My Wife - The Hero

I originally posted this on our family website but I have decided that more people need to read about my amazing Alisha.

My wife, Alisha, is the single most important person in our family.

I have a good job in which I work regular hours. I go to work, I work for eight and a half hours, then I come home. My wife drives me to the train station and back again every day, regardless of her other plans. She also is kind enough to make lunch for me.

After taking me to the train station she goes home and gets our children ready for the day, she feeds our one year old boy, gets breakfast for our four year old daughter, dresses them both, brushes their hair, gets herself ready, then takes our daughter to school. She comes home and does housework, when she should be resting, then goes back out to pick our daughter up from school. She comes home, makes lunch for both children, feeds our son. She then entertains both children until its time for our little boy to have a nap. She puts him down and then plays with our daughter until our son wakes up. She entertains them both for a while before having to come out to pick me up from the train station. When we get home I provide token assistance where I can while Alisha makes our dinner. I try to feed our son but get frustrated at him until Alisha decides that its better if she does it. We eat dinner, the kids are bathed (usually by Alisha) and then she dresses them for bed. The kids then watch TV for a few minutes before going to bed. I take one of the children up to bed and Alisha takes the other. Once they are down for the night (this can take up to an hour) Alisha has a chance to relax and do what she wants to do. This happens only if she is not too tired to do something or on evenings when she does not have church commitments. She never misses a church activity where she has some responsibility – unlike others that seem to think that their callings are optional Alisha attends everything that she physically can. When she goes she picks up people along the way an drops them off again afterwards. Alisha goes to bed, tired and worn out. Then she has to sleep next to a husband that snores very loudly, keeping her awake. The baby monitor sits next to her side of the bed, if any of the children get up in the night she gets up and deals with them because I’m usually snoring through it and she’s too kind to wake me up to ask me to deal with whatever the kids want or need.

So, this is a typical day for Alisha. Bare in mind that she does all this on her own. I give support and help where I can but I’m away for a large chunk of the day. Her family are in America while we live in England. She has no family support and often feels very lonely, but she persists. To me, she is amazing – especially at the weekends when she has the most annoying and demanding child of all to deal with: me!

I don’t write this for any other reason that to say that I love her and appreciate her more than she can know. I tell her this all the time but I still feel its not enough. She is the glue that holds our family together. She has so much patience, but this is not her only virtue. She is the greatest example of a mother that I have ever seen and will do anything for our little family. She is the most amazing person and I consider myself the luckiest man in the world.