I’m all about balance in life.
When it comes to feeding my husband, it’s about balance too.
Did you know when we first started dating he told me he didn’t like pie?
I mean of all the foods he hates, pie is one of the weirdest to me.
When it comes to feeding him foods he doesn’t like, I try to take a baby bear approach. I don’t want to push it too much. But I also don’t want to never get to have pie.
So when I made the apple pie on Monday, I told him I didn’t expect him to love it. But I wanted him to at least try a bite.
And the results?
He liked it!
(we also ate the pie after going on a run. balance friends, balance)
Balance also comes in the fact that when dealing with my migraine of doom my husband mixes letting me wallow in bed with making me laugh (“you realize that throwing up in the parking lot of Fudruckers sounds like it should have a really good story to go with it”)
(yes, I threw up in the parking lot of Fudruckers. Like I said, migraine of doom)
He may not be able to totally balance out the migraine, but my husband does a darn good job trying.
What’s been balanced in your life lately?
Anyone else get migraines of doom?