Dear Husband,
Be forewarned, today didn’t go as planned. Know that you’re not going to like what you see when you walk in the front door, other than your children’s smiling faces and your two-year old’s voice screaming “Daddy! Yay, yay, yay!”
Know that I am well aware of the state of things and that our house looks like it was hit by a category 5 hurricane. Also know that we’re all exhausted from last night (even their geography teacher noticed) and so it was a “pick my battles” kind of day and today I chose school over cleaning. I asked our daughters to do their work instead of cleaning up their mess because they are behind after yesterday’s family-fun-filled night at the hockey game that they will never forget.
Know that the dishwasher isn’t emptied and the kitchen is a mess because I decided to snuggle our newborn when he asked me to instead of listening to him scream while I did dishes. He has already grown so much and remember that these baby snuggles won’t last forever and they will be our last. Please let me have my snuggles, guilt free, before he grows up and doesn’t need me as much just like the others have.
Know that I took on too much with Halloween costumes this year and I’m feeling completely overwhelmed. But I promised your children a magical Halloween and gosh darn it, they’re going to get it even if it means I have to work until my fingers bleed (which they already have) and I’m too tired to sew a straight line. I’ve learned my lesson and won’t be so overzealous next year but this year, right now, I have to make the magic happen.
Know that I’m trying my best. I’ve loved your children today, giving them cuddles and kisses as much as I can. I’ve fed them nutritious meals (not counting the Dunkin’ Donuts snack, of course) and they’re generally clean. Remember when you walk in the house tonight that those smiling faces are what matters most, nothing else.
Know that I’m fragile right now and feel completely out of control most of the time. The deadly witches brew of stress, exhaustion, too little time and new mommy hormones are in full force and you may very well be their next victim if you don’t tread lightly.
And as I sit here snuggling our sweet, sweet boy and writing this in the dark because a power outage earlier tripped our breaker and it won’t click back in, know that I am overwhelmingly happy. That I love you and our family to the moon and back and I wouldn’t trade our messy house for anything in the world so long as the people making the messes are happy (though I promise to continue to do my best to manage the chaos).
Lovingly,
You Wife for Life
P.S. This just happened so I’m going to need you to stop somewhere on the way home to get a Tooth Fairy gift to avoid having to see that disappointed look we saw on our daughter’s face this weekend when the “Tooth Fairy” forgot to visit her after she pulled out her last tooth. You’re the best, Love You!
