With six people in our house, it is ALWAYS crazy busy. And noisy.
And chaotic. AND FUN! And you know why? Because of my AMAZING husband! He begs me not to call him that – for fear he
will fall short – but I tell him over and over and over again, “Ain’t gonna
happen!” In my eyes, and in my heart,
there is no one better at being the first in command at Six Dream Weavers! My husband, my friend, my confidant, my love.
As usual, we have had a super busy last few weeks. Between March of Dimes committee work, the
March for Babies, Finn’s birthday, Emma’s volleyball, Lara’s dance, Jake’s flag
football, Finn’s numerous medical and
developmental appointments, traveling over Fall Break for a family wedding, work,
school and church, I MISS MY HUSBAND! I feel like I don’t get to spend time
with him much these days. We haven’t had
a date in months, and I don’t think we have seen a movie (alone, together, in a theater) in over
a year. We try to have lunch together most
days, but even then we are under the time crunch of work responsibilities, and
all we do is talk about our crazy schedule!
So, I want to take this opportunity to brag on my man a
little bit. He’s been feeling the
pressure of being the Leader of our family this month, and he deserves some
applause. He wears the hat of
husband/father/provider very VERY well, and I want to tell you about it!
He is the Head and Spiritual Leader of our home. His
God given charge and one he takes seriously.
Most important job he has. He
prays with us and for us, and reminds us to keep the Faith. He lifts us up and encourages us, even in the
darkest of nights. He starts every single day in the Word, and encourages me to do the same. I love him so much
for his example of being an Overcomer!
But, the list goes on from there. A little over 2 years ago he took over
laundry duty since I was in the hospital.
I have never fully taken it back (I am in charge of towels and “miscellaneous”
loads). He is in charge of all things “outside”
including the garage, the storage area, and the yard. He is CFO.
That stands for Chief Food Officer (I loathe grocery shopping (ADD kicks
in and I just want to leave), and while I am fully capable of “warming things
up,” he is our head cook). It stands for
Chief Financial Officer (guardian of the checkbook, master of bills, stifle-r
of on-line shopping). And it stands for
Chief FUN Officer. He told me
once long ago that his goal is to make me laugh once a day. Most days, he far surpasses that goal! Sometimes it is at our children’s expense
(when do they “get” sarcasm?), but most of the time it’s just because he is so
funny! And so much fun to be around! He loves to take the back roads and explore the unknown - traits I simply don't have! He helps with household chores, leads our family
meetings (ask me about this sometime – it’s a GREAT tradition we started (his
idea) a couple years ago, and it works SO WELL for our family), helps keep our schedule
in order (along with my organizing pal, Cozi!), and has the best logistics
plans to get it all done when I just can’t see how it will happen.
I love the way he loves me.
And our family. He is a giver in
every sense of the word, and he truly puts my happiness and comfort, as well as
that of our kids, before his own. (Pretty
sure he hasn’t had a new pair of shoes in ages.) And he honors and loves me by loving my
girls. Emma, Lara and I were a package
deal - with the added "baggage" of an ex-husband. A deal he accepted with grace,
humbleness and an open mind, but was genuinely overwhelmed by sometimes in the
beginning. Add two bouncing baby boys to
the mix, and now and then, we wonder ourselves how we keep our heads above
water! But watching him parent, teach,
and guide our babies – ALL FOUR OF THEM -- makes my heart swell with
pride. I admire the way he explains life’s
ups and downs to them and how he comforts them when things don’t go their way. He knows them each so well individually and
knows just what they need and when they need it. He can talk Emma off the ledge wen I don’t
even want to try. He helps Lara laugh at
herself and see the joy in things. He
encourages Jake to try new things and never give up. And, Finn would have cried A LOT MORE than he
did the first two years of his life without his sweet Daddy constantly holding him
and rocking him.
He is generous to a fault.
And not in a bad way. We may not
be able to even be in the same zip code as “The Joneses’” but if you need
something we have, you can have it. No
questions asked. We don’t always have
money to donate or spend, but we have time, and a few talents, and he has shown
me the importance of giving freely of those intangible things. What an AWESOME example he is setting for the
next generation! I never fully
understood what it meant to volunteer my time and get involved in something I believe
in, until my husband showed me. Now, I
wish I could do more with my time! He is
an AWESOME fundraiser, and the time he spends at the Church welcoming everyone
both make me so happy he is part of my life.
Now, don’t think for an instant it’s all perfect in the
Weaver house! Sometimes, we are tired,
sick, and fed up. We yell. At each other. Regretfully, in front of the kids. Even at the kids. We get frustrated with each other; with life’s
circumstances; with too many kids (activities, homework, fights, OH MY!) and
not enough time, money, energy. But in the end, we know
what really matters. Each one of us, and
the love we have for each other. We are
a family – and families stick together. We
may not agree on how to fold the towels, or what to have for dinner, or what “on
time” means, but we will fight fiercely for our marriage, tirelessly for our
kids, and ALWAYS look to God for the answers to our problems. God promises to make absolutely every one of
your life experiences – the joyful ones and the miserable ones – work for
you. I sincerely believe that with my
whole heart.
We are so thankful for our parents who are wonderful
examples (Weavers married 57+ years; Rickers 46+ years), our fabulous LTC
LifeGroup who we get the privilege of doing life with, and all the people who
know us, love us, and pray for us. No,
we’re not perfect. But we are
CONTENT. And that’s a feeling I will take
over perfect or happy anyway. I wake up every
day blessed to be in the place I am in, honored to have such an incredible
(another word for AMAZING) husband, and to have more than enough under my roof
and on my table. My cup runneth over.
Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. Matthew 6:31-33
P.S. We definitely agree on how the toilet paper rolls. OVER!
ALWAYS.
