Loving Him More

Well, here we are almost two weeks into this motherhood thing.  

Some things have been surprising. Like how my emotions are a complete roller coaster. And how I really can function on far less sleep than I could have imagined. How wearing baby spit up almost constantly is strangely becoming normal. And how naive I was to think I could get all sorts of things done on maternity leave. Right now, if I can keep BB alive, get a shower, and maybe sonin either small thing like pay bills or run a load of laundry, it's a good day. 

But the one thing I have found most surprising is how damn much I love The Boy from Texas.  You all know from reading this blog I obviously loved him before he became a dad. But the love I have for him now just blows that away.  

It started in the hospital where he was an absolute trooper. He kept me calm and was right in the middle of everything and when it was time to make a tough decision, he just made it and then held my hand. I fell in love with him all over again over the 14 hours of labor.

And then, when we got home, I kept falling more and more. Seeing him with BB, watching him hold his tiny head in his hands, hearing him tell that tiny baby how much he loves him....it's almost too much for my heart to handle. 

Then add in how he has taken care of me and the dogs and the cows and still going to work over the last 12 days, and, well, he should really be in the running for husband of the year. 

I waited a long time to find him. And we waited for what felt like a long time to be in the same zip code. Then we waited 10 months for BB to make his appearance. And I can say without a doubt, getting what we have together now was worth every single minute.