My Husband

Karl has always been such a good husband to me. We've had our trials, but our relationship has never wavered. We weather the trials together, growing closer rather than distant. We have a wonderful relationship. I always knew he loved me and that I could count on him. Then the complications with my recent pregnancy started, and my husband stepped up to the plate like I never could have imagined or even hoped for.

He took care of EVERYTHING. He kept the house clean (and did a better job of it than me), he took care of every meal, he got the kids ready for school everyday, he went to parent/teacher conferences, he did absolutely everything.

But it was so much more than that. He never complained. He never made me feel bad for not doing anything. He never expected me to take care of things. When I did try to get up and do something I was told to get back in the bed. And as if all that wasn't enough he had to deal with a woman whose emotions were all over the place, and he never got frustrated with me. I'd break into tears and he would know just what to say to make me feel better.

Then Koen was born and he was such a comfort to me through it all. And when my recovery seems long and hard, he reassures me and encourages me and doesn't expect too much from me.
What did I ever do to deserve such a wonderful husband? I have been so blessed, and I am so thankful for him.

I love you more and more everyday, Karl. Thank you for being the most wonderful husband anyone could ever hope for. Thank you for everything you have done for me and our kids these past months. You have been magnificent!

I love you!