He's My Best Friend


... Give my husband credit. I just don't and it needs to change. I get so wrapped up in the kids and housework and the horses and bills and work and.................... you get the point. That I neglect to get wrapped up in the arms of the person who made all of this, all of this life that I live, possible.

Because of Ben, I have this wonderful house to call home. I have these 2 wonderful kids that fill my heart with such joy that I feel it's going to burst open some days. Because of him I have so much love and hope in my life. None of this would be possible without him. Though I wasn't a wife before I was a mother, I was a spouse before I was a mother.

Our relationship is pretty great. But we definitely don't get enough time together, just the two of us. We don't get enough time at night without a baby or big kid needing something. Sometimes I need to stop and wrap my arms around him to make sure he knows just how much I love him and just how much I appreciate him. I never want him to think that I take him for granted or just have him around to pay the bills to keep this place up and running.

My husband is my rock. My safe place. My best friend. No one could ever take his place, ever. He gets up before the sun every day and works hard for his family. He goes to school to further his career. He comes home and cooks dinner some nights if I'm busy with work or the kids. He keeps each of our animals fat and happy everyday before and after work. He cleans up my kitchen after dinner while I'm bathing the kids. He even does dishes a lot of the time.

He is the best daddy to both our kids. I seriously couldn't have hand-picked a better husband or father to have in our lives. God knew I needed him. He knew our kids needed him. I don't show him enough how much I appreciate and love him. Sometimes I'm too selfish and push him away from cuddles because I have been touched out by the kids. Sometimes I don't want to talk because I've listened to a toddler talk my ear off all day. Sometimes I just want to lock myself in the bathroom for a few moments of quiet alone time in the shower.

But that's so unfair to him and so selfish of me. When he comes home he just wants to be with me, be with our kids and love on us all. This is our life, it's a beautiful life. Full of happiness and love. Sometimes I let the chaos overwhelm me too much instead of embracing it.

My husband is a good man. He is a great daddy and I love him so incredibly much. These days of having small children won't last forever and when they're grown and off doing their own things, we'll have each other.





Plus... Today is our 8th Anniversary! It's crazy to think we've been together for EIGHT years! I never thought I would be lucky enough to say I have been with someone for eight years... but here we are! It has been such a fun ride and I'm so excited for many more sets of eight years together!

Until next time, friends

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