Me, “Who’s staying home? Me or you?” My husband, “Why?” Me, “Brielle is sick.” I had no clue my husband and I would ever have to decide on who’s staying home to watch our sick daughter (sounds silly, but true). I never thought about her getting sick through the week. I’m serious-don’t talk about me too bad. Fortunately, I was the one that stayed home (lol!). We tried to make an arrangement for both of us to work half a day…it didn’t work. I was not upset. I actually felt blessed to know we were working together as a team. It’s easy to take moments like this for granite. I am appreciative my husband and I are growing in parenthood. We do not always see eye-to-eye on parenting issues, but we are learning/learned how to compromise. Our focus is to raise a healthy child spiritually, emotionally and physically. In order to do so, we have to be a strong unit. A lot of things are trial and error. We figure it out along the way.
The arguments or fire discussions help mold us. How can you have perfection without discomfort? We need the ugly to bring out the good. It only fortifies our union and destiny. I am proud of our progress. Everyday looks more promising. We are getting this parent thing down-pat.
I am going to focus on this phase. Lord help us! With our next chapter…toddler-adult development…on my knees:)