I’m going to dedicate this post to my crazy awesome hubby. He probably won’t read it because he’s oblivious to social media but for all he’s done for this family he deserves a mention.
Fathers Day for me is usually pretty stressful. I’m unable to take the kids on a shopping spree to find hubby something special and I’m also not organised enough to shop online in advance. So it usually involves making a card with the kids on the Saturday and hoping I’m able to move early enough in the morning to at least make him a cup of tea in bed (which I believe I’ve only managed once). So I end up feeling super guilty that I don’t give Mike the Father’s Day he deserves let alone my own Dad.
This year however, things have gone a little more smoothly. My Mum and Stepdad were kind enough to take the kids out yesterday and they chose him a plant and some cards. I still didn’t manage to move early enough for a cuppa but the kids instead arranged a tray of cards and chocolates in bed for him without me even asking them to. Super proud mummy moment.
Mike has always been super supportive of me and adapts our lives in every way possible to make sure I still live a full life. When I’m feeling down, he will go out of his way to make me smile and laugh. He always puts our kids first, me second and himself last and I don’t think there are many people in this world who will put up with the s**t he does from me and the kids. I am grateful every single day that he still loves me, even when he drives me insane I know I married a good egg.
Now we are getting ready to go to the beach for some fun and stop for tea and cake, hubbys two favourite things (the food and drink not the beach).
So today is good day. My pain levels may be through the roof and the thought of food makes me feel a little dizzy, but Mike is getting the attention he deserves and we have a lovely day planned together.