My Wife Is Awesome

A few recent examples of why my wife is awesome:

1. Last March, we finally got an opportunity to go on a much-needed vacation … we didn’t have a big budget, so I jokingly suggested a climbing trip to Bishop, CA. She agreed. 
2. My wife recently took a week-long trip to San Diego to attend a friend’s wedding.  Before she left, she planned and created a pre-cooked meal for me for each night she was gone.  Each were labeled, sorted, and included re-heating instructions.
3. Despite being 35 weeks pregnant, my wife went along with my crazy idea of leaving home for a week and tagging along with my brother’s band on tour. She’s alone at home, pregnant, and trying to manage a VERY active 2-year-old.

What’s the theme here?

My wife could have said “Climbing? No. I want to sit on the beach.”  But she didn’t.  She stepped into an unknown situation (what to do with an infant while in the wilderness for a week), and made it her own. She could have just left me $60 on the table when she left for San Diego with a note that said: “Love you! Have fun eating out!” … but she didn’t. She could have EASILY said: “Babe, I love you, but I’m crazy-freaking pregnant right now.  I need you at home.”  

She could have said all of these things — and it would have been very reasonable for her to do so.

But she didn’t, because my wife is awesome.