I was saving the "big ones" for later in the month but with how helpful my Husband has been today, I need to state how thankful I am for him! I had my wisdom teeth out today and he made me homemade mashed potatoes. That's love, folks.

I will, in this space, someday tell the entire story of how Josh and I came to be along with his place with regard to the Munchkin. Suffice it to say for today's purposes that he is not the Munchkin's birthfather. However, due his involvement in my life, Josh has always loved her as if she was his own. On the night that I came home from the hospital, we wept together in each others' arms. Munchkin used to kick his face as he laid it on my belly.

Since placement, my Husband has been my number one support. He didn't flinch when I suggested that D be a bridesmaid in our wedding. He's never balked when I suggested a visit trip here or there. Has he felt emotional? Yes. The picture above is actually the very first time that my Husband was able to see the Munchkin. You see, I gave birth the Munchkin on what happened to be an Army drill weekend. Josh made the three hour drive to the hospital but got there too late on the first night (which, if you've been reading, you know that the hospital staff did not allow me access to my daughter that first night). He enjoyed "meeting" her for the first time even though he had known her for much, much longer.

I have heard too many horror stories of spouses who are unwilling to support the birth mother or father during reunion. I feared our open adoption could end up to be something similar. But it hasn't. He understands and refers to the Munchkin as Nick's big sister. He told the paternal side of his family of Munchkin's place in my life so that I wouldn't have to be the one to do so. And he's always, always opened his heart and home to both her and her family.

Things worked out strangely with regard to timing. All I know is that God was in control of the man that he brought into my life. I am thankful that Josh is such a loving, compassionate and empathetic Husband. I am thankful that he recognizes how important our relationship is with the Munchkin, including the relationship between the children. I am thankful that he lets me cry and lets me rejoice.

I am thankful.

(Okay, now back to bed. Because even though my Husband supports my writing, I'm under strict orders to rest today and the only reason I was allowed to get up and write this is because it's about him. HA!)