Tuesday, March 22, 2011

The mirror...

A few weeks ago I went out of town for two nights with the kiddos- I learned just how much I depend on Chris to keep me sane! Mostly it was fine, but I was ready to be home to have some help during the night with the 2 year old and (almost) 2 month old.

When I got home there were blue sticky notes telling Eli, Ileigh and I how much we were missed.
This was the one that he left on my side of our bathroom mirror.

I loved how my husband knew exactly what I needed that day... and every other day.

It is still there.
Some days I wish I could see myself the way my husband sees me.
Most days I don't get the shower I want; my hair isn't curled. I constantly feel like I have some sort of baby spit-up somewhere on my clothes.
Some days I need to see myself the way he sees me. Glad he is here to remind me.