I’m not really in the blogging mood right now. I’m too busy feeling bad for myself. So, instead of focusing on me, I’m going to talk about the most awesome person I know: my husband.
A couple weeks ago, Ben informed me that our finances were hurting. Not in a oh-my-gosh-we-can’t-pay-our-rent-this-month- kind of hurt, but very very close. To keep our wallets insulated, my husband picked up a second job. He will now be working 70+ hours a week from here until Eternity (that’s how it feels, anyway). When I suggested that I find something part-time or full-time he firmly told me no. My health was a major factor in his reasoning, as was my desire to stay-at-home with the kids. In his words, “I want to let you be a mom.” I think I fell in love with him all over again.
This guy is amazing. He will be returning from his last medical school interview later this evening only to be at church early tomorrow morning and back to work for 32 straight hours soon thereafter. All because he knows we need the money and, in his mind, that is his responsibility.
If you aren’t yet convinced, I can bet that tonight he will ly get up with the kids in order to give me a break. Of course, I am crossing my fingers that Andrew’s new pattern (as in, since his daddy left town) of getting up every few hours will be broken tonight. And, he will offer to massage my shoulders, listen to my weepy feel-sorry-for-myself stories, and even comfort me.
How did I snag this guy?
On a much brighter note, he has been accepted to all the medical schools he interviewed at. I am so proud of him. We now have the luxury of choosing between a few schools rather than going to a school because it was the only one he got into. (That sounds very haughty. It isn’t intended to be like that.) Naturally, we will let the Spirit guide us as we make the final choice.
Clearly, Ben is the better half.