You deserve this rest, so sleep on.
I rely on you so much.
I need you so much.
You have attended to my every whim, making me comfortable
and supporting me through the long nights
and the throw-ups for nine months.
You've taken me to every single dr.'s appointment
and a celebratory lunch after.
You’ve lovingly rubbed my feet and carefully put on my super tight
compression stockings before bed. You’ve given me your pillows to ease
my growing discomfort, held me when I cried, and
kept me fed and alive.
Most importantly, you have filled me with unwavering confidence,
reminding me that I am freaking amazing,
especially in moments when I doubt myself.
Meanwhile, you've kept homefront going, the cattle fed,
the studio humming,
and your church duties at the forefront.
I honestly don't know how you do it.
But you do it.
I love you.
