Ode to Eric

The greatest blessing in the world has got to be a good spouse. Though I have been so thankful for Eric since the day I married him, these last few months have made me even more thankful to be married to such a godly, selfless man.

When I was put on bed rest, he cooked for us, cleaned the house, ran errands, and cheerfully waited on me hand and foot, all the time thanking me for taking good care of our baby by staying in bed. Can you beat that?

When Eli was born 7 weeks premature and was in the NICU for 6 weeks, Eric was a rock for me, supporting me in every way imagineable and thanking me every day for being such a good mom, when really all I was doing was sitting by Eli's incubator day in and day out. What a man!

Now that Eli is home Eric is just as involved with him as I am. He works from 5am until 3pm every day and then comes home and takes care of the baby all afternoon so that I can take a nap, run an errand, or just be lazy. He is tender and fun and so attentive to Eli's every need- Eli couldn't ask for a better father. And I couldn't ask for a better husband!

The icing on the cake came when Eli had his second of two horrible nights on Monday night. I had been up all night on Sunday night and was up all night on Monday night. By the time Eric walked into the nursery at 4am on Tuesday morning, all I could do was cry. Eric kissed me and said, "Just make it to 9:30am." He went to work like usual at 5am, but he put aside all the stuff he had to do at work (which was a TON on Tuesday!) and came home at 9:30am. He took the baby from me and put me to bed. I slept until 4pm, and he dealt with Eli all morning and afternoon, all with such a cheerful heart.

And to top it all of Eric is super fun, goofy, funny, and my very favorite person to be around.

I am so incredibly grateful for my husband who loves me like Christ loves the church. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to be married to him!

P.S. Eli is up to 5 pounds, 10 ounces, and he's almost off of his oxygen! He's doing great!