I'm overcome with gratitude for my new hubby.
We were married on July 31st.... so it's been 1.5 months of adjusting to living together, parenting together, syncing schedules, joining finances, making necessary name and address changes, melding our lives together. I'd be lying if I didn't say that it has been challenging. Combining two 'grown-up' lives seems to entail more detail than kids starting off fresh together.
Despite all of the technical details, I think things are going well. I know that they could be much worse if our 'baggage' was any different.
I think Greg is rocking the step-dad thing. He would say otherwise.
I'm so proud of him and I can see that the boys are receptive, and happy, to have a man in the house again. Greg might say differently about the boys... simply because he's never lived with two teenage boys. I like to say that I can see a noted difference in their attitudes since Greg moved in..... and Greg says he can't imagine how bad they must have been before. haha.
Today, I threw my back out.... again. This happens about twice a year and it is VERY discouraging.
Today's incident happened while doing yoga, which REALLY ticks me off. I'm doing my best to stay in shape and be active, only to be incapitated when least expected. It's really a buzz kill.
This was the first time that Greg witnessed my physical fail. And I failed hard.
Greg didn't miss a beat. He was by my side, helping me out, all day.
In the past, being the only adult in the house, I've had to put on my big girl pants and deal with the pain. (there have also been times when I had to call in my parents for reinforcement).
Greg had to feed me lunch today, and he vacuumed, and did my house chores too! There is something crazy humbling about loosing the ability to do all of the things we take for granted, and having someone else step in to assist. Even through the emotion of the day, I was so glad to have him there with me. I was certainly appreciating the blessing of having him in my life.
In the past, being the only adult in the house, I've had to put on my big girl pants and deal with the pain. (there have also been times when I had to call in my parents for reinforcement).
Greg had to feed me lunch today, and he vacuumed, and did my house chores too! There is something crazy humbling about loosing the ability to do all of the things we take for granted, and having someone else step in to assist. Even through the emotion of the day, I was so glad to have him there with me. I was certainly appreciating the blessing of having him in my life.
This was also a taste of what life could bring as we age. I'm sad that he had to experience that role, of care taker, less than two months into our marriage. He's a good man.
I'm praying for a quick recovery. I'm anxious to continue on this new journey with him.
So far, so good!
So far, so good!
