Sacrifice

It is 10 till 8 and I'm sitting here with a content little boy playing on the floor beside me. He'll go down in a few minutes for the last nap of the day. It's been a busy one, and I'm looking forward to the break to be honest. Such busy hands a 9 month old has! Noah just called and is in route to the house. He tries to get home around 7, but sometimes, ok most times, that doesn't happen. I feel so blessed to have a husband as hardworking as Noah. He is wonderful. And it hurts my heart that tonight is another night he'll not really spend much time with his son. He'll swoop in just in time to eat dinner and give Gideon his last feeding of the night. Then, it will all start again tomorrow. This amazes me. He is so strong. So willing to give of himself so we are taken care of. Does he know how much we appreciate him? Do we tell him enough? I'd like to think so. I hope that he sees how hard I try to hold down the fort while he's away. How I hold dinner and wait for him so he can have a hot meal. How I try to have everything done so that when he gets home, there is nothing for him to do but relax. I know he sees these things because he's quick with the compliment. I hope that I am doing enough here at home to show him how much we appreciate the sacrifices he makes for us. And I hope that Gideon will grow up exactly like his father. While Noah is short on time, he makes it count when he's here. The minute he walks in the door, it's all about Gideon and I. He is wonderful like that. I know that he'll spread himself thin trying to make it to ball games and school performances as Gideon gets older. I hope Gideon will know how much his dad truly does for him. Being a father must be so incredibly difficult. You have to be away so much of the time trying to provide for your family that you miss so much. I know Noah lives vicariously through this blog; he says he loves reading what Gideon and I get into on a daily basis. He loves the pictures I take and the stories I tell. He loves Gideon so much, it astonishes me. I knew he'd be a wonderful father, but I truly had no idea. Gideon is a lucky boy. He is now in bed, I hear little faint noises from his room as he is falling asleep. Noah will be here soon and I've got to finish up dinner. I can't wait to share it with him and hear all about his day. We are so lucky to have him in our lives!