How the heck else would you explain the husband that I got? I give a lot of credit to my mother in law. She's phenomenal and her kids are amazing people. I really couldn't ask for a better sister and brother in law. But her son, my husband? I may be biased but he's my favorite of the three.
This man has been more than just a rock in this whole baby baking experience. He's been at every ultrasound, he's asked the questions that I wouldn't have thought of until a week later, during the chaos of her birth, that was when I needed him the most and that's what I got. I really don't think I would have survived the last week without him by my side.
I know he feels stressed out. He feels that he isn't in control and really no one is. Well the baby is but we all know that ha! None of us like this situation, especially the fact that we can't control a damn thing about it. I can't make her consistently breath like a normal person does. If she wants to stop breathing and scare the shit out of us, there's nothing I can do. If she wants to ignore my boobs and just eat formula, Lord knows I will do all in my power to change her mind but she's a baby. No one can make her do anything. Wow, holy tangent much?
I have told my husband several times in these last few days that I appreciate him so much. That I couldn't have made it this far without him. My relationship with him has been tested with this pregnancy and delivery. If I had been with anyone else, I don't know that it would have stood the test. The stress levels, the blowups that were avoided by actually talking to each other, the feelings bubbling at the surface, all of these things, individually could make or break a marriage or relationship. Throw them all together and, well, good luck.
I guess I just want the world to know that I have the most amazing husband. I couldn't keep my sanity in this life without him by my side. I only hope that my friends and family all can find someone half as loving, exciting, open, trustworthy and hot. Oh yes, he's hot. (Sorry Fluffy, I don't want you traumatized about your brother)
I love you honey. Thank you for being you!
This man has been more than just a rock in this whole baby baking experience. He's been at every ultrasound, he's asked the questions that I wouldn't have thought of until a week later, during the chaos of her birth, that was when I needed him the most and that's what I got. I really don't think I would have survived the last week without him by my side.
I know he feels stressed out. He feels that he isn't in control and really no one is. Well the baby is but we all know that ha! None of us like this situation, especially the fact that we can't control a damn thing about it. I can't make her consistently breath like a normal person does. If she wants to stop breathing and scare the shit out of us, there's nothing I can do. If she wants to ignore my boobs and just eat formula, Lord knows I will do all in my power to change her mind but she's a baby. No one can make her do anything. Wow, holy tangent much?
I have told my husband several times in these last few days that I appreciate him so much. That I couldn't have made it this far without him. My relationship with him has been tested with this pregnancy and delivery. If I had been with anyone else, I don't know that it would have stood the test. The stress levels, the blowups that were avoided by actually talking to each other, the feelings bubbling at the surface, all of these things, individually could make or break a marriage or relationship. Throw them all together and, well, good luck.
I guess I just want the world to know that I have the most amazing husband. I couldn't keep my sanity in this life without him by my side. I only hope that my friends and family all can find someone half as loving, exciting, open, trustworthy and hot. Oh yes, he's hot. (Sorry Fluffy, I don't want you traumatized about your brother)
I love you honey. Thank you for being you!
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