Funny how one song changes everything

The other day while listening to the 90's country on Pandora the song 'is there life out there' by Reba came on. My friend that was here says "this song always gets to me and i end up crying and in i start thinking about the what ifs" as I looked at my friend I tried to imagine being in her shoes.
There are many choices that she could have made that would have made her life easier. We can all say that right? But i really found myself not able to sympathise with her. I felt empathy of course but i couldnt imagine feeling that way.
I am exactly where i wanted to be in my life. I have God, my husband and my 2 beautiful kids. We have always had a roof over our heads and food in our bellies. My husband works hard everyday while i raise our kids. There are choices i may have mad differently but i have never got emotional over the what if? Or really wondered about it.
This has got me thinking though about what else I want in life. And my mind has been running ragged about having another baby. I want to so dearly. And always have. But i know fincially it doesnt make sense with what our healthcare industry in America had become.
So now. I can sympathize with my friend as I wonder about what name we would name the new baby, Harley is a favorite, or how awesome of a big sister Hadley would be.
Logically, I know what makes sense. But my heart if fighting me. All i have ever wanted to be was a mom. Just like my momma. Stay home and raise my babies. That's what I have. So with humble and greatful heart I will keep praying and talking to my husband and God about what out future holds. Pray with me if you please!

Husband.

I look at my husband and sometimes i get annoyed. I think to myself "it must be nice to sit on your butt while i clean the kitchen." or "must be nice to have clean clothes folded and put up for you." never mind his mid day nap he can take anywhere at anytime.
It is easy to get frustrated. Im the stay at home mom, I do all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, grounding, scheduling and so much more. I'm on the clock 24/7.
He works and does bath time and takes out the trash after i ask him 500 million times. And sometimes he will swept or switch the laundry.
But i am working on reminding myself that really none of this should be annoying me. I have a husband that supports his family financially and more
He is gone alot and when he is home he is lazy. But I have a husband that works 40 plus hrs a week. That is a wonderful thing. He has a job.
When he is home he does help me sometimes. Sometimes i have to ask one times than i care too but he does help sometimes. Even though he worked his labored day job for 8 hrs.
He never makes dinner. Ever. Even when im sick. But hey we have money for groceries and money for the pizza that i ordered while hacking up a lung.
He is a wonderful day. Mostly nothing i can complain there. Besides his short temper with them when they are on their crazy roll but thats ok. He tries as the kids try to rip away his sanity.
This whole blog seems silly. But to me it isnt. To me im writting this to remind myself that the fact that I am not alone in this life i have is a blessing. I have support. I have help and i have exactly what I need.
So Amiee, remeber you are lucky. He is not a complete asshole. He is not lazy. He is not useless. He is just an asshat who works his ass off. Let him nap. Let his sit on that ass and drink his beer.