After more than ten years of love, my husband continues to be my favorite person—hands down. There’s no one else I enjoy being around as much as him.
When his truck pulls into the driveway after work, I can’t help but smile. As we prepare for a night out, I eagerly await his reaction when he sees me all dressed up. His compliments about my looks are genuine, and sometimes, when he kisses me, I’m transported back to the thrill of our first kiss, feeling those same butterflies in my stomach.
I have two wonderful kids, and I love them dearly, but my husband is always my number one, now and forever.
In this day and age, it seems strange that mothers are expected to pretend that spending time with their children is the ultimate joy. Nobody expects me to be best friends with any other small child, as adults and kids have very little in common when it comes to relaxation and enjoyment. So why should I act like I prefer the company of my children over my husband just because I gave birth to them?
When I refer to my husband as my favorite, it’s not about love. In terms of love, my husband and children share the top spot. I would do anything for my kids, and part of my deep affection for my husband stems from the fact that he would also go to great lengths for them.
The love I have for my kids is profound—something I never anticipated. Still, I relish the moments when they are safely tucked in bed or looked after by a trusted sitter, allowing me to spend quality time with the man I chose to share my life with.
When I call my husband my favorite, it’s simply because I genuinely enjoy his company. I appreciate being around my kids, but I enjoy it even more when my husband joins us. Everything is better when he’s around.
If my life were an ice cream sundae, my husband would be the hot fudge—everything else is great, but he takes it to the next level. He is my best friend who makes me laugh uncontrollably. He shows me love and affection without hesitation. He knows every flaw I have and still chooses to love me. We are true partners in every sense.
Together, we have navigated every challenge that life has thrown our way since we exchanged vows. While life has offered us countless opportunities to give up, we’ve never even considered it. I find immense comfort in knowing that we could thrive independently, yet we choose to share our lives because we truly enjoy each other’s company. It’s important to me that my husband knows he is the love I chose, and I would choose him every time.
I remind him often that he’s my favorite. My kids hear it too, and I doubt they feel offended. I even asked my oldest, and he confirmed he’s perfectly fine with it.
My husband works outside the home, giving him a break from our kids almost daily. I work from home and have the children with me around the clock. My husband understands how challenging it can be to care for others all day and ensures that I don’t feel drained. He loves me intentionally, which I deeply appreciate. His support enables me to be the mom I aspire to be.
While I know my kids love me with all their hearts, children are inherently needy. This isn’t a flaw; it’s part of their nature. They arrive in this world requiring someone to fulfill their every basic need, and it takes years for them to develop independence. My children need my help for almost everything every day. I cherish the love they give, but their needs can be overwhelming.
On the other hand, my husband is self-sufficient and never exhausts me. It’s hard not to feel a little extra fondness for the man who can handle his own business compared to the little ones who require me to help with everything.
As a mother, my role is to gradually teach my children independence so that they can thrive on their own. I adore my kids, but my aspirations for them include leaving home to build their own lives, careers, and families. I hope they’ll always reach out for my advice and friendship, but I also understand that our relationship is meant to evolve toward independence.
If my boys are fortunate, they will one day find their own favorite people and understand my feelings towards my husband. He was my favorite long before the kids came along, and he will still be by my side when they grow up and create their own paths. Our marriage is the antithesis of parenthood; we are meant to grow closer with each passing year, learning to rely on each other more deeply.
He truly is my favorite. Isn’t it wonderful that I’m his favorite too?
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In summary, while my love for my children is immense, my husband remains my favorite person. Our bond continues to strengthen, contrasting the growing independence I hope for my kids. Together, we navigate life’s challenges, cherishing the unique connection we share as life partners.