It is no secret that Tim can get on my nerves. Frustrate and annoy me at times. And we have our fights and arguments, especially over who has the harder "job". Of course I am usually arguing that he just doesn't understand all that I do and that I think I have it pretty rough.
When in reality I have it pretty darn good. I mean I get to be a stay at home mom, I get to spend my days seeing my children grow and learn. Try new things, and succeed.
I don't think I tell him enough how grateful and appreciative I am that I am able to do this. It is because of his hard work that this is even a possibility.
He works at least 8 hour days, usually more because he takes overtime. He spends a week on on call, where he is usually called out during the night. Which he then sometimes works 16 hours in a day. He sometimes goes all day without seeing the kids, leaves before their up and comes home when they are in bed already. He sacrifices a lot so I can stay home.
I am able to "sleep in" using the kids as my alarm clock.
We are able to have lazy pajama days. Spend all day lounging around the house cuddling under warm blankets!!
I get to enjoy days with friends, watching the kids laugh together!
I can spend the day at the park or zoo.
I can use nap time to clean, instead of having to come home after working and having to clean when I just really want to lay down.
I am not pressed for time with my kids, like I was when I worked. I have gotten the chance to see them do so many things, that unfortunately only Tim has me to tell him about.
Every time I start giving Tim a hard time, I try to think about how good I really have it. Because, I really want nothing more than to be able to stay at home with my babies.
And I know it's hard on Tim working all the hours he does, he wants more than anything to be able to be home. He does what he has to for us.
I am so grateful.
I am so appreciative of my hardworking man.
I love him!
And I guess I have it good, really good.
While I am in the mood to pour my heart out I might as well admit that he probably does work harder than I do. Ahem. Most days!
Just don't tell him I admitted that.
And now friends, I am off to run some errands. Or stay in and have a lazy day. Either way I will be working hard!