I know all I talk about on here is my sweet Eli, well cuz let's face it, he's a perfect lil' being that should be talked about ALL the time. But I need to mention my Moises. Or Moi as I mainly call him.
To say it lightly Moi is the hardest working man that I've truly ever known. No, not cuz he is my hubby. Or just cuz I'm being bias. I don't ever recall Moi not having a job the seven years we've been together. And his commitment to his family never ceases to impress me. Especially the moment we found out that our Lil' booger butt was gonna be here in 9 months. And let me tell ya, 9 months really isn't that long. It flew by like nothing. But Moi as prepared as he is, was a lil' stressed. I sensed it the first few months I was prego. But he never really talked to me about it. I think a lot of it was cuz he didn't wanna stress me out. I knew we were gonna be okay, but Moi went to the extremes and wanted to make sure all his t's were crossed and i's were dotted. He wanted to be sure, that when Eli was here, we would have absolutely no worries. And that's what he did. I have never lost a feeling of security the whole time I was pregnant and not even now. I knew I wanted to stay home. That was our number 1 priority. I didn't care I couldn't finish up school or needed to take a break from Culinary school, I knew NO one was gonna take care of my baby but me. But the driving force behind it all was my wonderful Moi. He made sure he would make it happen. Neither of us, could imagine something ever happening to Eli cuz we had to both work. What really hit hard, was during the time I was pregnant, I was introduced to a horrible story of a woman who lost her baby at the sitters house. That was my absolute worse fear. Losing my Eli. I tell ya, typing it out now, I get teary eyed. My eyes well up be cuz that thought is something NO parent should have to even process. So with me and Moi hand in hand, we both prepared ourselves that the first few months were gonna be hard and I wasn't gonna see Moi a lot of the time, but it was the best interest of Eli and eventually us as well. We were able to put money aside and FINALLY Moi was able to quit working 2 days. Not meaning 2 full days. No, this man had 2 full-time jobs. One in the morning working at a Perinatal clinic and the second at Scripps hospital for the graveyard shift. Can you imagine working that much, to still come home and tend to your wife and child. But Moi did. And Moi was drained. But he never once complained. I'd see him come home literally exhausted, bags underneath his eyes and he never, ever threw it in my face about why he was so tired. When we all knew it was due to his 2 jobs. And the fact that he was working those 2 jobs, so I, myself, could stay home and take care of our baby boy.
You see, Moi could have said, No! He could have asked me to go back to work, so he didn't have to take on the brunt of the work. He could have complained over and over. He could have only taken on one job and we could have lived paycheck to paycheck. Eli could have been watched in a daycare with a million other kids. But that's just not the man he is. He made sure his family was taken care of. He made sure that I could stay home. He made sure that we weren't living paycheck to paycheck. And most importantly he made sure I had no worries. I can't imagine doing this without him. Having Eli, definitely tested our marriage. A baby is a huge change, but it made us stronger in the end. I can't tell you enough how amazing Moi is. And at times I know I give him the guilt trip about working too much, but I need to remind myself why. Eli is my constant reminder of why I am able to see his face from the moment he wakes to the moment he closes those sweet eyes. Cuz of Moi. And yes we are a team and I know taking care of a baby isn't the easiest job, but being a mommy is the hardest, but best job I could have ever asked for. Moi doesn't get that privilege of being with Eli all day, cuz he works. He works for us. And I can't thank him enough for what an amazing father, husband and Godly man he is!
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