There are some times that I look around and just cannot believe how truly blessed I am. To say that I haven't always made the best decisions would be putting things pretty mildly. Yet, all of those decisions have brought me where I am.
I have the most amazing husband. He loves Wyatt just like he was his own. If it wasnt' for the blonde hair and blue eyes Wyatt has and the fact that Randy and I have dark features, you would NEVER guess that Wyatt isn't biologically Randy's. That offers a security to me that is invaluble. This morning all I've heard are giggles from Wyatt. I used to dream of the day when my son would have a father to love him, someone to play with him, make him laugh, and teach him how to be a man. I couldn't have asked for someone better. And the bonus? He loves me too.
Randy is one of those rare husbands who not only wants his wife to stay home, but he understands and appreciates both what I give up (gladly) to do so, and how much I do around the house. That's not to say that there aren't days I put on a movie for Wyatt and immerse myself in something totally non-productive, but that's becoming the exception. Randy goes out of his way to make me happy and keep me comfortable. I try to do the same for him, I can only pray that I'm successful.
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