Dear Husband, I’m so grateful for you.
I remember back when our firstborn entered the world and I spent every day struggling to survive. The days were so long and the nights were even longer. I was so exhausted and overwhelmed. I couldn’t wait for you to get home from work and take over.
Some days were almost unbearable, because of our baby’s severe reflux and colicky wailing that left me undone by the fourth hour of trying to console her. Often, you would find me in a fit of tears right along with our baby, desperately handing her to you before you could even take your coat off. You were ready to step in and take over the minute you walked through that door after a long day at work.
Thank God you were there.
Oh, dear husband, I’m so grateful for you.
I couldn’t do the hard work of parenting without you.
Once our second child came along, things got even harder and I grew more exhausted with managing our firstborn’s countless medical issues while constantly caring for our new baby. I was drowning in sleep deprivation, anxiety, and utter overwhelm.
Seeing you come through the door at the end of your workday was the hope I held onto, the comfort I longed for, and the reprieve I so desperately needed.
Thank God you were there.
Oh, dear husband, I’m so grateful for you.
I couldn’t do the hard work of parenting without you.
As the kids got older and homework got harder and their schedules got busier, I awaited your return so you could dive in and help with it all. You’d walk through the door to power struggles, sibling fights, messy rooms, and burnt food.
I’d beg you to step in to help one with homework or take the other to practice. You’d hear about how hard it’s been to get the kids ready or how I didn’t get to wash a kid’s uniform or how bad I felt that I burned their food.
You’d always listen and get to work helping pull everything off in the throes of it all.
Thank God you were there.
Oh, dear husband, I’m so grateful for you.
I couldn’t do the hard work of parenting without you.
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Enjoy Father’s Day, Christine! You’re blessed with a great husband who has been a wonderful father to your kids. Hugs, Alison
Thanks so much, Alison! I’m just so blessed. XOXO
Aw, an absolutely beautiful tribute to your husband and now wishing him a very Happy Father’s Day!!! 🙂
Thank you, Janine!! I hope your hubs had a wonderful Father’s Day too. XOXO
How lovely, Chris! This is absolutely beautiful. Your husband sounds like a wonderful father and hubs. xxoo
Lisa, I’m one of the lucky ones. I truly am. Thanks for your sweet words and constant support, my friend! XOXO
Sigh. Cannot wait. I know it’s hard to come back after going there so I’m commenting here to tell you I’m headed there. I don’t know what I’d do without Cassidy as the Yin to my Yang, or vice versa. I couldn’t have done it without his cool calm.
YES! You and Cassidy are so much like Derek and me, Tamara. Aren’t we lucky to have them? 🙂 Thanks for heading over there, my friend! XOXO
Happy belated Father’s Day! I remember the newborn and early years, calling my husband at 11am because we’d already napped, eaten, and been to the playground twice and I had no idea what I’d do for the rest of the day until he came home!
Those were long long days, weren’t they? I’m so glad they’re over!!