.... I love love love my husband. If you'd like to be re-visit my other ode to hubby posts go here and here :)
Ugghhhh yesterday was just NOT a good day for me. If there is any truth in that pregnancy glow, it sure wasn't with me yesterday. More like pregnancy green. As in I'm quite sure my face was green all day. After my traumatic shower experience, it just didn't get much better. I'll spare you from details.
Hubs is going through some pretty strenuous training and hardly gets a moment to himself. Clearly he's gone learning Army stuff all day long with a very short lunch break, but then comes home and is doing homework/studying/paper writing with just a break for dinner, then goes to bed. So imagine my guilt, when yesterday I could barely pull myself together to relieve my ever insistent bladder, never mind cook dinner.
Not only does he not complain a bit about any of this... but yesterday he stops by the store to pick me up all kinds of sick girl goodies. You know... ginger ale, saltines, lemon heads (I heard sucking on a lemon flavored hard candy helps). Then came home and heated up (there's gotta be a better way to say that...grrrr) leftover lasagna from the night before, and even kissed my disgusting self! Plus, he refuses to let me feel a second of guilt, reassuring me of how hard I'm working.
Love. That. Man. And one day, when this nauseousness eases up, he will eat like a king again :)
I swear I'm not looking for sympathy comments, so please don't feel like you have to leave them. Really, there's just nothing else going on in my life at them moment, sooooo guess what you get to here about :) And I really do look forward to blogging about more positive aspects... promise!