Friday, November 7, 2008

Ode to Husband

If I were at all poetic, I would write my wonderful husband a poem. My grandad is an excellent poet - he even wrote a very sweet poem that he read on our wedding day. We just asked him to pick something to read and left it up to him what he was going to say. We had no idea until after the wedding that he had penned the beautiful words he had spoken! He's always told us that he's going to write a book - I hope he does because he definitely has a way with words! He's also a Marine veteran. Semper Fi, Grandad!

On to my husband. I have to brag on him for a minute. So, I get up and start my day around 5:30am. Generally speaking, D gets up around 5:05 or 5:15. I get home between 4:30 and 5:00 and D usually walks in the door around 5:15. Our schedules are pretty similar, although it takes me a lot longer to get to work so he is actually at work longer than I am. He gets every other Friday off as part of a "Flex Day" program. I don't know why I'm going off on a tangent about his schedule since I'm sure you have better things to do than to read about the logistics of our day. My point is this: Yesterday, after getting home at 5pm, I crashed on the couch and virtually didn't move. I've been tired. Real tired. D went to Microsoft after work for a Playtest study and didn't get home until after 10pm. He "tucked me in", then went to the grocery store and bought a bunch of things I thought would come in handy over the next couple of weeks. Things like ginger snaps, hard cheese, chicken soup, saltines, grapes, apples, green olives (oh I've been craving these!), etc. I was asleep before he returned home.

I had planned to go to the store that evening while he was away, but after I got home and started a fire in the fireplace and plopped myself on the couch, I just didn't. It was raining hard outside and I drifted in and out of sleep. I just wanted to say that I think I have the best husband and that what he did for me by running to the store last night really meant a lot.

I'm going to go enjoy a Gala apple purchased by my loving husband last night.

On a side note, someone commented on my Facebook page telling me that D and I would be great parents and that our baby is going to be "SO cute" and I cried. These hormones are really something.

3 comments commented:

Melissa M said...

Your emotions will never be the same. After having a couple of kids, I'm the biggest sap ever. I cry when we watch a parade, go to Disneyland, have pictures taken, see a commercial (other that political, perscription drugs or beer). I'm a wreck! It is a good thing.

Mainly a midwife said...

What a sweetie he is....
And yea.. the hormones are quite something!
Oh...and I just have to say...ewww..to the green olives (LOL). But I don't like them when I'm not pregnant either...
I've been nauseous on and off. I'm pretty much addicted to eggs right now.

Diane said...

Very sweet husband. It makes a huge difference to have wonderful support.

Prepare to cry over everything for the next several years. Commercials, old commercials, neighbor's stories, dreams, other children.... lots of cryin' coming your way :)