I am undeniably lucky to have married a woman like Bex. She is energetic, hard-working, and takes incredible care of Luke and I. That’s because she’s an amazing wife, mother, and person. You better believe I’m sucking up here. Why? Because I love her. Without her, I’d be doing all the chores, laundry, changing diapers, and fixing bottles, all by myself. We’ve always said that we are a team and well, I need to take my second nap today. I can’t do that without her.
Last year, Bex did the most superhuman thing of anyone I know. She was able to grow a baby inside of her and deliver it through her body. As if that wasn’t enough, she’s able to feed him with that same body. At that point, I thought she was just showing off but little did I know, it was only her warm-up act. From sleepless nights to changing diapers in the back seat of the car, to rearranging her work schedule so she can be there for us, Bex has proven that “Mom” isn’t her made up super hero name. It’s her true identity.
She’s been supportive, empathetic, tolerant, and a whole lot more during our short time as parents together. It has made our bond stronger than it’s ever been. For example, I no longer have to ask her to make me a sandwich. Somehow, she just knows and it appears on the table. But seriously, Boy Wonder and I count on this amazing lady for so much.
Here’s my question; Why does she just get today? When someone is so important to us, shouldn’t we celebrate her every day? So Bex, if you’re reading this, I promise that Luke and I will take a moment every day to pause and recognize you as the remarkable woman you are. When we got married I told her that I’m the luckiest guy on the planet because she chose me, and I know that Boy Wonder feels the same way— we are so loved, and so lucky to have her in our lives.
Happy Mother’s Day!
And, uh, Bex, if you’re still reading this . . . I’m still waiting on that sandwich.