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My honey works hard for the money to provide for our family. Most weeks, he’s putting in 50-60 hours per week. He does it so I don’t have to be bothered with a job. So I can be there to raise our children, so I can see all the firsts. I’m so thankful.

He doesn’t fuss at me when he comes home and the house is not clean or dinner is not done. He knows I’ve probably had a trying day with the kids. Instead, he helps me. On his days off, he doesn’t run off with friends. He spends it with his wife and kids. That’s where he’d rather be—home, building memories with the kids and me, helping me with the housework, showing our boys what a husband and father should do. For that, I’m thankful.

You see marriage isn’t 50/50. It’s not you do your half and I do mine. No, its 100/100.

When I’m lacking, he steps in and we get it together. If he’s short on hours on his check, I rustle up some money some kind of way. We get through it. Together. Marriage is about teamwork, getting through the rough spots and feeling the high when we get past it.

Marriage isn’t perfect.

Marriage is tough.

Marriage is about challenges.

Marriage is not always fun.

Our relationship hasn’t always been sunshine and rainbows; it never will be. He gets on my nerves and I get on his. We had some REALLY trying times in the beginning. I’m thankful for those instances now because without those struggles and trials, we wouldn’t have the strength and bond in our marriage we have today. I’m thankful we didn’t give up during those times—that would’ve been so easy. Instead, we figured out the cause of the issues and eliminated the things that fueled those problems.

I may have my days where I complain about him, but I wouldn’t want to do this with anyone but him.

Originally published on the author’s blog

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Megan Powell

For those of you who care to know the face behind the name....

I'm Megan, I'm a 32 year old wife & mother from the United States. I have 1 bonus son & 4 son's that I birthed. (Yup! That's 5 BOYS!) Motherhood has humbled me in ways I can't even explain and I'm so thankful because if I wasn't a mother, I don't know where I'd be.

Life hasn't always been easy for me, I mean it still isn't, but it's WAAAAY better than what it once was. I've learned some very hard lessons in life along the way.

I was a full-time working mom with my first 2 children, part-time with my second & full blown SAHM with my last. Lemme tell you!

It's not easy anyway you do it!

So before you think I don't understand, I do! I empathize with people on a whole other level. It's a blessing and a curse. I'm a probably one of the nicest people you'll ever meet

I created Momma's Tired on facebook and started blogging as an outlet for my anxiety and depression. After having my last son back in 2017, I went to a dark place. It was a very traumatic experience for me (which I will touch on later). The main thing I want you to know is, everything I write is 100% from my heart. My feelings put on paper. Even most the memes I post I made myself. If it's not my work or thoughts, I will always cite it to the correct person.

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