my babes are in my womb. Oh, the hormones. I finally bought all three of them, partly out of spite, and we went on our chilly way, with our chips still firmly on our shoulders.
Once we were back out at the car, we realized it was lunch time and decided we should get something to eat. After we’d finished our meals and we were sitting in the booth at the fast food restaurant, all snuggled up next to each other, our fight pretty much forgotten, we had a shocking realization. We had a hungry monster. Or two, if I’m pregnant.
Perhaps you’ve heard of this creature. The dragon who rears his (or her) head at the slightest provocation. The culprit behind this demon is none other than hunger himself. Hungry anger can make one temporarily into something they are not usually. That was the growling monster I unexpectedly met that day in the mall and my own monster jumped right up my throat with a mean retort. I joked to my once-again mellow husband that I needed to carry treats around for him in my purse. Well, it was mostly a joke. And I’m not sure if he thought I meant for me or him.
Perhaps you feel as though I am mercilessly pointing out a tiny character flaw in my dream guy. It isn’t so. This is just how I have become acquainted with the hungry monster. Don’t worry, Mr. Napping met my own little demon about a year after the mall incident, when we were moving out of state in a matter of two weeks. That’s right, I have TWO monsters. We were trying to get our house ready for renters and existing on ridiculously little sleep for days on end. My fire-breathing dragon emerges when I’m tired, the hangry one usually comes out when I’m expecting.
Mr. Napping and I are now very aware that he needs food on a regular basis, whereas I can go nearly all day and be okay (as long as I’m not pregnant). I, on the other hand, need at least 6 hours of sleep at night. Mr. Napping can get by with 4-5 hours a night routinely, although he doesn’t do that as often as he used to. We have discovered that I need sleep, he needs food and the opposite is not true. If I’m grouchy, he sends me off with orders of a nap. And I make sure to keep the pantry (and my bag) full and Mr. Napping’s hunger satisfied. It makes us both much happier. Until we so generously passed these onto our kids… Since they have both of our most endearing traits, it can be a little harder to figure out what they need. Sometimes, I just throw them a snack and a pillow and pray.
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I couldn’t wait to try these new kinds of SNICKERS® and I was so glad when I found all three kinds at my local Wal-Mart while I was there running after some other stuff already.
SNICKERS® makes it easy to keep our hangry monsters under control, even when we’re out and about. I love that it is so easy to find. I will admit, candy bars aren’t the best choice in the healthy snack department and it doesn’t outweigh all the chocolate and caramel, but I like that there are extra peanuts, peanut butter and almond versions available. I don’t endorse eating candy for every snack, but it is convenient to grab a quick treat while I’m already out running errands. And some times, when I’m running errands with small children, I need a little chocolate to help me keep my cool. It’s like SNICKERS® knows me. Now if they could just make silent, crinkle-proof wrappers…
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