Eric got home tonight a little after 7pm. I was rushing around the kitchen trying to throw (a very late) dinner together. The girls greeted him wearing nothing but dirt on their faces and our house was (and still is) a complete disaster. Crap everywhere, countertops covered in dishes, and an entire bag of shredded cheese was dumped in the middle of our kitchen floor (thanks P!). He looked at me with big surprised eyes and said, "Hey mama, how was your day??" I felt so bad he came home to such chaos. I mean if I worked all day long and came home to that I think I'd be pretty annoyed. I'd tell me to get my shit together (😂). But Eric is kinder and more patient than me and I honestly don't know what I ever did to deserve him. Most times I feel like I don't, but I'm keeping him anyways.
Social media isn't Eric's thing. He doesn't even have any social media accounts! I try to be really respectful of that and keep this space a fun little outlet for me as a mama. But sometimes you just have to break all the rules and give credit where credit is due. Eric works A LOT and has a really intense job, but he comes home and picks up the pieces that fall through the cracks and takes care of us girls. I'm just so so thankful for him and I love him so much and I just feel so lucky to get to make babies with him 💗💗💙.