I Love My Baby's Daddy.

So lately I've been reading some pregnancy message boards, mostly from other women due in April. For the most part, I've realized that this is an incredible waste of time... However, one thing that has caught my attention is the fact that there are an awful lot of women out there who use those boards as a place to vent. Now, I can understand the need to vent, but seriously! Some of the things people say about their husbands is just wrong! And, when one woman posts, the reactions of other women seem to just get worse... "Oh yeah?? Well, listen to what MY husband did to me!" Because yeah, that's what we need. A bunch of emotional pregnant women (I'm allowed to say that, seeing as I am one) playing off of each other's already whacked out emotions.

Anyway, I've probably read, or at least seen... well, a whole lot of these threads where women are constantly tearing their men down. Surprisingly enough, I did see one thread (to which I think maybe 6 women responded, versus the 40+ who responded to the others) where a woman asked if other women's husbands "treated them like a princess" the way hers did. For several weeks I've been planning to post on how wonderful my husband is, and these posts just made me more thankful for him. So here goes...

Having been married to Andrew for 19 months now, I have had ample opportunity to experience how wonderful he is. He takes such good care of me, and that care has only improved since we discovered that we are expecting a baby. Life was definitely not easy for those first 4+ months because I was so sick, but he did everything in his power to make it easier for me... Including doing almost all of the packing and cleaning of our old apartment when we moved one or two months in, doing almost all of the cooking (smells were nasty!), letting me rest when I could, and just doing whatever he could think of to be helpful. (Oh, and if it's at all avoidable, don't move during pregnancy!) Those were hard days for both of us, but his support was irreplaceable.

And now, my growing tummy is making just about everything more difficult. I have to keep reminding myself that, as difficult as it is to do things and go places now, it will never be this easy again.:) I may feel like a house, but it's still easier now. I have to keep reminding myself of that. It is becoming increasingly difficult to do silly things like bend over to pick something up off of the floor, get off the couch (especially without first sliding to the edge), or tie my own shoes. Andrew has become increasingly helpful with all of those things...

He frequently ties my shoes for me, and pulls or pushes me up off the couch, doing whatever he can. I don't know how I would have made it this far without him. He is a constant encouragement to me. He makes me feel special, beautiful, and loved, and he's excited to share this pregnancy with me. I couldn't ask for a better husband. I am exceedingly thankful for him.

He's such a sweetheart. And I love him. I can't wait to see him with the baby. Just watching him interact with our baby now is such fun. I love it when he has his ear against my tummy and the baby kicks him. It just makes me smile. He's going to be a wonderful Daddy. He already is a wonderful Daddy. I am truly blessed to have him. He does all he can to make my life easier. I'm looking forward to embarking on this new section of this adventure with him. It's hard to believe that we have less than six weeks left!

Andrew, I love you. I am thankful for you every day of my life. You are a wonderful example of what a husband should be. Thank you for loving me, and for loving our baby. I don't know what I would do without you.