Thank You Sean

I know Sean does not really read this, but if you ever do, let me say thank you. Sean and I have been married for 6 years. I have been pregnant a good amount of them. In fact, I figured out that in January, I will have been pregnant 40 of the last 60 months (or something like that). I like to think that I am not too high maintenance, but I am sure I am higher than I give myself credit for. I also am pretty moody and tired those last few months (not to mention first few months) of pregnancy. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror, and I seriously do not recognize myself. I look nothing (or little) like I did when we first got married. As I waddle out of the bathroom in one of Sean's XL tee shirts and some oh-so-flattering maternity shorts, I will think, what is Sean thinking when he looks at me? Is this really what he signed up for? Not sure I did. He never complains (about the looks, the moodiness, every once in a while).

He also does such an amazing job providing for our family. He works really hard and does well at what he does, and he never complains about it. In fact, he really loves it. How many people can say that? He thrives on his work. And he is really good at it. I feel so lucky that I get to stay home and be with the girls all the time. I know that that is such a blessing these days. As much as I may complain about needing a break (which I do every once in a while) I can't imagine missing all the things I get to do with them because I am home. I was thinking of that the other day when Mo started school and gymnastics the same day. I decorated the house the night before and set up our little back-to-school breakfast party. I would have been sad to miss any part of that day. I was definitely more worked up about it than Mo was. I had told Sean that he could go to back-to-school night and I would watch the girls if he wanted. Luckily for me, he doesn't love all the same things I do, so he stayed and finished dinner and baths and bed with the girls. I would have been devastated to have missed it. Not sure why, it was pretty much the same as last year. But that is just my nutsy personality. Even when someone offers to take the girls somewhere for me, I think "what if I miss somehting fun, or cute, or a first?" I should just say yes, take them. But I don't want to miss anything.

So Sean, thanks for all you do for our family. Thanks mostly for putting up with my nutsy personality. Thanks for providing for us and leaving us truly wanting for nothing. How lucky I am to live this life that is crazy and stress-filled in all the good crazy and stress-filled ways, noe of the bad. I know I appreciate it now and one day, these girls of yours will really appreciate it too!