The one wish

If I could only wish for one thing for my Halle, it would be that she someday find someone just like her Daddy.

Here's a typical example of what I'm talking about:

Yesterday was a long day.

Not to whine too much or anything, but I've been feeling worse and worse every day. I know it just comes with the prego, but COME ON! Heartburn, acid reflux, back ache, pinched sciatic nerve, various veins, heaviness, and swelling all mixed with insomnia is all only the tip of the iceburg. . . I feel like I've been in a wreck. Everything feels bruised, achy and miserable. Somedays aren't so bad....and then there are days like yesterday. Emotional. Exhausted. Completely drained and overwhelmed.

Well, I sat on the couch for an hour last night trying to get over the fact that at some point I would have to LUG this body of mine down to the grocery store (cupboards have been bare since Christmas) with the two kids - one of which has been sick and cranky the last few days. It seemed like the hardest thing in the world to do and I felt like crying every time I thought about it. I had been planning on going earlier that day, and I just could. not. do. it. In the mean time we didn't have milk. Or bread. Or eggs...

Anyway. I knew that Kev would go for me if I asked him to. But he is back to work and school full time and there was NO way I was going to ask him to do any more than he's already got going. So I didn't say a word about it.

Well, at 1AM this morning the phone rang.

Kevin had just got off work and was at Walmart, ready for me to give him my shopping list.

He went up and down each isle, me on the phone, asking what I needed. My list was super long and he still got every item. He didn't get home until after 3AM. Afterward, he put the groceries away, held me close for the little bit he got to sleep, got up a few hours later and went back to school.

I don't know what I did to deserve the best life in the world. I would NEVER ask him to do as much as he does for me, he just . . .does it. Selfless. We don't have a perfect marriage, and we have definitely been through some insanely hard times, but all day long I've been thinking about how blessed I am to have such a good man in my life. I know my kids are going to grow up being good people, because they have their dad to look up to.

I'm not trying to be mushy by posting it to my blog, but I feel like I had to write down these feelings I've had all day. For Halle. And for Drew.

Life is good.