You know...I got to thinking the other day....so much of a pregnancy is focused on the mommy and the baby. But what about the daddy/husband? It's almost as if as soon as the husband has made a baby all is forgotten, the spotlight only shines on mommy and baby and poor daddy/husband is left all alone in the cold. Not to mention in addition to the lack of attention now the daddy/husband has to pick up the slack from the mommy who is too exhausted to even think. This weekend I was reminded of this.
Typically I don't sleep in late on the weekends, usually I am up by 8 (although some of my parent friends might argue that is late). However, since I have been pregnant getting up by 10 is a chore! I literally peel myself off the sheets to wake up and I only do that for one of three reasons; 1) I have to pee, 2) I am hungry or 3) I feel guilty that Husband has already been up for almost 3 hours. So this morning I woke up and walked downstairs to fix my new favorite breakfast consisting of greek vanilla yogurt, fresh fruit and wheat germ. I prepare my breakfast, eat it and suddenly I am exhausted again. Seriously?! Is that even possible? So I lay down on the couch with the blanket and pillow that must remain on the couch at all times (one day Husband put it away and I nearly gouged his eyes out---do NOT remove my pillow and blanket from the couch!). At which point I proceed to veg while watching HBO (it's free for three months, what am I going to do when that's over?!). At some point I must have dozed off and when I awoke it was to sweet Husband straightening up. He had the laundry basket full and took it upstairs, had put away all my dirty dishes, cleaned up the bar area that seems to become junk ridden over the weekends, picked up about 5 empty water bottles, taken the trash out and more. Immediately a sinking feeling too over me. Poor Husband, his wife lies comatose about 80% of the time, no one to talk to and now he has to clean up after me. That sounds like a true joy. But you know what? He never complains and he does it all like a champ, complete with a sweet kiss on my forehead when he notices that I am awake. So I decided then and there that even though I am not fun, and even though this is part of marriage, Husband deserves the spotlight too. The task is to plan something special for him and all of his hard work lately. Don't get me wrong, keeping this bun in the oven is a lot of work, but picking up where I left off pre-pregnancy is too. At least we women were built for this job. I feel blessed that Husband is so patient and kind. And even when I notice some frustration in his eyes when he is picking up the 10th empty water bottle for the day, or taking up another pair of my shoes, or canceling yet another outing because I do not feel well, he NEVER complains. What a blessing!
So this post is dedicated to all those amazing daddy/husbands. You don't get enough credit during this time and you all deserve it!
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