Brian and I don't see each other much anymore. He gets up for work around 2 am, and doesn't get home until close to 5 pm most days. He puts Madeline, and himself, to bed around 7 pm each night. His two days off are Saturdays and Sundays.
And then there is my schedule... the opposite of his. I get up around 7 am every morning to the giggles and violent crib-shaking of our daughter. ;) I drop Madeline off at her babysitter's house around 11 am. My scheduled shift starts between 12-12:30, and I have to catch a shuttle bus about 20-30 minutes prior to the start of my shift. I don't get home until after 9 pm each night, and it can run later if we have delayed flights (which we often do have). My days off are on Mondays and Tuesdays.
So, as you can see, we don't get much time to see each other. I see his sleeping face when I crawl into bed each night, and he sees my cocooned, sleeping self when he gets up in the wee hours of the morning. On the weekends I see him for a few of hours before heading to work, which is nice. Mondays and Tuesdays I see him for maybe 2 hours after he gets home from work. So there you have it... we see each other maybe 8-10 hours each week, and nearly half of that time is spent at church, still apart from one another, since I am singing, or one of us is volunteering in the nursery.
This makes me cherish each minute I have with my husband. I am so grateful to have such a wonderful man to love me.
The picture above was taken this morning, after coming home from church, and just before I changed into my work uniform.
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