I try to tell my husband how much I love and appreciate him often. Even though I do, I'm not sure I can ever truly express to him the magnitude of what he means to me. I truly believe God delivered this amazing, thoughtful, selfless man into our life at exactly the right moment, before I even realized how much I needed him.
I had just gone through a divorce. Thankfully, at the time it was a fairly simple divorce. There was no bitterness and very little drama. It was just time for that chapter of my life to close. I had gained a beautiful baby boy whom I couldn't have loved more. Mason was happy, healthy, and loved by so many. My family was incredibly supportive and adored him. But I did worry a little about the "father figure" he would eventually need in his life as a little boy. Someone to teach him how to treat his Momma, his future wife, and people in general. Someone to teach him to fix a car, how to build things, and how to pee standing up.
As a working mom, I hold myself responsible for making sure the daily lives of my kids (and our family as a whole) run smoothly - from getting to school and work on time to making it to every soccer practice, baseball game and after school activity. When I am able to get a fresh, healthy meal on the table, I feel as though I have accomplished a near-impossible feat. (Maybe I am being a little dramatic, but when you add food allergies and restricted diets to the mix, it is an even bigger task!) I need an arsenal of quick, dairy- and gluten-free recipes that the whole family can enjoy, because I refuse to make different meals for everyone, especially on a week night!