As you must be assuming: still no baby. At some point each day, I accept the fact that I won't be having a baby today. Sometimes the "acceptance" doesn't come without kicking and screaming. But I'm trying, with Brian's help, to appreciate that I am not in a lot of pain, and to set my heart on Wednesday's induction. That way anything sooner is a bonus. So Wednesday, Wednesday, Wednesday...
So speaking of Brian, I fear that I didn't do the greatest job of demonstrating my appreciation for him today. I really wasn't planning to be home, just the four of us, without a new baby and all the hoopla that comes with that. So I gave him a mediocore gift and we went to the pool and had dinner with friends. And he put up with me, not the most cheerful of wives today.
But as per usual, we had a nice day because of him. He let ME sleep in, he offered to take the kids to the pool alone (I decided to go along), and he ate cold cereal for breakfast and PB &J for lunch. He's always positive, doing more than his share, and talking me down off the ledge.
So thanks to my husband for being a wonderful Father. Sorry that I didn't give you a third child today as a little bonus gift, but soon enough. Katy and David already know what a good Dad they have, and Baby Boy will learn quickly.
Jack at 16
2 years ago
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Brian is a PEACH among dads. And he makes a mean PB&J, so that probably isn't too terrible. It is hard to appreciate anything when you hit yourself in the stomach with the bathroom door every time you go in there. It will improve shortly. :-)
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