I was thinking about last week and realizing how those weeks, although hard, are really good for our marriage. I think it's so easy to take for granted things our spouses do, and far too easy to think about what we wish they did more of.
I do a good amount of the housework, and while Chris knows it and is appreciative I don't think he realized really how much there is that I do. The other week when I was really sick I couldn't do anything and he was left to clean up the kitchen, pick up things around the house, all those "little" chores that build up so fast. He said to me a few times that he can't believe all the things I do everyday and how grateful he is that I do them.
After Chris is gone for a few days I realize how much I miss him and how much of a difference it makes to have him home. The hours between 5:30 and bedtime seem so long when you're by yourself, as well as the first half hour or hour in the morning before he goes to work. I think sometimes I forgot how helpful that is because it's not like I'm sitting on the couch doing nothing while he's playing with Addilyn, but making dinner, cleaning up or something else. But those things are far harder when he isn't home. It made me more grateful that he's normally home, that he loves playing with Addi when he is, and that we can share those responsibilities when he's done with his workday.
Hard weeks stink, but it makes you even more grateful for the good ones.