Struggling this Father’s Day

Update:

I took a mason jar and began filling it with little memories of times I’ve loved him for being our kids’ Dad. It changed my mindset and was a really great gift for him at the end of the day.

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I need some grace.

I love my husband so much and he is an incredible Dad but I am so overly exhausted today.

Our almost one year old hasn’t been sleeping at night so I’ve been up with her constantly. Our two year old is doing his two year old thing (🤪🥴). We are still practicing lots of pandemic precautions because of our youngest (genetic condition/high risk). And my husband threw his back out a couple of months ago and it’s been a long haul to get it to heal—this is obviously hard for him but also means that he can’t pick up the kids or do too much around the house at the moment.

I’m spent and I’m trying to celebrate him as joyfully as possible today but I keep feeling resentment creep in.

Poor guy is even having to work today and instead of feeling sorry that he isn’t getting a break this weekend, I’m over here feeling sorry for myself.

If anybody has a second and wants to send a prayer or good thought my way, I’d appreciate it. I need a serious change of perspective.

Thanks 😊