Let me preface this blog by saying that I truly do love my husband. Now that I've gotten that off my chest, I can move forward with the true theme of this blog - the differences between men and women are out of this world.
Case in point - we had both been sick recently. Symptoms were almost identical yet the manner in which we handled our ailments varied greatly. It's as if I had allergies and he had pneumonia. The comparison both amused and frustrated me. I'm certain I'm not alone here when I say that my husband suddenly manifests his inner infant when he's not feeling well. It's rather sweet how dependent they are but when you're already caring for two real kiddos, it can be a little daunting to say the least. On the contrast, I could have bodily fluids coming out from every which way (apologies for the visual) but still be expected to carry out my motherly duties. That's right, believe it or not, life goes on when mom is sick because afterall, the little bugars can't wipe themselves (neither the literal or figurative ones).
Another way in which men and women are at opposite ends of the spectrum are in emotions - specifically concern and worry. Sure, there are men out there who have anxiety. My husband expresses nerves or anxiousness about many things - his health, speaking in public, etc. Women, on the other hand, worry about e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g! We are experts on the subject. I, for one, analyze then analyze some more and top it off with some more analyzing until there is nothing left to analyze. Whether it's over-analyzing something I said (or didn't say) to a friend or over-thinking a look someone gave me, my stomach is in knots for hours (if not more) wondering what if I had (or what if I hadn't), why (or why not). When I voice my concern to my husband, he so breezily says "Who cares? Why do you care what other people think so much?" or "It is what it is." But what if "it" isn't?! Call it my inner control freak but I want everyone to like me and everything to go smoothly and that's just not the way life works. For men, that's perfectly fine. Not so much for women! As one of my friend's put it (today, in fact) - women especially moms - want to solve the world's problems starting with our own and those of our family's. That constant need to make all well is exhausting and stressful but it "is what it is!"
I could probably drag this blog on endlessly on the countless ways in which we differ from our counterparts but that would be going overboard and I already do enough of that. I will say, however, that as much as their intracacies might eat us up inside, those same manly traits are a lot of the reason why we're attracted to them in the first place. The differences can be so refreshing! I thoroughly love and value my husband's carefree nonchalance because he will either reassure me that nothing is wrong in the first place or that if something is wrong, that he will be there to support me through it. And although I might roll my eyes (mostly in jealousy) and send angry text messages about him when he is under the weather and sleeps all day, I secretly want him to do whatever he needs to to feel better - because I too worry about his health.
No matter which "planet" we came from, I am grateful that both genders decided to "land" on Earth because my world is a much happier place with my man by my side!
