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Big Daddy Byron is Awesome

on September 2, 2012

Disclaimer: There are no pictures for this post because I am way too lazy/exhausted to find any. My apologies to my fans.

Big Daddy Byron is sad.  He’s been crying himself to sleep every night because I still haven’t blogged about him.  I guess he wants some type of credit for my happiness and imminent wealth and fame when I become a world-renowned blogger/author. (Stop laughing. It’s going to happen.)

So let me tell you a little about the best house husband in the world.  Big Daddy Byron and I were introduced by the cafeteria aides at my school. So we met in an elementary school cafeteria. (Definitely the last place in the world I ever thought I’d meet my husband. I still get the “Mary Kay Latourno” (yep, I realize that’s spelled wrong and I’m too lazy to Google it) side-eye from people when I tell them that I met my soul mate in an elementary school cafeteria until I explain that he was a lunch lady over the age of 18 when we met.)

In just 3.5 short months we knew we were in it together for the long haul.  We now know that feeling has a name – “trapped.” Just kidding. But really, we knew and we’ve been inseparable since the day we met – January 22, 2007. Just 14 months after we met we married in a wedding that we won in a radio contest.  The actual wedding day was awesome (mostly because I was marrying my BFF) but winning a big prize like a wedding is not all it’s cut out to be. Like it’s not actually free. And people who are in charge don’t really care about your wedding because it’s your wedding and not theirs.  That’s all I’ll say about that.

In all honesty, our first year as a married couple was tough. Really tough. We went through some big transitions and if I’m going to just go ahead and be honest, I didn’t manage them very well. Thankfully, it turns out that Byron is apparently a direct descendant of a saint and has some saint-blood in him. We made it through and then decided it was time to be fruitful and multiply. We did and thus came the Gorilla. Then we kept multiplying (unintentionally) and along came Binxy.

With two kids and no money, it was clear we were in trouble. Big trouble. After much prayer (and more tears) about how we were supposed to take care of these beautiful babies, we got the answer. Big Daddy B was meant to be a stay-at-home Daddy. So he left his full-time job to raise our munchkins and manage our home life while I work full-time as a teacher. (Though I prefer the term “Professional Life Changer.”)

He. Is. An. Amazing. Daddy. I thought I’d be resentful that he gets to stay at home and I don’t.  Frankly, it happens from time to time…usually on the days I’m exhausted and haven’t seen my kids in over 24 hours and have just realized I’ve been so busy that I’ve forgotten to pee in the past 14 hours or so. But then I remember what an awesome Dad he is and it doesn’t bother me at all. We are so blessed that our kids get to be at home with him. He makes mistakes daily (what parent doesn’t?) but he’s quick to recover and uses those times as teachable moments for the little ones. That will make more of a positive impact on them than him faking perfection.

We’ve given up a lot for him to stay home. But we have gained so much more than I ever thought possible. We are truly blessed as a family and I am so very blessed to have such a wonderful husband and baby daddy. So there you have it Big Daddy Byron…dry your eyes and hold your head up high. I have now publicly declared my love for you (which you know I am not comfortable with) and told the world how awesome you are. You can finally get a good night’s sleep (and stop bugging me to blog about you). Love you. 😉

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