Life · Parenthood

Butter To My Bread

This post is for my husband.

I was watching the movie Julie and Julia the other day, well at least parts of it here and there because it’s a lot harder to watch a full movie now that we have a little baby. One of my favorite lines of the entire movie was something that Paul Child said to Julia Child and that later Julie Powell echoed to Eric Powell, and now I’d like to say it to my husband…

“You are the butter to my bread, you are the breath to my life”

I’m a sucker for love stories and of course when I heard that line I gasped and got choked up and thought of my husband. Yes, I’m a romantic at heart.

These past seven weeks, the age of our little baby girl, have been some of the most amazing and also some of the most toughest times I’ve ever experienced. Never in my most wild imagination could I have come close to knowing what being a mommy is like until I actually experienced it. Of course there have been other moments in my life that were difficult and that shaped the person that I am today, but this is the first time I’m experiencing something so new, challenging, rewarding, and beautiful, all rolled into one, with my husband. It’s even more significant because we are talking about another little human life here, someone who depends completely on both of us.

I was thinking how I’ve had moments these past few weeks where I’ve been so frustrated and sleep deprived that at times I have been less than loving, kind, or patient with my husband, either in my words or in my reactions. So today I thought of one of my previous posts, where I said that I wanted to be more gentle and loving with myself when faced with challenging or awkward moments of motherhood. I would like to do the same with my husband and be more aware of those moments where I’m about to lose my cool and remember that we are both only human, doing our best in this new role, and even if we suddenly snap at each other, to always keep in mind to bring it back to being kind and loving to one another because we’re partners in this, our new role as parents.

I know that our life together is going to hold so many fun, new challenges and unknown situations and I know that there is no one else in the world that I would love to be living those moments with. At the end of the day my husband is the person I can say things to that other people may never hear, he makes me laugh just when I’m about to lose it, and he reminds me how special and beautiful I am and what a wonderful job I’m doing, even if I’m doubting myself.

He is truly the butter to my bread, the breath to my life. I love you chango!

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