I am very happy to report that I got a LOT done over the weekend. As I've mentioned before, I have a photography business on the side and the months of May and June were crazy busy for me. In fact, it took until late July (this past weekend) for me to even begin to feel caught up. Lots of sessions, design work, two weddings, on top of a regular full-time job, a pregnancy and a miscarriage will do that to you.
Somewhere in there, I realized I had taken on too much. I was scheduling life around photography, instead of the other way around. And, when we lost the baby, I crawled into a bit of a hole and didn't want to come out for while. Completely understandable, but I hadn't scheduled down time for myself, especially not the time needed to deal with the loss, as well as keep up with all of my professional obligations and everything that needed to get done at home.
Husband stepped up. In a huge way. He cleaned, did laundry, prepared meals, grocery shopped, and even sorted through a lot of photos for me. He basically made it possible for me to concentrate on finishing up the sessions I had booked, while also encouraging me to take on a bit less in the future. When it came to the baby, he let me cry when I needed to, and mourned with me, but he also coaxed me out of the hole. And when I want to crawl back in, he's there, reminding me that things are better on this side.
The past few months are just one example of many times in life that I couldn't do without him. There really aren't words to describe how safe and cherished he makes me feel. Even when our world is crumbling, and when I bite off more than I can chew, he's there- encouraging me, fighting for me, and loving me. I love him too.