I have the world’s greatest husband. I have to share this with the world, and it can’t wait until June. To be clear, by world’s greatest I don’t mean perfect. None of us are perfect, and as I learn and grow as a wife and mother I have found that where I lack, he is strong. Where he stumbles, I am able to pick him up. He is perfectly imperfect in every way. What I mean is that he is everything that a husband and father should be. He is my rock, and my comfort. Without him I would be incomplete. He is a man of faith and points our family toward God when we stumble. He is everything that I need in a husband and more. Sometimes it feels like we fight more than we get along, but at the end of the day, there isn’t a single decision that I would want to make without him. There isn’t anything I want to do that wouldn’t be better with him by my side. We are rarely on the same page, but I like to believe that is because one of us is always reading ahead. We inspire one another to be better people and to be better parents. There have been so many moments I thought I couldn’t go on, but somehow he makes me feel like I can do anything. He teaches me patience and humility, and most importantly he makes me a better mom.
Without him the dogs would probably never eat dinner, our house would look like it belonged to Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout, and most importantly I would have no one to cook for. He is so driven and hardworking. He gives everything he has every single day to take care of us. He is our hero. He is the patience to my hurry up and go. He makes me want to be a better person. There are so many things about him I love, but by far the thing I love the most is how much he loves Baby J.
He really is the world’s best dad. There is no one better in the world for my son to look up to. He is so gentle and kind and his love for his son is so apparent. It is obvious that the feeling is mutual. Baby J just lights right up whenever he hears his voice. He loves his daddy so much, and as much as I hate to admit it there is a pretty good chance he said “da da”. I knew from the very first night that he would be a great dad. When he stayed awake for hours holding Baby J in his arms so that he could sleep. The simple act of changing his diaper became second nature to him (for those of you who know him realize this is a big deal!). I knew how gentle and caring he was, that was never a question. However, it wasn’t until recently that I came to learn that the two boys have a regular “bath time” routine in which they take a bath together during their Thursday at home. It is hard to explain why this is so special to me. CJ is the type of guy who likes to be clean. He is known to take 2 or 3, or more showers in a day. It is just who he is. His routine is very important to him. It is one of his many “quirks” that I both love and hate about him. His routine holds us together so I have learned to love to hate it! Finding out that he shares this with his son just melts my heart. In the moment I learned about this I swear my heart exploded from all the love I felt. CJ is the love of my life and my very best friend. Even when I am angry with him, he is the one I want to turn to. I don’t know how to thank him for all that he does to keep our family together. I love him with all my heart and I just needed the world to know.