This post is for you
Thank you for what you do, and who you are. Thank you for all you do for our little family. Thank you for putting others before yourself. Thank you for the sacrifices you have made to make sure our family had a bright future.
You went through 9 months of obsessive cravings, nausea, and pain to bring life into this world. Twice! Now, you dedicate yourself to nurturing and teaching the next generation. You are often both physically and mentally exhausted and you still continue to give.
From morning until night you’re forcing yourself to grow, to learn, to get better, faster, stronger and you’re constantly motivating yourself to reach further. All for the sack of our world.
There’s no pointing in denying it, burnouts happen. The stress, the pressure, the mile-long to-do list… your husband asking how your day has been and you burst into tears. The straw that broke the camel’s back – picking up a black bag worth of rubbish that the dogs had decided to spread all over the dining room floor at 6am.
I am home with the kids, dealing with tantrums, clinginess and the immortal words of ‘I want someone else’, while you spend your days working long, hard hours to support our family. Most days you wake up early and are out the door before the kids and I are out of bed and up late at night working long after we have gone to bed.
Some days you come home so exhausted that you can’t even be bothered to talk and you’re still on the clock with emails, marking and planning for your next activity.
Even after all that, you still manage to walk around with a smile on your face. Every evening you come into our home with that huge smile ready to greet the kids and me with hugs and kisses.
You never complain how tired you are when you come home. No one really knows how hard you work or how tired you are. You always play it down. When you’re full of cold and have a chronic ear ache, you simply get up and carry on. You don’t complain when I’ve had such a rough day with the kids that you come home… instead, you scoop them up and take them on off to play so I can gather my sanity.
With your birthday coming up, I find myself filled with anxiety. How can I best show you how much you are appreciated? What in the world can I buy you to show you how much you are loved? Are there even enough words to properly express to you how much you mean to me, Olivia and Robyn.
Thank you! Each and every day you juggle so many things that most of us couldn’t imagine trying to do.
However, We can’t give if we aren’t being refilled, or find time to take care of ourselves. Eventually, the cup will run dry. This might the hardest thing in the world for you to do, even just for a minute. Just do it!
Even it’s for the few moments while I’m putting the girls to bed. Take time to sit down and catch up on your favourite boxset or the latest programme you’ve been wanting to watch. I know it’s easier said than done for someone like you but believe, just those few short moments will make feel a little bit better.
You are a rare breed and I am the man who was lucky enough to snap you up. Thank you for the way you give to others. Don’t be afraid to give a little bit to yourself.