This morning, I had planned on getting up at 5am to hit up a 6am Body Pump class at my gym. Our daughters were sleeping next to me in bed, so when my alarm went off, not only did it wake me up, but it also woke up our two year old. I laid with her for a bit to try to get her to go back to sleep, but eventually I had to get up to make it to my class on time, and she only wanted Mommy next to her. So, my awesome husband got up with her and read her books at 5:30am this morning. When I got home, he had the kids up, fed and breakfast made for me as well. And this is not a rare occasion, he does this every morning.
Often times these days I feel like my husband and I are just tag teaming everything from taking care of the kids, work, fitness, shuffling around the kids to their various activities and running errands. It seems like we’re always just saying “hi” and “bye” to each other as we try and fit everything into our busy schedules. But somehow we always seem to carve out some family time on the weekends and the occasional night out for ourselves.
Ever since I’ve started back on this fitness journey, my husband has stepped up (even more from all the hands on things he was doing already) to help even more with the kids so I can do a long run on Saturdays, or hit up a gym class before work. And even though it’s made our lives a little more hectic and a little crazier, he has not once complained or asked me to just skip a workout for once. Instead, he’s been one of my biggest supporters, always cheering me on and showing his love.
So, today I just want to say thank you, to my husband and all the husbands out there that step up every day to make it possible for us wives and mothers to chase our dreams. I love you My Love.