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Swapping Places With Your Husband Isn’t For The Faint Of Heart
This is one of those rare weeks where my husband is taking on the brunt of the work at home while I cover CPAC for the Daily Caller. I work from home most days. As most of y’all know, my husband travels a lot, and there aren’t often times when he gets a glimpse of what my life is like when he is away.
But on Thursday, which is our craziest day of the week, he had to handle it all by himself. It was particularly chaotic for him as there were three soccer games, an after-school playdate, and our oldest had basketball practice, which is about 30 minutes away. He had to get help, but I couldn’t be there for him.
He got another mother from one of the girls’ teams to take one daughter to her game. He is the coach for one of our daughters, so he attended that game. My mother took our youngest daughter to her game. And our oldest daughter ended up having to skip practice because there was no way to get her where she needed to go without another driver.
I was able to meet them for dinner after everything was said and done. The girls were all in their soccer uniforms, sweaty and happy from the wins they secured. My husband smiled as I walked up. He ordered food for me when he knew I was on my way. It had arrived the moment I walked through the door. He also looked happy but exhausted.
There was a moment where our eyes locked across the table, and we just smiled at each other, knowing what each of us was thinking.
“This is what it is like when I’m out of town, I bet,” he said.
I just smiled and said, “Yes, it’s not easy, but we manage.”
“No, it’s not,” he responded, grabbing my hand, squeezing it tight.
The girls were smiling, watching this quiet conversation take place. I noticed that on the way home and while we finished our jobs to get ready for the next day, the girls were practically gliding around the house as they did their chores. It makes them happy to see us love each other.
It’s important for them to see him acknowledge the sacrifices we make when he is gone. It’s a form of love that’s hard to explain to them without this, but it’s so important for them to see it because I want them to find a husband who will do the same for them.
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