Dear Diary,
Pregnancy has sure had its ups and downs. I hear all these different stories, all these different symptoms, and I reflect upon how my pregnancy has gone so far. I have my complaints here and there, but you know what I have realized? I have had a pretty happy pregnancy, and this is mostly due to my dear sweet husband Nate.
I remember the day I told him I was pregnant. It was on his birthday August 28th. HAHA. I was terrified to spit it out, yet as soon as I did he said nothing but encouraging loving words. I instantly felt safe, and I instantly knew that everything would be okay because I had Nathan on my side.
From the day we really locked eyes he has done everything to show me that he is here for me always. When my mother was in the hospital he drove up and took me to buy some things to bring her. He stayed with me late into the night to cheer me up. When my carpool left me at a party he drove me 45 minutes back home. When I had Strep Throat he drove across town and up to my apartment to bring me soup. For no occasion at all he sends flowers to my work or brings them home to me. He remembers my favorite things and knows exactly what to do or what get me to put a smile on my face.
Since I have been pregnant, I have received the special, gentle treatment. A massage here, and trip to get my nails done there. Since I have been working he helps with dishes, cooking and laundry, as well as other chores. We truly are a team. He thanks me for carrying his baby, and when I get a craving for a fudge-sickle, he brings home four boxes.
Today, I had a pretty hormonal pregnant lady day. This past week I am starting to feel very 7 months pregnant, especially emotionally. The time of Annabella’s arrival is quickly approaching and I must admit I am getting a little nervous. My everyday responsibilities are becoming too much, and very sweetly my dear Nathan has stepped in to bear the load where I cannot. I feel blessed to have such a wonderful husband, and I am excited to continue the many chapters in our life together.
Pregnancy has sure had its ups and downs. I hear all these different stories, all these different symptoms, and I reflect upon how my pregnancy has gone so far. I have my complaints here and there, but you know what I have realized? I have had a pretty happy pregnancy, and this is mostly due to my dear sweet husband Nate.
I remember the day I told him I was pregnant. It was on his birthday August 28th. HAHA. I was terrified to spit it out, yet as soon as I did he said nothing but encouraging loving words. I instantly felt safe, and I instantly knew that everything would be okay because I had Nathan on my side.
From the day we really locked eyes he has done everything to show me that he is here for me always. When my mother was in the hospital he drove up and took me to buy some things to bring her. He stayed with me late into the night to cheer me up. When my carpool left me at a party he drove me 45 minutes back home. When I had Strep Throat he drove across town and up to my apartment to bring me soup. For no occasion at all he sends flowers to my work or brings them home to me. He remembers my favorite things and knows exactly what to do or what get me to put a smile on my face.
Since I have been pregnant, I have received the special, gentle treatment. A massage here, and trip to get my nails done there. Since I have been working he helps with dishes, cooking and laundry, as well as other chores. We truly are a team. He thanks me for carrying his baby, and when I get a craving for a fudge-sickle, he brings home four boxes.
Today, I had a pretty hormonal pregnant lady day. This past week I am starting to feel very 7 months pregnant, especially emotionally. The time of Annabella’s arrival is quickly approaching and I must admit I am getting a little nervous. My everyday responsibilities are becoming too much, and very sweetly my dear Nathan has stepped in to bear the load where I cannot. I feel blessed to have such a wonderful husband, and I am excited to continue the many chapters in our life together.
