Happy Birthday, Mikes!

On November 2nd, my husband turns 33!

It is hard to believe ten years ago I celebrated his 23rd birthday with him. It was the first birthday (of many) I ever celebrated with him. I had no idea at that point that a decade later we would still be spending our birthdays together.

We have had quite a year. Lots of ups and downs, good news and bad - but the best news that completely made our year was finding out we were pregnant and then welcoming our second sweet baby boy into the world! :)

I know I have said this before but I will say it again - Mike is a great father. He is very hands-on - he changes diapers like a pro - even the terrible blowouts, gets Grayson out of bed every single morning, washes bottles, makes some mean pancakes for breakfast and is legitimately the fastest person I have ever seen fold a fitted sheet. It takes him 5 seconds tops. He does all of this before he dons his uniform and heads to work. Every. Single. Day.

As far as a husband goes, he's wonderful. He has encouraged me and made me laugh through two c-sections, he has sat up with me at night when the babies just wouldn't sleep, he has brought home countless hot fudge sundaes for us to share but hasn't blinked an eye when I eat it before he gets a chance to have one bite, he has sat by my side and rubbed my back as I cried taking my blood sugar levels, he has sat through cardiology appointments with great patience, he takes great care of our family...I really could go on and on!

He is an incredible person.