And I want to tell you my husband deserves an award.
In fact right here, right now I am giving him an award. For being the best husband in the world.
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I got a job, which is a good thing. Really good. However, the same week my health crashed and burned.
I was trying to train in a new job, full time hours and be a Mum the rest of the time with literally no metabolism. The worst thyroid levels I've ever had. Kind of like trying to run through mud.
I will spare you the symptoms.
The timing was really, really rotten.
My hubby was getting up at 5.30am everyday. He worked his full day and then was home in time for the kids. He made dinner (remembering this has to be gluten, dairy and egg free - no takeaways), did homework with the kids, juggled after school activities and got everyone ready for bed. He did ALL the washing (and he refuses to use a clothes dryer - even in Hamilton!). And then, while I was almost passed out on the couch with exhaustion I had no control over, he did all the dishes and did his contract work until late in the evening.
To say I am grateful is a complete understatement. He is amazing. Because he has done so without complaining and because he has carried our family through this time all on his own.
So I am loving him. An amazing, selfless, patient person (who would hate me gushing on about him).
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