a keeper

Photos by Season Atwater for Simply the Sweet Life Magazine

Earlier this week, I felt very stressed, frustrated, and discouraged. Then I got my period...almost a whole week late. (Needless to say, Chas and I were already convinced by then that I was pregnant.) 

All this happened on a Monday. 

(Why are Mondays always the worst?)

Then Chas had to work late that night. 

Probably six seconds after he walked in the door, I was in shambles. 

You know. Just your average meltdown. 

Chas is really good at hugging me, listening to me, and not trying to just solve my problems when I'm in meltdown mode. 

In fact, when he's sensed that I'm upset about something, he's been known to ask me, albeit somewhat hesitantly, "Ummm...Sam? Do you need to let out some good cryings?"

This most recent crying episode was no different.

Only this time, he willingly skipped his fantasy football draft so he could play active meltdown support.

And that, my friends, is no small sacrifice. 

I think I'll keep him around.