I'm in love with a.....my Hubby?!?!

So, I think I love my husband. No, I really think I do! I often get caught up with the stress and intensity of life that I forget this. I admit, I sometimes forget why I fell in love with my husband. No matter what time of the day, how tense I feel, or how angry I get, I have always known that I loved my husband. But, I have often forgotten why.




My hubby is special. He is not the ordinary human being. He is different, difficult, and stubborn; and he makes no apologies about it. I love this about him. These characteristic of his can often times come off rude and odd. Although, these characteristics have its downsides, they also have their benefits. I hate fake people and people who put up a front.

Dr. Gary Chapman, the author of The Five Love Languages, states that there are five love languages: (1) Words of Affirmation; (2) Quality Time; (3) Receiving Gifts; (4) Acts of Service; and (5) Physical Touch.

My hubby loyal and protective. He is an awesome father and husband. I am learning how to speak his love language. The more I learn about him, the more I understand why my love language is physical touch and words of affirmation and his is acts of service and receiving gifts.

Balance

I am amazed by a friend of mine who able to maintain being a mother, wife, and attorney with ease. She makes everything seem so easy. She is an excellent attorney and extremely involved in the extracurricular activities of her children. Every time that I complain about not being able to get to work on time, I feel guilty. She makes it to work with ease. And, she has 7 kids, to my one baby. I shall not complain.

Who put me in charge? And, why?

This motherhood thing fathoms me. I thought that I would have the hang of it after 8.5 months. But, I still feel as if I am a newbie. At times, it is so overwhelming. I am responsible for this new little life. I am suppose to make decisions for this new baby who continuously looks at me with awe and amazement, like I am the best person in the world. I can tell from her looks that she completely trusts me. But, am I trustworthy?


I love my Sweet Pea so much. She means the world to me. My biggest fear is making the wrong decision and ruining her perfect little world. I don't know how she got this way, but she is the happiest little baby. It has become difficult to fight with my husband in front of her. Unfortunately, it is not because we don't want to yell and scream in front of her. Whenever we fight, or I scream at my hubby, my Sweet Pea looks at me and smiles at me like I just I am performing the best comedy scene. Weird, I know. After seeing her beautiful smile, all I can do is smile back and apologize for my bad behavior.


*Clearing throat*...I'm sorry for the tangent... back to the decisionmaking process...


I have came to the conclusion that I am afraid of change. This fear has made me hesitant to change any of the common routines in my Sweet Pea's life. Currently, we have to decide whether or not to take my Sweet Pea out of the home daycare she has been in since she was 2.5 months and put her in a daycare center. I planned on using her as excuse by saying that she would be too afraid because she didn't know anyone at the daycare and that she would miss her normal sitter. But, my child is a social butterfly. When we took her to visit the daycare, she acted like she had been there for months. She played with all the toys, let the teachers hold her, and squealed with excitement. Actually, she was the loudest baby there. She made one of the babies cry, she was so loud (personally, I think that baby should "man up"). The daycare has so much to offer - they sing, read books, go outside, have field days, and art projects.

What to do? What to do?

Proud Wife

My hubby graduated this past weekend with a TWO masters. I am so proud of him. I am so proud of us.

It is weird. Although, I didn't do any of the work to obtain these two master's degrees. I feel like I have graduated myself. I was so excited about the graduation, I could not focus on work. I was actually giddy! I am now the proud wife of a husband who has a dual Master's Degree in Public Administration and Urban Regional Planning.

Please don't ask me what this means because I don't know. But, I can make something up for you. ;-)

I have a "FAN"

I think that I am my baby girl's favorite person. Please don't tell my hubby, I think he will get jealous. I think he knows it, but he is in denial. He believes she favors me just because I provide her with milk.

Anywho, here is my proof that I have a fan, not a fan club, just the best fan in the world.

1. Whenever I walk into a room, she gets this huge smile on her face and speed crawls to me (too cute!). Then, pulls on me to pick her up.

2. She will whimper when I walk by her and not pick her up.

3. She gives me kisses.

4. She gives me hugs.

5. She kicks and screams in excitement when she sees me. (This is the cutest little thing).

6. She prefers me over her daddy. Seriously, hubby has tried to pick her up and soothe her, but she just reaches her arms out for her mommy.

I never knew how awesome it would be to have my 'Sweet Pea.' She is the cutest baby in the world. Her mannerisms are the best. She clasps her hands together she is sleepy. She kicks her legs and hands when she gets excited. She screams in delight whenever she is happy. She dances and screams whenever I sing "our song"...of course hubby says she only does this because I have brainwashed her, LOL!

I am truly blessed to have such a happy baby. Although, I know she is my biggest fan, she is the joy of both me and my husband's life. So, shout out to my "Sweet Pea."