Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more, I watched him hold his newborn son.
Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more, he suffered through the loss of four pregnancies with me.
Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more, he welcomed a newborn son who wasn’t his blood and fell in love hard.
Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more, he adopted two more kiddos because of his commitment to God, me, and Mikey.
Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more, he totally stepped up his game around the house to a crazy degree.
And the most recent….
Just when I thought I couldn’t love him more, he not only supports me trying to eat as vegan as I can, but he does the bulk of the shopping and cooking and even eats vegan(ish) with me.
I do believe he’s crazy. And I know that he’s crazy about me. I honestly don’t know why, but I’ll take it.
This will embarrass Phillip. Maybe. Whatever.
I’m not a big PDA (public display of affection) type person. And I don’t really gush over Phillip the way I maybe should around other people. I think it probably makes people uncomfortable.
But I just have to say that our life these days is incredibly stressful. And sometimes the only thing that clears my head and calms me down is burying my face in my husband’s neck and breathing him in. He takes my chaos away, at least for a little while. I don’t know how I would function without that man.
This may gross some of you out. Or you might puke a little in your mouth after reading this or something along those lines. I don’t care. Seriously, I don’t.
My favorite part of the day has always been after the kids go to bed and Phillip and I have an hour or two to just relax and talk or watch t.v. together. I’m not talking about making out like teenagers, although if we weren’t so stinking tired all the time we just might. It’s nice to just…be…just exist together without all the interruptions that are present when the kids are awake.
Now that we have four kids this time for us is so much more valuable. I just love resting next to him or laying on his chest and watching some garbage on t.v. Just that hour or two in the evening after the kids go to bed is enough to take away the stress of the day. I just can’t imagine my life without him. And now, especially since we have two more kids, I just need Phillip more than ever. I’ve been telling him a lot lately that he better not dare leave me with all these stinkin’ kids.
And it’s almost that time. My favorite part of the day. I can already feel some of the tension melting away.