You remember how I was sick on my wife's birthday? Apparently , I was able to give her a present. I got a phone call at work and she tells me that she feels awful. Luckily, the boys feel good still.
I was in a meeting and on my way to another, so it was her night to pick up the kids at school. She asked if I could get them and I did.
I dropped the kids off and turned the car around to go to my other meeting and hope that I got there on time (which idid not).
On the way home, I made sure to pick up dinner for her so she would have easy access to food that might make her feel better.
As I walk in the door, I ask how she is feeling. She gave me a look and said, why did the kids have to get me sick?!
AWESOME
I have come to a realization. It was not hard to arrive at this realization, but sometimes it you need take the next step and make it concrete. I have know this since I have met her, but the realization is that my wife is awesome. I will be posting about the various reasons for this. Some posts will be fully understandable from the commentary and others will only be understood with inside information. Regardless, I need to ensure that I recognize the awesomeness of my wife.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Her birthday
Today is my awesome wife's birthday and my third day in a row of being sick. She has not complained once about the plans that I have messed up, although she would be completely within her rights to be disappointed. Instead, she adapted the plans to bring things to the house to celebrate.
I am going to have to make this up to her in a big way.
All in all, she just get awesomer with each passing year.
I am going to have to make this up to her in a big way.
All in all, she just get awesomer with each passing year.
Monday, March 4, 2013
Outrage
As she is nursing our 2 month old, she has a lot of time where she is stuck in front of the TV. As a result, she has taken to watching the Today Show, in its entirety. In watching some of the news segments, my wife gets very passionate about certain news stories. Case in point...
There as a story of a family who had a moderate home in a particular suburb wake up one night to find the sanctity and security of their home violated. The cowardly burglars break into the home looking for a quick score. Electronics were bolted to the wall, no cash or jewelery were easily found, no easy takeaways for the burglars. On their way out, they go to the garage and still found nothing to take easily. What they did find was $2500 worth of Girl Scout cookies ready for distribution.
As a aside, we have 2 boys and now with our 2 month old daughter, my wife is imaging the time when our daughter will participate in Brownies and Girls Scouts and the days when Girl Scout cookies will overtake our house (because our daughter sold them, unlike now when we buy way too many boxes) and it brings a little twinkle to my wife's eye. But now, back to the news story...
Out of frustration, the burglars take paint and gasoline found in the garage and pour it all over the boxes of cookies.
My wife yells at the TV, "Why would anyone do that to COOKIES?!"
Awesome.
There as a story of a family who had a moderate home in a particular suburb wake up one night to find the sanctity and security of their home violated. The cowardly burglars break into the home looking for a quick score. Electronics were bolted to the wall, no cash or jewelery were easily found, no easy takeaways for the burglars. On their way out, they go to the garage and still found nothing to take easily. What they did find was $2500 worth of Girl Scout cookies ready for distribution.
As a aside, we have 2 boys and now with our 2 month old daughter, my wife is imaging the time when our daughter will participate in Brownies and Girls Scouts and the days when Girl Scout cookies will overtake our house (because our daughter sold them, unlike now when we buy way too many boxes) and it brings a little twinkle to my wife's eye. But now, back to the news story...
Out of frustration, the burglars take paint and gasoline found in the garage and pour it all over the boxes of cookies.
My wife yells at the TV, "Why would anyone do that to COOKIES?!"
Awesome.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Shovel
With the newest version of snowmaggedon to hit the Chicago area, I came home expecting to put in an hour of hard labor on the driveway. When I pulled up to the house, the driveway was clear. Guess who has an awesome wife?
Me!
Me!
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Valentina's Day
My wife let's me know she lives me all of the time. She is so caring and wonderful. She always takes the time to really think about the ways she can let me know how much she thinks of me and how we are raising very special children.
Her card to me on Valentine's Day was very thoughtful and heartfelt. Her gift I me was equally emotional. I carefully unwrapped the present.
It was the movie Ted.
Awesome
Her card to me on Valentine's Day was very thoughtful and heartfelt. Her gift I me was equally emotional. I carefully unwrapped the present.
It was the movie Ted.
Awesome
Friday, February 15, 2013
A phone when you need one
Granted, my wife if completely sleep deprived from ensuring that our month old daughter is fed on her 2 hour cycle (4 over night). The feedings are a complex activity including switching sides, a bottle, diaper change, and pumping. It cannot be a fun activity, but my awesome wife is very committed to making sure our daughter has everything she needs.
My wife has some specific timings recommended to her by professionals and she wants to follow them very carefully. She sets a timer on her cell phone, but that tends to run out of power. When that happens, she will take our house phones that are wireless. We have three of them so it is easier to rotate the charging to make sure she can always have a clock available.
On the side, don't ask about wearing a watch...I have tried for years to get her to wear one. It is one of those things that she just doesn't like and won't do. It is what adds to her uniqueness and thus, more awesomeness.
A few nights ago, I am home and the house phone rings. I ask, where is the phone and no one seems to know. I miss the call and go on a search for the phones. I try using the homing beacon function to listen to the phone beep, but I cannot hear anything. I look under coaches, in cabinets, on counter tops...finally, I go into our bathroom, that is attached to our bedroom. There, on the counter, I find all three of our phones, all without a charge.
Awesome!
My wife has some specific timings recommended to her by professionals and she wants to follow them very carefully. She sets a timer on her cell phone, but that tends to run out of power. When that happens, she will take our house phones that are wireless. We have three of them so it is easier to rotate the charging to make sure she can always have a clock available.
On the side, don't ask about wearing a watch...I have tried for years to get her to wear one. It is one of those things that she just doesn't like and won't do. It is what adds to her uniqueness and thus, more awesomeness.
A few nights ago, I am home and the house phone rings. I ask, where is the phone and no one seems to know. I miss the call and go on a search for the phones. I try using the homing beacon function to listen to the phone beep, but I cannot hear anything. I look under coaches, in cabinets, on counter tops...finally, I go into our bathroom, that is attached to our bedroom. There, on the counter, I find all three of our phones, all without a charge.
Awesome!
Monday, February 11, 2013
It is the important phone calls
My wife and I will communicate when we can about something important that happens to the kids when it happens and not waiting until later. Our daughter had, all of a sudden, developed a little digestive issue that is common to kids who nurse. For two and a half days, our little girl had not pooped. I know what you are thinking: Your wife called you for that?!
Of course not! Our daughter finally pooped on a Sunday.
My wife called me today (Monday) to let me know that she had pooped again this morning so strongly that she went through the diaper, onesie, sleeper sack, and cushion that covers the seat of the baby swing. The main point of the call was that this was such an event that my wife felt that only a hot shower would get her feeling clean again.
That must have been one awesome poop that my awesome wife cleaned up.
Of course not! Our daughter finally pooped on a Sunday.
My wife called me today (Monday) to let me know that she had pooped again this morning so strongly that she went through the diaper, onesie, sleeper sack, and cushion that covers the seat of the baby swing. The main point of the call was that this was such an event that my wife felt that only a hot shower would get her feeling clean again.
That must have been one awesome poop that my awesome wife cleaned up.
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