Dear Partner,
Lately, I’ve noticed that we both seem a bit off our game. We’re running on fumes, feeling the stress of life with two little ones. While we share laughter and moments of joy, the weight of our responsibilities can feel overwhelming. You’re juggling the demands of supporting our family, and I can see the worry etched on your face. By the time you get home, it’s a whirlwind of bath time and bedtime routines, often interrupted by an early wake-up call from our little one who seems to think sleep is overrated!
As for me, I spend my days with our two energetic children, and some days I feel like I’m in survival mode. Sleep is a rare luxury, and I sometimes wonder where my old self has gone. Hours drag on, yet I find myself rushing to check items off my to-do list. I often feel like I’m falling short as a mom and a partner. Why can’t I manage cooking dinner while wrangling two kids? I worry you might feel the same frustration.
I apologize for the moments when I let my stress spill over into our conversations. I hate that I sometimes take it out on you, yelling or jumping to conclusions.
In truth, I am so grateful for you. Thank you for those early mornings when you rise with the baby, for the playtime you carve out with our kids, and for your unwavering support of my parenting choices. Your sacrifices to give our family a wonderful life do not go unnoticed.
What I often don’t say is that I drift off to sleep thinking about those brief, lingering hugs we steal in our busy hallway. Those moments, when you pull me close and hold on just a little longer, reassure me that our love is still alive and thriving, even amidst the chaos.
It’s easy to reminisce about the days when it felt like we were more “in love” before our children came along. Back then, we had regular date nights, cozy couch cuddles, and sweet notes exchanged. But I believe that real love is what we’re experiencing now. It’s the choice to show up every day, giving what we can—even when exhaustion threatens to take over. It’s the small, unglamorous acts of love: letting you sleep in while I manage the kids, or giving you a few quiet minutes to recharge after a long day. It’s all about prioritizing our family’s needs over our own, and lifting each other up through it all. That’s the essence of true love.
I’ve heard that surviving these early parenting years can be a challenge, but I genuinely believe we’ll come through it stronger. We’re not just partners; we’re a family. You’re my heart in this bustling life, and I can’t imagine it without you. So, for every diaper you change, every late-night wake-up call you answer, and every ounce of effort you put into work and home, I want you to know that these are the gestures that define our love right now. This is what real love looks like.
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Summary
In the midst of the chaotic journey of parenting, the essence of true love is found in the everyday sacrifices and small gestures that keep a family together. It’s about showing up for each other, even when exhaustion sets in.