However, I was reminded to give thanks. To focus on all the victories we have had. To look upon our sweet memories, how we sailed through the storm, how we climbed that steep mountain, how we dived into deeper seas. Husband told me that we can have belated Valentine's celebration and we should focus on Jansen's wellbeing, to nurture him, and to ensure he was comfortable. We tube-fed him hourly to keep him hydrated as well as to ensure his body wasn't depleted of nutrients. I barely slept that day. It was a miracle two cups of coffee per day kept me going. It must have been the strength from heaven.
I was sitting on sofa with Jansen after tube-feeding him and suddenly husband came with a simple ham sandwich, and he told me he did that nothing-fancy one, but most importantly, half for me, half for him, meaning we are better halves for each other. Such a meaningful simple meal. So delicious, probably because it was made by him. I did remember to take a photo of it. And took photo of us. I felt so touched. (Please bear with me my messy home look on the cover photo).
We chit-chatted awhile. He praised me for being the best mother to the boys, and being the best wife to him. I almost teared because you wouldn't think people ever notice the sacrifice a mother had laid down for the family. You just keep being on-the-go without much time posting on social media this and that. On-the-go with that messy hair buns, wrinkled forehead and baggy pants, big loose tshirts at home. Messy eyebrows too. Haha.
Yes, you may scroll up and take a good look at us. ❤️But, pro tips, I was using Huawei phone which is pro at its auto edit as well. Haha.
