Read June’s Little Lessons post today reminded me of the gifts of love from the husb, and I thought it’s fitting that I write about my Love since it’s Valentine’s Day!
It’s no secret that the husb has always tried his best to shower me with lovely gifts all these years. But it’s not the physical gifts that count, although it scores pretty high on my love languages! It’s how he always puts the kids and I on the top of his priority list.
Because of new work commitments, the husb has to be away regularly often now. Feeling bad that I’ve to solo-parent the kids whenever he’s away, the husb would encourage me to have some me-time (dinners with girlfriends, manicures, facials, etc) when he’s back. Before his trips, he would always try to make sure that everything is in order or scheduled so that I can simply focus on the kids and myself when he’s away. In appreciation, I’ve taken over the responsibility of topping up petrol for the car and told him it’s fine to leave a car with half-tank full of petrol for me.
Daddy’s guilt can be just as awful as Mommy’s guilt. The husb would make sure he gets them some toys/activities before his trips to keep the kids busy while he’s away. But of course, I can only present these to the kids when they behave themselves!
We have become more appreciative of each other’s efforts to make this whole situation work best for the kids and ourselves. The realization that the husb’s getting the shorter end of the stick out of this situation have also made me much more empathetic to him. Work trips are after all, WORK. Flying is no fun when you are not traveling somewhere for a holiday with your loved ones. In fact, it’s exhausting and bad for your skin. The kids may be a handful at times but I get snuggles (ok, sometimes feet in my face) when I sleep with them and wake up to good morning kisses (or whining for milk).
So yes, it ain’t so bad after one learns to see things differently and adjusts the mindset accordingly. I’m pretty sure he’s very glad that I’ve learned to be more positive about this and doesn’t give him as much grief about the frequent traveling now.
Happy Valentine’s Day, my Love! In our cub’s favourite line these days, “I miss you, Dad-deeee!”