It’s a bird! It’s a plane! No, it’s SUPERHUSBAND! He’s smart! He’s sexy! He’s fun! He mows the grass in 10 minutes flat! I swear, sometimes, I feel like saying that when my husband walks into the room.
All kidding aside, the man has put up with so much during our first year of marriage, it’s unbelievable. Our first anniversary is coming up, which makes me want to reflect over the last year...
After our wedding last October, life went pretty smoothly. We went on a fabulous honeymoon and got a dog. My son started getting used to the new living arrangements. Life was good!
Things started to get tough around the new year. My classes kicked into high gear. Work got incredibly busy. Money was tight. Around the spring time, my son started playing lacrosse, which meant more contact with the ex, and the inevitable “scene” that my ex started with him at one of the games.
But still, our marriage was strong and happy.
For those who haven’t read, recently, both of my parents have become very ill. My husband’s been amazing. He drives me to and from my dad’s nursing home, does extra errands, shopping, laundry, and always asks me what else he can do to help me out.
A few nights ago, we sat at the nursing home with my dad while he was groaning about his catheter (sitting there in his underwear!) and moaning about his constipation and hemorrhoids. If THAT didn’t make Superhusband run from the room screaming, nothing will.
Our situation would probably drive most men crazy. I work full-time. I’m a full-time student. I have an adolescent son, a difficult ex, and an “interesting” family. Through it all, my husband tells me how much he loves me and how glad he is to have me. That’s the best anniversary gift a girl could ask for.