If I had to be stranded on a deserted island with only one person... I would chose my husband (it was a close call between him and Bon Jovi, but he won out.) I had to give this some serious consideration because if I were ever stranded on a deserted island, I would view this as a vacation. I would enjoy the diet of fish and coconuts that would help me lose those extra pounds that have stuck with me over the years and I would lay on the beach all day waiting for the rescue plane to fly over. My husband, he would bring an organized chaos to this deserted island vacation. He would have us build an entire town and before we left there would be a functioning government with the largest baboon as the speaker of the house.
We are complete opposites, and that is why we work so well together. I am the calm to his storm, I am the humor to his serious, I am the beauty to his beast. :) He is the reason to my discombobulation, he is the schedule to my disorder, he is the money maker to my spending. We are a lot like batteries, it takes a lot of each other's positives and negatives to make things work around here.
Today is my guy's birthday. I know I razz him a lot on this blog-but I speak only the truth. He is selfish, egotistical and he truly believes that the world revolves around him (I have his mother to thank for that one.) but he is also a sweetheart. My husband is an amazing father. Never have I seen someone so devoted to their children-he is faithful and true. I feel protected when I am with him, and lost when he is away. He takes care of me and I have no doubt that he would travel to the ends of the earth if needed just to make me happy. My husband is my best friend.
The other day I asked my husband if he ever thought he would be married with 4 kids. His reply was "no... not in a million years." That answer made me very happy. When we are younger we all have thoughts and dreams as to what our futures will hold. I am sure my husband thought his future held a wife (someone quiet and mousy I am sure) and possibly one child. He didn't know what hit him when he met me, and I am sure he still wakes up some mornings not sure whether to wind his butt or scratch his watch, but I do believe that he would not want his life to be any different. Sure, he may want more sex, or more steaks on the grill, but I am pretty confident that if it weren't for my love... and the fact that I seem to get pregnant often, than he would never have been as happy as he is today!
So there you have it... I am the reason for his happiness. It is ALL ME! He is so darn lucky that I came along and not that mousy wife in his dreams who would have only given him one child and he would have had to drive around in a BMW instead of a 13 year old Ford truck, or he would have had to vacation in places like Bora Bora instead of taking vacation time to do home improvement projects. I don't think he would have found much happiness in having a boat and a big screen TV when I see how happy he is playing catch with our kids in the front yard. Yep... it was my love that saved him from himself. My love that showed him what life is really like~
Happy birthday babe... and please don't forget to stop off at the grocery and pick up some maxi pads and breast pads for me-thanks!