There are days where I’m completely exhausted. You know those days where you don’t give a, yeah you know the rest. The days where all I personally want to do is curl up in the bed with my husbands hoody and hoop shorts. On those days it’s seems there is 1,589,790 things going on, but somehow without uttering words my husband gets it.
He comes in like Superman and swoops the kids, shuts our bedroom door and tells me to rest. He allows me to have my mental and physical break, the “me” time. The time to recharge. We all need those recharge moments so we can keep going. In the midst of silence he just gets me and for that I will forever be grateful. He adjusts my crown, dusts off my cape and keeps me leveled, and this is why he is my forever man crush!