As a pregnant woman, I am finding that it can be easy to fall into thinking that my husband should be taking care of me by shouldering more than his “fair share” of household work. Of course, I believe that a man should show his love for his pregnant wife by understanding that she is more tired than usual, etc. and helping her where he can.

Daniel is doing an excellent job of this, yet there are times when I find myself wishing for even more, thinking that I “deserve” even more, as all of us imperfect people so often do. So, as a way of keeping myself in check I have been repeating the portion of the Peace Prayer of St. Francis (which I learned today actually originated sometime around World War I and was not written by St. Francis at all) that I have always thought was particularly applicable to marriage. I liked it so much that I even considered putting it in our wedding program, but there wasn’t space:

“…O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled
As to console;
To be understood, as to understand;
To be loved, as to love.”

That’s it for a very short entry this week. For those of you in the path of the big winter storm headed for the Mid-Atlantic and North-East today and tomorrow, stay safe and warm! I’m just crossing my fingers that we don’t lose power, and thus heat…