What I Put Up With....

This week I am participating in Writers Workshop over at Mama Kat's.
The prompt I chose is: Write a poem to your love for Valentine’s Day.


Whenever people find out that my husband does not buy me flowers and doesn't give me gifts, I always get the same response, "How do you put up with that?!" Here is my answer:


I put up with a man that gets up and goes to work everyday without fail and without complaining.
I put up with a man who comes home to me every night, without fail.
I put up with a man that is not out running the streets with his friends instead of taking care of his family.
I put up with a man who does not consider taking care of his own child "babysitting" when I am not there, its just parenting.
I put up with a man who does whatever he can to make me comfortable and feel better when I am sick.
I put up with a man who got up in the middle of the night with me when our son was an infant.
I put up with a man who was by my side while I battled post-partum depression.
I put up with a man who without complaint was willing to do anything his mom asked.
I put up with a man who was willing to put his life on hold to care for his mom.
I put up with a man who has been by my side sharing in the sadness and anger of our trying to conceive journey.
I put up with a man who loves my sister like she was his own, and even though she drives him crazy, he would do anything he could to for her.
I put up with a man who calls me BEAUTIFUL.
I put up with a man who grew up in a family where holidays and birthdays weren't a big deal, but still honors my family traditions even though we make a big deal out of everything.
I put up with a man who tries to give me what ever I want, no matter what time of year.
I put up with a man who loves my big crazy family.
I put up with a man who will take me to see sappy romance movies.
I put up with a man who will eat at restaurants I want to go to even if he doesn't particularly care for it.
I put up with a man who takes care of our son.
I put up with a man who grounds me when I need it, but also lets me fly away when I need to.
I put up with a man who puts me and our son first in his life.
I put up with a man who tells me he would be lost with me and our son.
I put up with a man who I can trust, and never have to wonder about.
I put up with a man who does the dishes.
I put up with a man who motivates me, inspires me, and encourages me.
I put up with a man who knows what is important.
I put up with a man that makes me laugh, and with whom I can laugh.
I put up with a man who watches Real Housewives, General Hospital and any other show I want to watch.
I put up with a man who appreciates how hard it is to be a stay at home mom.
I put up with a man I would be proud to have my son turn out like.
I put up with a man who defends me to myself.
I put up with a man who worries when he feels I'm taking on too much.
I put up with a man who reminds me that it is ok to say "NO" sometimes.
I put up with a man who appreciates everything I do for him, and tells me so.
I put up with a man who when he looks at me in that special way, makes me weak in the knees, and my stomach full of butterflies.
I put up with a man who makes me feel special everyday.
Most importantly, I put up with a man who LOVES me unconditionally, without fail, and so well that I know everyday how lucky I am.







Ok so maybe this turned out not be a poem, but I can put up with that.