After
two seperate conversations with good friends, I was recently reminded
just how lucky I am to have my husband. I am always well aware of
what a terrific husband I have, but sometimes I get smacked with an
overwhelming feeling of love and appreciation for all he does. I am
blessed to be able to stay at home with Brady, worry free of how the
bills will get paid. Eric works LONG, hard hours recruiting. Several
days a week, he is gone before Brady wakes up and home after he's
asleep. Several times a month his alarm rings at 3 am and then he
works on weekends. Eric rarely complains about any of it and
regularly tells me how great I am. Really? :)
We
each know that we cannot do what the other does. Eric 'hits the
streets' every day, talking to kids, their parents, teachers, etc. I
would be beyond burnt out after a year and a half. I literally can't
stand to think about going a day without seeing Brady. But Eric knows
he would “lose his mind being trapped in the house all day”. Yes
he actually used those words! Lol I'd love to see him take care of
Brady all day, do some laundry, clean, find time to shower, and cook
dinner. All by himself for a day!
The
truth is, we are the perfect team. He is strong where I am weak. I
never doubt him or worry about anything. He is my biggest fan and
always supports me. Hell, he did weight watchers and work out dvds
with me to lose baby weight. That's love :) I know I have him by my
side and that together we can get through anything. January will
bring our 3rd
anniversary. We've already been through so much and only God and the
USMC know what's still to come <3
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