My Blessing

It is no secret that I think I have the best husband ever.

The last few weeks have only cemented that knowledge all the more. Through the last few weeks/months of my pregnancy I had a lot of back problems and sleepless nights. Jason jumped right in, picking up the slack, and then some, without complaint. Bedtimes, dishes, baths, laundry, etc...he's helped with, or done, all of it!

His response to me, when I was feeling bad about him having to do so much,
is that I am busy carrying this little baby and that needed to be my main
focus during those last few hard weeks.

Now that we have little Mary Anna at home, nothing is different! The day we
came home from the hospital, sleep deprived and overwhelmed, Jason was busy
in the kitchen, starting laundry and making sure everything was
flowing...and that was even with my Mother here helping at every turn.

Now he has to deal with my emotional swings and healing time while still
being in overdrive around the house.

How would I do it without him? I just couldn't!

I am fully aware that I am spoiled by him and his perspective, when I tell
him that, is that he has a week and a half left to spoil me so I need to
just enjoy it.

Jason is definitely an involved Daddy and the other night, as I was nursing
Mary Anna, I heard him upstairs teaching the kids how to vacuum their rooms.
It was so cute hearing him teach them how to pretend their carpet is like
grass and how you want to make straight lines in the grass and not miss a
line or the grass will be too long. The kids felt so grown up vacuuming
their own rooms and it was a neat time for me, yet again, to be amazed with
the man my Father gave me to journey through life with.

We are such a perfect match, a perfect puzzle that fits together so
precisely and it is such a joy to live each day secure in Jason's love for
me and for our children.

I have thanked the Lord for the gift of Jason countless times over the years
and still feel in awe of the blessing the Lord gave me when He orchestrated
our meeting 12 years ago on a road at Camp Glisson in North Georgia. Who
would have known... Jason said he knew that day, my Dad said knew the day he
met Jason a few weeks later and my heavenly Father knew long before...