Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Can't sleep, so I guess I'll blog...

Have I ever said just how much I love my husband? I'm sure I have (and if not, shame on me!), but I'd like to reiterate some of the reasons why.

First of all, for always encouraging me to follow my dreams.  Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know that sounds REALLY cheesy, but it's so true.  If I didn't have his support in my surrogacy journey, who knows if I'd have ever really done anything about it.  He's the one that kept asking me if I had filled out my application for the agency way back almost a year and half ago.

Secondly, for putting up with me. For putting up with me being pregnant. For putting up with me being pregnant and irritable and tired and tearful and whiny and grumpy and just plain mean sometimes.  Before we started this whole journey, I reminded him how sucky (for lack of a better word!) the first trimester is. And this time around did not disappoint. Looking back, I think I spent most of February, March, and April laying on the couch sleeping as much as I could!  I was so exhausted. I'm sure I drove him crazy. But we got through it. Now we're in the third trimester, and Oh, Boy! The mood swings come out of nowhere.  Just tonight before bed I got very irritated and he picked up on it.  Fortunately, we communicate very well and he gently asked me what my attitude was about.  I knew it was about something stupid and didn't want to seem like I was picking on the little things, but he pulled it out of me anyways. I ended up crying, then laughing about it and apologizing for being silly. ( In case you're wondering, it was over pieces of cucumber that he dropped on the floor when he was feeding our iguana. Dumb, I know.)

And lastly, for being who he is. ( I mean, I love him for a lot more than 3 reasons, but I don't want to bore you. And maybe I already am. You may have stopped reading 2 paragraphs ago.)  We've never just had the traditional roles in our marriage.  As many of you know, Joe is an amazing cook. He would cook dinner every night if he had the time. He never ceases to amaze me with what he comes up with. Me, on the other hand, well...I'm getting better. I'm just not very creative when it comes to cooking.  I'm always impressed with how he knows just the right way to cook things. Where does he get this knowledge from?
As many of you also know, he not only works, but also goes to school full time. I tease him that he's the never-ending student, but seriously, I admire him for what he's doing. He could have just settled for a mediocre job that he really didn't like, but made decent money at and would have never really been satisfied.  Instead he's pursuing what he really wants.  And yes, it's taken awhile, but he's much closer to the end now than he was a few years ago.  All this, while working and raising a family.

And that is what is most important to him. Our family. He makes sure that the kids and I are taken care of no matter what.  And by that, I don't just mean a roof over our heads and food on the table. He's a true man of God.  He's making sure, along with me, that our children are raised in a strong Christian home. That, to me, is what is most important. I could go on and on and on about that subject.

So, there ya go. I think I got a pretty good catch when I married Joe Shinaver.  There isn't anyone out there that's quite like him.

I love you, Honey : )

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