Thankful Thoughts – Dear Hubby

thankful thoughtsThis week, I’m using my thankful thoughts post for something personal.

I’ve had the luxury of spending the weekend away from my family and I’ve been focused totally on me. Me. me. me. me. me! I’ve loved every second of it. And I appreciate my husband’s support more than I can express.

But I thought I’d try.

Dear Hubby,

Thank you for believing in me.  Even when I doubt myself, you still believe.

Thank you for pushing me, prodding me, and not accepting my excuses for mediocrity.

When you next see me, I’ll be a new woman.  Not just one with freshly shaven legs (both of them), but one with a bounce in my step and a fresh sparkle in my eye.  I love you and the boys fiercely, and sometimes being away from you no matter how briefly helps me to remember how intense that love is.

Thank you most for being someone I can trust, for being an involved dad that knows his boys.

It’s a joy to not have to remind you that the blue underwear are GoGo’s favorite pair and that he will tackle his big brother and strip them off by force if necessary.

It’s a relief to know that you won’t just tell the boys to brush their teeth.  Instead, you will say what I say –

put the correct amount of toothpaste on your toothbrush (not your brothers) and then put the toothbrush in your mouth… turn it on and leave it in your mouth with the bristles touching all of your teeth… not at once, you know what i mean… until it turns off on it’s own… put the cap on the toothpaste and do not spit where it does not belong.

I am at peace knowing that you know that Watty needs to be reminded to take his glasses off before he goes to sleep, that GoGo has six stuffed animals with him, that they need socks at a playscape.   I never worry about your ability to soothe a small boy after his nightmare, calm them after a nasty quarrel, or administer first aid when they fall down.

I secretly think I should be congratulated for all the things I didn’t do as you drove away with my babies our children, leaving me behind.

I didn’t dance or visibly celebrate.

I didn’t give you a list of suggested snacks or forbidden foods, I didn’t burden you with a written schedule, I didn’t pre-package and label the boys clothing by owner, nor did I saddle you with complicated projects or crafts to occupy the boys’ time in my absence.

I simply waved good-bye with a suitably maternal expression and blew kisses until you were around the corner, and just let you go.

I know you’ll never congratulate me for that small accomplishment, but then you’ll never know the sound of my celebratory cry of joy when you have slipped from sight.

I figure that’s a fair trade.

Thank you from protecting me from all the little things that I don’t need to know about.

Like what time the kids really went to bed, how much candy they ate, or what dreadful show they watched on television.

You are correct in assuming that I would have made different choices for them had I been there.  But you are also correct that it really doesn’t matter in the larger scheme.

I trust you, and that is a mighty lesson for our small boys to see.

Hold them tight, give them extra hugs and kisses from me.   I miss all three of you.

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Susan Baker
I have a passion for encouraging weary worn out mothers to find joy in everyday motherhood and peace in unlikely places. I have two elementary school boys, one nerdy husband, and two cats. I have a strange fascination for bad puns, the color pink, socks, and books. I worry about running out of toilet paper, wine, and chocolate.. I serve an amazing God. I live an ordinary life filled with wonder.
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Comments

  1. Aw, such a sweet post! I love the last few paragraphs especially.

    • Thank You! It was so nice to be able to get away for the weekend… it gave me the space I needed to be able to actually SEE that last part and appreciate how valuable that is.

  2. ha!! What a sweet thank you note…..matter-of-fact but sweet!!

  3. loved this post babe, you are such a great mom and wife. Love how you tell them to brush their teeth, those silly boys. LOL. Sure I’ll be doing that with just about everything too.

    I bet your husband’s thankful for you just as much you as him.

    • I didn’t start with the looooong brush your teeth thing. It started with one part (use toothpaste) and grew. “Brush your teeth with toothpaste” left room for witty little boys to swap toothbrushes. “But mom…. you didn’t TELL us not to!” (repeat with each part). I’m learning to just cover all the rules and then use “like you are supposed to” to cover it all. But toothbrushing is still very… creative at our house.

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