Monday, October 27, 2008

the sweetest guy

I don't know if many mothers can forget the last couple of weeks of being pregnant, but they are pretty much miserable.  Not only do you feel huge (yes, I feel huge even though many don't say I look it, just less room for an already over active baby to move around) but also, you are so sick of trying to find something new and different in your closet to fit over a growing belly that seems to get bigger everyday.  Usually, I just end up in an old pair of sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. I know I must be simply irresistable to my husband.  Surprisingly, the gem that he is, he always manages to tell me I look awesome and beautiful and that he actually loves my pregnant belly.

Besides looking big and never having anything cute to wear, the night situation is probably the worst part of it.  I probably toss and turn a hundred times trying to find the most somewhat comfortable position to sleep in and then an hour later I'll finally fall asleep.  By this time, my body is already waking me up again to tell me I need to go to the bathroom and then its back in bed to start the whole process all over again.  By morning, I havn't accumulated much sleep.  Thanks to my loving husband, who never complains, he willfully gets up with the kids and takes care of their breakfast and all other morning needs.  Also, if there are any problems in the night, he takes care of those too.  He never makes me feel guilty either.  I don't know what I would do without him, but I am indeed thankful for all he does.  I honestly could go on forever on what great husband and dad he is but I might have to save that for another day.  Just want him to know how much I love and appreciate him.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow, that is nice! The last few weeks are pure torture! That's great Jason is so understanding!