But this is about how my husband makes me happy. You know...I really hit the jack pot when it came to Yonatan. I couldn't have found someone more loving, compassionate, caring, and just an overall great husband. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. He truly rescued me.
But now that we are married and he has me, he has never stopped loving me. You know how when two people date and while they date everything is so great and happy? And then when they get married or date for a really long time they just get lazy with showing how much they love each other? I'm so glad I don't have that type of marriage. Almost 2 years in, and a year and a half of marriage, my husband truly shows me how much he loves me every single day. Some days he brings suprise flowers or starbucks, but that's not what I'm talking about.
My husband tells me to buckle up. He tells me to be careful and check in with him. He asks how I'm feeling and if I'm okay. He asks about my day and what's going on. He empties the trash for me and takes care of everything outside. These are just small things but they mean everything to me.
But honestly, the whole experience of being in the hospital and having Layla made me appreciate my husband so much more.
Before I had Layla and I went into the hospital with severe pain, my husband never left my side. He was with me and did everything he could to help me and protect me. I was heavily medicated the day I had Layla from about 9am to 8pm and I was in and out of it the entire day. I couldn't manage to stay awake. But he never missed a talk with a nurse or doctor. When I was literally screaming in pain, he held my hand and looked into my eyes and told me I was strong. He told me to try and stay calm. He rubbed my back and rubbed my head just to give me a little relaxation. He went without sleep to make sure I was okay. I was in such severe pain & so medicated that it was hard for me to walk to the bathroom, so he would walk me to the bathroom; help me pee, help me wipe myself, and help me back up. And because I was in an oh so wonderful hospital gown, he always made sure I was completely covered so that no one could see my body. When the doctor came in and told us that Layla wasn't doing well and that we had to have a C-Section, Yonatan was obviously extremely worried. I had been in pain for two days straight and now we were having our baby an entire month early because she wasn't doing well. He was worried for both Layla and me. He held my hand through everything. He kept in contact with my parents through everything. He literally never left my side. And then when Layla showed up, he never left her side. He went to the NICU with her and went to all of her tests with her. He got up with her every single time she cried because he knew I couldn't. He told the nurses to never wake me up but to instead wake him up if they needed to do something with Layla. Again, he helped me pee and wipe myself and put pads on. He helped me shower and dry off and dress myself. He lotioned my legs and put on my socks because I literally couldn't do anything without assistance.
The point is I knew I had an amazing husband, but this entire experience showed me a side of him that just made me appreciate him and love him on an entirely different level than I ever have.
Yonatan, if you're reading this please know how thankful I am for you. I truly hit the jack pot when it comes to you. You are so amazing. And I love you with all of my heart and soul. Thank you for being such a great husband and literally never leaving my side.
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