So this morning started out tough for me. It's primarily because I'm a hormonal mess, amplified by pure exhaustion- yesterday I got to see my kids for a few short hours, but it wore me out; also since I got admitted to the hospital there is a nurse in my room every hour to check the babies heart rates. Being so tired makes the littlest things turn me into a crying banshee. So today it was Fathers Day. I just wanted to be able to make the day something special for Zed. It's been hard on our family to be separated. I just wished that the boys and I could help him know and understand how much we appreciate the sacrifices that he has been making for us and how much we love him.
But, I couldn't really do that, because I was a wreck. Even when I had a chance to Skype with Zed I wasn't the upbeat supportive wife that I should've been, which he already knows I am sorry about. But I wanted everyone to know how amazing Zed is as the father of our kids. He doesn't get very many days to go hunting or enjoy his hobbies, but so often he volunteers to take one or more of our boys with him-which is totally counterproductive, but an amazing bonding experience. He teaches our boys how to go on adventures and get dirty, a task I am less dilligent in. Zed always lets our kids help him work, whether it's in the garden, chopping wood, on the roof, the boys are being taught how to work at home. One of the most important things Zed teaches our boys is how to love their mom. He is an amazing example to them. And Zed teaches everyday how to live his testimony of the gospel. Zed, I love you. Thank you for all you do for our boys!
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