My Wonderful Husband

"Cherish your spouse as the greatest possession of your life and treat him or her accordingly. Make it your constant goal to add to the happiness and comfort of your companion. Never permit yourself to let down in your affection or your respect or your faith in one another." -Gordon B. Hinckley

Micah is always, always thinking of me. No matter how busy he is, how much he has going on in a day, or how much is on his mind, he is constantly looking for ways to make me happy. Yesterday he was gone from 7:30 in the morning until nearly 11:00 p.m. I was in bed long before he got home, but I woke up to a beautiful bouquet of red roses on the table this morning. Between classes, exams, presentations, and a Vocal Point performance in Salt Lake, he somehow found time to bring home flowers for me. He sure knows how to keep a girl happy!

This isn't an unusual occurrence, either. A few weeks ago- on HIS birthday- he brought home daisies and easter lilies (my two favorites!), complete with a "Happy Birthday" note telling me how much he loves me. I guess he just couldn't let me spoil him all day.

Micah is a wonderful example to me of the selfish, unconditional love that should exist in a marriage. Sometimes I can't help feeling I'm far, far behind him, but he makes me want to be better every single day. How did I get so lucky?!

Worth It

I called in sick today. Lately, on any day it's a massive struggle just to get myself out of bed and into a hoodie and jeans to go to work. I'm just so exhausted all the time. Like I-climbed-a-mountain,-ran-a-marathon,-and-then-got-hit-by-a-truck
-all-in-one-day;-and-then,-instead-of-being-able-to-sleep-and-let-my
-body-rest,-I-toss-and-turn-all-night-and-have-to-start-the-next-day
-even-more-tired kind of exhausted. But I still have two months to go, so I figure I'll keep working as long as I can in order to keep the time going as quickly as possible.

But today I just couldn't do it. Micah and I are both coming down with a cold, and that combined with my usual exhausted state just did me in. I spent the morning reading the last in a series of "fluffy romance novels" (as my dad calls them) and then attempted to do a load of laundry and organize the closet in the baby's room. After less than two hours of trying to be productive, I was too tired to do anything else- but once I got back in bed I realized I was too hungry to sleep. A bowl of chicken soup and a nap later, I had just enough energy to do the dishes and fold the laundry before going to get Micah from school.

Everyone keeps telling me to get used to this- it doesn't get any better once you have the baby!, they say. I guess if I'm doomed to spend the rest of my life in a half-awake, zombie like trance, at least I'll have a baby to show for it. :) Honestly, it's more than worth it to me. All the sick, uncomfortable, exhausted days (and weeks and months...) are a small price to pay for the incredible privilege it is to be entrusted with one of Heavenly Father's children in our family. There are days when Micah and I just look at each other in absolute amazement and anticipation for this blessing- it's so hard to believe sometimes! We know it will be hard, we have no doubt it will test our patience and strain our relationship (and our budget), but we are excited to take on the challenges that come with having a baby. Our baby. Our baby that will look like us, rely on us, need us; who we can raise and teach and love. I can't wait.