Kurt and I have been together 8 years this month. We started dating my freshman year/ his senior year of college. In a way I feel like he has always been in my life. I am blessed to be his wife. He is a good man.
Let me explain why he's a good man.
Do you know his work schedule? He wakes up at 3 in the morning. Every.single.weekday. He gets up in the middle of the night. He has been working this schedule since before we had Oliver. Since having Julianne he takes her to bed at night so Oliver and I have some time. He does this without complaining the vast majority of the time. I know I could not keep up that schedule. If I did, you would not want to know me; I would be a wreck! Kurt is tired a lot of the time- due to his schedule- but he still plays with the kids- is a loving husband- and a present father.
You know why else he's a good man?
He supports my desire to be a stay-at-home-mom. OK, sure- a lot of his crazy schedule might have to do with the fact that he does it because he's the bread winner. He makes our only income. Sure, we could be making a lot more money if I were teaching. I do have a Master's degree that is not being used. He doesn't make me feel guilty for that. He values what I do in our home as my work. He knows it's a job in itself. He compliments me for making delicious food, keeping the house, and doing the kid stuff. He doesn't throw it in my face that I make.no.money. He doesn't treat me as a lesser spouse because 'all' I do is stay home. He doesn't make snide remarks about 'what I do all day'. It makes what I do all the more rewarding because I know, no matter how my day goes, or what society says about me; I am doing something meaningful and important and valued in this home.
He's also a good man because he's cute. He's funny. He loves me. He stands by my decisions to go sugar free. To nurse my toddler. To birth like a rock star. To leave our son intact. To decorate for Christmas right after Halloween. To shop on Black Friday just because it's my tradition. You know what else he does? He makes my coffee every morning after he finishes his, at 3 in the morning. He sets my coffee so when I get up with the kids- all I have to do is turn it on. Coffee is important in this household, in case you didn't know.
When I put it all in one spot, it makes me wonder? Am I as good to him as he is to me? I hope he knows how much he means to us. 8 years baby! <3
Thank you, God for this wonderful man you have blessed me with!
xoxo,
Riss
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