Balance

My husband is a rock star of a provider for his family.

I never worry about wither or not there will be money coming in. He is just one of those guys that always does what he is supposed to do.

So when I was put on bed rest for an undetermined amount of time I never worried about him stepping up to the plate and doing what was needed to be done. Same for my family, I knew they would circle the wagons.

However, while I was stressing out about keeping this little nugget alive and well in my womb, he was stressing out about how in the world he was going to pull this off.

My family has stepped in to take of things while he is at work. They are doing a great job, better than if we hired someone.

So I was confused by his level of stress the other day. That was when he told me about the balance. Not that he called it that, he thought of it more like the trust.

I never thought if it from his point of view. Where I never think about the money coming in on payday, he never thinks about wither or not his kids are being taken care of at home.

I am a rock star of a mom. I get the job done. I am just one of those women that always does what I have to do to take care of my kids. (Laundry is another story).

Now he has to think about it ALL. It isn't a discredit to my family or his for their part in this journey we are on. It is naturally hard to just turn over the most precious people in your lives to someone else's care.

In a strange way it made me feel loved. There was this moment during our talk when I realized how much he trusts me and how scary this must be for him to have me out of commission.

We had a balance. That balance is now teetered all the way onto his side of the scales. But like a true champion of a dad and husband, he is baring the weight of it all beautifully.

Some things just make you stronger.