Marry this guy.
No, I’m not telling you to marry a reptilian/man hybrid, just the man underneath the mask. You know… the one who will put on a silly mask just to make his kids laugh (and his wife, too.)
The guy who works hard for his family and often puts his needs dead-last.
The guy who goes to three different grocery stores to try and find his pregnant wife that special macaroni salad she just has to have (or the baby has to have).
The guy who isn’t afraid to speak up when he disagrees with you because he knows your love is strong enough to withstand it.
The guy who will change your beloved cat’s litter the entire time you are pregnant and even for a couple months after that because he knows you are just too tired to do it.
The guy who leaves the toilet seat up too much and crumbs all over the kitchen counter too often, because nobody is perfect.
The guy who will rub your shoulders when you’ve had a hard day at work or at home with the kids.
The guy who you can just look at from across a crowded room and know exactly what he is thinking at that moment.
The guy who will hold your hand after you both find out your baby’s heartbeat has stopped beating.
The guy who challenges you to be the best version of yourself and credits you for doing the same for him.
That guy — the one who is first and foremost your best friend. The one who you love to watch play with your kids because you feel like your heart could just explode with the amount of joy it brings to you.
That guy, you know the one, you might even already be married to him… if not, wait for him. He’s out there. I promise you.
This story originally appeared on These Boys of Mine