I hadn’t intended for this to be my first topic in this series. But it’s what I’m struggling with at the moment!
Seeing your kids sick is no fun. We’ve been fortunate to never have all 3 sick at the same time. (Although now that I write that sentence, they will probably all wake up sick sometime soon, right?) There have been times (like right now) they have “shared” their sickness with each other and just as one is starting to get better, another one gets hit with it.
There are a lot of things I enjoy about being married to a chef . . . great food (when he’s home to cook), help with meal planning, having someone who can fix my mistakes in the kitchen (over the phone or via text), free samples that appear in our home from vendors, menu tastings at his restaurant, his creativity . . . the list could go on and on. A lot of the sterotypes we hear about being married to a chef ARE true, sometimes. Not as often as people think, but yes, occasionally they are true.
But just like everything, with the good comes the bad. Being married to a chef isn’t about enjoying 5 course meals every night. (And if you think it is, please stop reading this post and read this first.) In the 19 1/2 years we have been married, there have been a lot of things I have really struggled with as a result of my husband’s career.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love that he is a chef and know it’s the perfect job for him. But that doesn’t make it easy for either of us. We’ve had many discussions over the years of how hard it is to be a successful chef, husband and father all at the same time. He runs himself ragged doing just that and I am blessed to be married to him. (more…)