Jenn Desrochers of MommaDanddaBoyz juggles four boys and a husband with such ease, it will make you envy her like crazy. But then she is just SO sane and sweet and funny, you will like her anyway. Dang.
She has kindly offered this guest post for The Stir as part of our 12 Days of Gratitude Series and we are SO grateful to her for doing so! See below:
I remember when I first met Daddy D. When his smile or an unexpected compliment to me would make me light up and grin until my cheeks hurt. How I loved to watch him fix things while working his summer job doing maintenance. His sense of humor and how he made everyone laugh (and groan) often.
We got married. We had kids. Lots of kids. And somewhere in the midst of the hustle and bustle of life those moments of random pleasure in my husband’s demeanor got fewer and farther between. Occasionally there are those brief glimpses if I remember to look for them.
Right now we are busy. Crazy busy. With the start of school comes cub scout meetings, church commitments and of course Daddy D’s ever present volunteer fireman status. Add to that moving the six of us into a new house and all of the work that entails, lately we have been very physically and emotionally depleted.
The other day on Daddy D’s day off we painted the trim in the little boyz room. Well, navy paint over white doesn’t go on very easily. Hours and hours, coats and coats into the project the day had gotten away from us. My best friend came over for her standing Wednesday night down time and our house was in chaos. Her and Daddy D went out and got McDonalds drive-thru and brought it back for the family. All the while I stayed in the room painstakingly touching up places where the painters tape had bled through.
The six of them sat down to dinner in the kitchen. Our new house, sans carpets, is echoey still and I could hear the conversations as I painted. And then it happened. Nate, our third son who has sensory issues, had had about all he could take. After a day at pre-K and a rather tumultuous afternoon he was at his wits end. He was trying to open that dang toy that comes in the Happy Meal and was not succeeding. So his very helpful older brother leaned over and applied pressure to both sides of his toy bag and made it pop. Nate was a wailing, screaming, crying mess. The noise coupled with frustration was the straw that broke the camels back.
I listened as Daddy D tried to reason with him, telling him to be thankful that his brother had helped him out. I listened as he tried to calm him down with words. None of it worked. But then I heard Daddy D take Nate into the living room with blown up sandwich bags and together they tried to make them pop. And in all his Daddy D glory he was all silliness, eventually breaking Nate down into laughter.
After awhile I realized that somewhere along the line I had stopped painting with the brush and my arm frozen in mid air. I also realized my cheeks were burning from smiling, my heart was pounding and my eyes had teared. In the day in and day out I sometimes forget. But in that moment I was reminded beautifully why I love this man.
Do you have moments like this with your spouse?
by RoughEdgesDecember 8, 2012 at 4:54 PM
Watching him with our youngest (the only girl) can sometimes bring tears to my eyes. That little girl has daddy wrapped around every one of her tiny fingers. ;)
by shilohkittenDecember 8, 2012 at 6:33 PM
Yes, all the time :-). He is a wonderful father who loves his son so much. It's amazing to watch.
by Snapdragon88December 9, 2012 at 11:31 AMYes :) He's a busy man but he takes time every single night to run around the house with our 4 year old playing hide and seek and wrestling on the bed. My dh laughs just as hard as our son. I couldn't be more grateful for the father he turned out to be.
Yes Todd is an exceptional father. All 5 of our kids love him tremendously and he really has gone above and beyond right from the beginning more than the average guy would I think...
We met online dating and I had full custody of my 4 biological kids and he had full custody of his biological daughter. We all loved eachother right off the bat from first meeting, the kids loved eachother and were friends besides sibling relationships and they loved both of us and we loved all of them as if we all felt we belonged together from day 1.
The thing is... 3 of my 4 kids have bipolar disorder and they all had either adhd or add and 1 had severe paranoid schizophrenia with full blown visual and hearing hallucinations since the poor kid was only 2 and they required special understanding and only positive discipline and a lot of patience and I knew Todd loved me and them but didnt think he realized what he was getting himself into bc it was a lot of extra sacrifice due to those issues. I told him if he just wanted to keep excusiviely dating me all the way until all the kids were grown up and THEN he could marry me or live with me if he wanted to that was fine with me, I totally understood. He was passionate in his reply he said "NOOOO! I love those kids as if they are my own kids and want to raise them as my own. I am a willing eager learner bc I care and just please teach me how to take proper care of their special needs, I can do it! "
Not only did he do it he did it amazingly well! Those kids knew he was there for them unconditionally. One of our daughters even changed her last name to his legally as soon as she turned 18 and even used her own money to do so.
He awes me at what an excellent father he is.