I see so many negative posts on here of these bullshit ass men treating us like we're nothing so I thought I'd come in with a happy story. It's long, but totally worth the read 💙💙💙

Thursday I had to have oral surgery. I had a single tooth that was so infected it was taking over my body. During the weeks coming up to surgery my husband spent multiple nights when he got home helping wrangle kids and animals and dinner. Then comes the day of surgery. This man takes all day off to spend with me before my appt, comes and sits at my appointment for the entire hour, and then takes me home. Home where I wake up in pain and having panic attacks (I have severe severe anxiety when it comes to surgery). This man was there time and time again. Water, meds, food, some cuddles, whatever I needed. He was there. Then about 48 hours after surgery I got really really sick (we think the infection may have traveled further in my body). I spent 12 hours sleeping on my bathroom floor in between massive puke episodes. Let me just say how much my husband hates puke. He has a very very weak stomach, I'm always the go to when the kids are sick... But it didn't matter. This man laid on the bathroom floor with me for 12 hours!!! The whole time until I could finally move again. Then he laid me on the couch where he sat next to me as much as he could in between 5 kids and a puppy needing him. He helped me get up(I was so weak I can't walk by myself) so I could go to the bathroom or grab a drink of water. The entire time I never heard this man complain not one time. Not after reheating the same bowl of soup 4 times that he knows I couldn't eat, not bringing me a cold rag and fresh water EVERY time I puked, not even after keeping him up for over 24 hrs. This man is the kindest, most selfless, most loving man I could ever dream of. I am so beyond lucky to call him my husband. Ladies, If your man isn't loving you like he loves me, y'all are missing out. Go find you one of these 💙💙💙