Thursday, April 16, 2009

Four

The number of years we have been married and the number of weeks since AnnaBeth entered the world. Normally I will count AnnaBeth's months on the 19th of every month but this time, I'm doing it based on the actual number of weeks since it happens to fall on our anniversary.

It has been an amazing (and fast) four years! Time has just flown by and it's hard to believe how quickly we suddenly find ourselves at our 4th anniversary. I am very blessed to be married to such a wonderful husband. He is so caring and accepting of me and my ways. I'm not always the best person and don't always respond to things in a Godly way but yet he loves me despite my faults. Sometimes I wonder how he can still continue to love me with the attitude that I sometimes (which can be more often than not at times) have and end up taking it out on him (whether its directly or indirectly). I know that makes him wonder if I still love him and when he expresses that to me, its quite humbling and makes me stop and think about my actions and tone in which I say things. I wish I could be pleasant all the time but I'm not. I try to correct myself when I realize that I'm doing something wrong but it's not always very easy. It helps me to have him tell me how I'm acting because it instantly makes me analyze myself and work to correct the behavior. I know it's not easy for him to say those things but sometimes that's the only way for me to see what I'm doing.

I don't tell him enough how amazing he is and how lucky I am to be his wife. He makes me a better person and we make a pretty good team (at least I think so). I also hardly ever tell him how proud I am of his work. He's an amazing fabricator and I love to see him complete a project. Each project seems to be better than the one before it and his skills improve with every one he completes. And so far, he's been a pretty awesome dad to AnnaBeth. He was fantastic with helping me birth her. He thought he would get to stay up by my head and watch/let the nurses do everything but he and one nurse helped me through the whole thing. Him being so involved actually helped me out a lot. He was a great coach and gave me the motivation and strength I needed. I enjoy seeing the delight in his face when AnnaBeth coos or when she makes cute faces at the end of her crying sessions. I can't wait to see the things he will teach her as she grows.

So to sum it up, I have a wonderful, kind, caring and extremely loving husband and I can only hope to be better at telling and showing him just how much he means to me.

1 comments:

cheryl said...

What a beautiful tribute to your husband, to your marriage and most of all, to your God! With HIM, your life has meaning!

And thank you for reminding me to express my gratefulness to my own husband...we girls need a kick in the seat every now and again!

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