I waited and waited for "Mr. Right." I was 33 when I got married and that was not my original plan. I had the "Just Add Man Plan" when I was younger. I would be married by about 24-25 years old, have my first kid by 27 (wanted to have a couple of years for myself and my husband to bond as a married couple), and have my last kid by 32 (leaving about 3 years and potty training completed before #2). Sounds perfect right? Well the problem with this plan...the right man. You don't expect to not find the right one until you are 30 years old. Sure it caused me lots of anxiety. The older I got and the further I got detoured from the plan the more anxiety I had.
But alas, I did find him, and he is wonderful. Patience is a virtue, and when I think of who I could have been with for the plan I shudder. I am now able to look back and say everything happens the way it should. I can't imagine being with anyone else for the rest of my life, and I couldn't imagine having anyone else be the father of my soon to arrive child.
This doesn't explain why I love him so much though.
Steve makes me laugh. All the time, whether it is with him or at him. I love to laugh.
Steve cooks for me. I HATE cooking. Really, I abhor it.
Steve fills my car with gas on the weekends. He doesn't have to do this, but he does.
Steve gets up with the animals in the mornings so I can sleep. (And yes, I know this will change with the baby, but I will enjoy it for a couple more months).
Steve cuddles with me before he gets up in the mornings.
Steve offers me the extra gator basketball ticket (offered to us on occasion) even though I will always let him go over me.
Steve supports my dreams.
Steve puts up with: my tech addiction, OCD behavior, my work schedule, my many bed pillows, my home improvement needs, and I could go on here. And I will note he may put up with it, but he isn't always silent about it. ;-)
So that's why I love him. There are many more reasons, but this a good list thus far.
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