Let me preface this post by saying that I am a feminist. I believe I am equal and just as capable as my husband. I even cringe at the term stay at home mom because for me it comes with too many decades of gender baggage. That being said I understand love languages and the importance of letting my husband know I care about him and not just in a sexual way.
Last night as a surprise I took a page from ‘Mad Men’ and traveled back in time to the 1950’s. I was planning a lovely dinner for friends that fell through and I turned it into the opportunity to surprise my man. I did my hair, my makeup and pulled out a vintage dress from my closet. If you know me you know most days my hair is in a bun, I have zero makeup on, there’s a good chance I haven’t brushed my hair in a couple days and my clothes may have been worn the day before. But last night I put myself together and made a delicious herb butter rubbed prime rib with mashed potatoes, carrots, gravy and Yorkshire puddings. I greeted him at the door with a smile and a kiss and said “welcome home honey”.
I had to make supper anyway but the simple action of turning it into a special night for him was a wonderful way to show him how much I care. He works so hard for our family, working full time at his off farm job and full time on the farm. He is the sole bread winner at the moment since I currently help farm and stay home with our 2 young daughters. I am so guilty of getting caught up in the day to day of life and not appreciating everything he does for our family and I am learning that it’s okay to acknowledge and praise his role without down playing my own.
Since it’s not the 1950’s both our little girls were still roaring around the house when he got home. After supper he gave them a bath while I cleaned up and I know he was just as happy as they were to have time together. Before we know it spring will be here and once again we will be ran off our feet busy with the farm. It’s nice to enjoy the downtime that comes with cold and snow and recharge for next year ❤️