I know it has been a little while since my last post. I am learning that in blog world a day can be an eternity. Sounds almost Biblical! I wanted to finish the last part of my three part series on the things that have changed my life up to this point since my wife and I realized we were having a child. I began with a look at the fears I have experience and took a small amount of time to consider some feelings I had when I realized we were having a son but now I turn to a slightly sweeter moment in my life. I would like to give a brief warning….this post is about to get overly romantic and a bit sappy…..if you ch0ose to read on…
You have been warned!!
I have heard my whole life about people, “Falling in love again.” This concept has always been weird to me because I have never felt like I was falling out. I get that my wife and I are young and have been married only a short amount of time but honestly I pray I never wake up one day and think….., “sure am glad I wont be around her today.” Our marriage has been really easy because I have learned to say what I like to call the, “Happy Wife,” phrases. This is because everyone knows if the wife is happy, the world is happy, or at least I am! The phrases are: “Yes dear, you are right,” and “Sweetie, of course I want to do __________.” (I inserted a blank because you never know what the wifey will ask you to do!) Anyways, life has not always been easy but our relationship has been and I sincerely thank God for that. That being stated something happened recently that changed my life. I saw my wife in a new light and completely fell for her all over again.
It happened on Labor Day. Andrea (whom I call Drea!) wanted to paint Eli’s room. Now I know what your thinking…shouldn’t you rest on Labor Day. I thought the same thing….I will refer you back to happy wife phrase two and ask you to insert…..“paint Eli’s room on a holiday!” I must admit I tried to get out of it by claiming stores wouldn’t be open…Drea checked…I lost… we painted. Painting the walls in our house requires special brushes and upper body strength. I can assure you I have at least half of that equation. So it takes a lot of work to paint our walls. This means that it also takes longer and provides more time to talk. I do not remember when it occurred but sometime while we were painting Drea and I began to dream about the little baby that would soon be, “sleeping,” in the room. While my wife was sharing her heart about being a mom and wanting to see Eli become a man of God, something happened….I fell in love…again. I can not explain it in words. I just stood there watching her paint and was reminded of how blessed I am. Andrea went from a beautiful woman of God to a beautiful mommy to be! The very thought of her helping me raise Eli makes my heart smile. I am reminded constantly of how gracious God is to have handed me such a gift. I know I can not imagine what life will be like in a few weeks. I cant fathom the fear and joy I will experience when I hold Eli in my arms for the first time. I have no idea what I will think as I see Eli begin to imitate us but I do know that I look forward to facing all the challenges that he brings with my wife. My beautiful, sincere, caring, loving, tendure, affectionate and did I say beautiful wife!
Here are some pictures of our hard work!