Ok, so my story isn’t really about Beavis and Butthead, but that’s what my husband and I call each other. My husband is my second go-round and I always tell him he’s my favorite husband so far. But let me tell you… This man… God gave me someone special. I waited a long time for some one like him. We are total opposites, Yin and Yang. I’m loud and obnoxious while he’s quiet and reserved.
I have a daughter from a previous marriage. We’d been married for about six months and we decided that we wanted a baby to give our eldest a sibling. We didn’t have to practice long. We were pregnant the first month of practice. Too bad, so sad for him – I’m sure he wanted more practice during our lunchtime trysts.
Right away, I got sick. Morning sickness, I was told. I sure didn’t have it like this with my first. After the baby, I was severely anemic. I could barely take care of myself, let alone a brand new baby. And I had a cesarean and was having a hard time healing, which is also unlike me. That man took like a duck to water taking care of the baby.
Then… I never got better. I was so sick. So anemic. My vitamin levels were so off. I kept throwing up. He went to every-single-doctor appointment with me until we had an answer as to what was wrong with me. He has NEVER missed an appointment whether it be the nutritionist, the GI, my family doc. He’s been by my side. From the get-go, he said… nope, the whole house will be gluten free (he still keeps his yummy delicious beer in the house, but that’s ok- gotta let the man have SOMETHING).
I’m still learning this whole GF shindig and when I’m sick and I can’t wake up or am over the trash can in the bedroom… he’s like superman. He takes care of our one year old and our nine year old. He cooks, he cleans, he bathes the kiddos, he’s just amazing. When I tell him that it’d be easier if I just left… he tells me to shut up and that he loves me even when I’m throwing a b!tchy pity party.
And to top it off, he buys me clearance flowers at the grocery store. Laugh if you want, but that man comes home with flowers ALL THE TIME! I will call him and say babe, I just got off work and am exhausted can you please pick up some milk and he’ll walk in with some clearance flowers. I love that about him. He’s frugal and thoughtful. Don’t get me wrong. He is human. The man is not perfect.
I would give that man anything….anything in the world.