"you will be one of those glowing pregnant women, a born-to-be mother..." My friends mummered in agreement and I lit up, thinking of when that time comes, when it is the right time, and how excited we will be. Until that time, I am excited for her, hoping that she can get her head around the concept of being a mother.
I look at my husband and realize that this love is greater than it has ever been. I am back on cloud nine everytime he touches me, or even smiles my way. In seven more years I want to feel more than this, if that is even possible.
I made the best decision of my life almost a year ago. And I keep choosing him, us, and any little children that we may be blessed with in the future; but most of all, us. Always us.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Video games relax him; they help him unwind; playing video games is one of his favorite hobbies.
So when he mentions that he can get in a couple of games before our dinner company arrives, I sigh and whine.
He says, "how about the first person to the family room gets control of the television?" He smiles whistfully.
I never agree but five minutes into our next, and separate, conversation, he jumps up from the bed and begins laughing while running for the door. It takes me a second to process just exactly what my husband is up to, but when I finally do, I am able to catch him at the bedroom door. He shakes free of me, opens the door and bolts for the family room.
I run beside him and when we reach the family room, I leap over the couch and grab the remotes while he slides onto the carpeted floor and presses the power button on his ps3. He cackles in victory, but as I slide from the couch to the floor, he realizes he doesn't have the ps3 controller. I giggle as I push the controller away from his grasp. He strattles me and tries to pin me down but every time he reaches for the controller, I manage to wiggle free and tickle his armpits. After several episodes like this, he manages to obtain the coveted controller and raises it high above his head in triumph.
Little does he know that I still have the remote to the system. I press the button to power it down. Lucky for him, he intercepts just in time.
We continue laughing; him still sitting on me, until I give in and let him play.
So when he mentions that he can get in a couple of games before our dinner company arrives, I sigh and whine.
He says, "how about the first person to the family room gets control of the television?" He smiles whistfully.
I never agree but five minutes into our next, and separate, conversation, he jumps up from the bed and begins laughing while running for the door. It takes me a second to process just exactly what my husband is up to, but when I finally do, I am able to catch him at the bedroom door. He shakes free of me, opens the door and bolts for the family room.
I run beside him and when we reach the family room, I leap over the couch and grab the remotes while he slides onto the carpeted floor and presses the power button on his ps3. He cackles in victory, but as I slide from the couch to the floor, he realizes he doesn't have the ps3 controller. I giggle as I push the controller away from his grasp. He strattles me and tries to pin me down but every time he reaches for the controller, I manage to wiggle free and tickle his armpits. After several episodes like this, he manages to obtain the coveted controller and raises it high above his head in triumph.
Little does he know that I still have the remote to the system. I press the button to power it down. Lucky for him, he intercepts just in time.
We continue laughing; him still sitting on me, until I give in and let him play.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Luau Punch
Love is...
...I am impressed with your tramp skills...I laugh as I say it to my friend because I think my comment is so clever. He has just been flipping on the trampoline.
Then, overhearing my comment, Bryan says, "I am always proud to call you my wife, but sometimes, there just aren't any words!"
...I am impressed with your tramp skills...I laugh as I say it to my friend because I think my comment is so clever. He has just been flipping on the trampoline.
Then, overhearing my comment, Bryan says, "I am always proud to call you my wife, but sometimes, there just aren't any words!"
Knee High Boots
Love is...
I tell him the ugliest things about me.
He is the only one who sees me cry.
He can't wait to have a family with me. He says I will be the greatest mom.
I tell him the ugliest things about me.
He is the only one who sees me cry.
He can't wait to have a family with me. He says I will be the greatest mom.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Volcano Eruption
Love is...
"God! We are such great friends!" my husband exclaims. All because I told him that the placement of the happy birthday candles were perfect. Perfect.
"God! We are such great friends!" my husband exclaims. All because I told him that the placement of the happy birthday candles were perfect. Perfect.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Dental work
Love is...
Setting my alarm to wake him at 2:15a.m. so that he isn't late for work...
And, getting a 6:30 wake up call because he was worried I didn't reset my alarm.
Setting my alarm to wake him at 2:15a.m. so that he isn't late for work...
And, getting a 6:30 wake up call because he was worried I didn't reset my alarm.
Friday, April 02, 2010
relax
It hit me like a bus. I am two weeks late, but that pink line keeps eluding me. And all at once today, my bloodwork comes back negative (but I'm healthy) and a dear friend tells me she is now pregnant. I am so riddled with jealousy and saddness that I can hardly move. And here I thought I was above that...
I was doing so well concentrating on other things, but we both want it so badly now.
When his aunt died in January, I thought maybe, just maybe, I would prove to be pregnant and prove the circle of life. His sister was.
Now, two weeks late and almost sure I am. B had a dream about it, but she is instead.
Just breathe...in and out...close your eyes and repeat after me...
I was doing so well concentrating on other things, but we both want it so badly now.
When his aunt died in January, I thought maybe, just maybe, I would prove to be pregnant and prove the circle of life. His sister was.
Now, two weeks late and almost sure I am. B had a dream about it, but she is instead.
Just breathe...in and out...close your eyes and repeat after me...
Monday, March 15, 2010
Take Your Temperature
He woke up this morning just enough to tell me his dream as I was getting ready to leave for work:
A doctor confirmed that I was pregnant, had been for some time, and we both were shocked. He said the look on my face was pure elation.
Then, hours later, my husband sends me a message: "I have a good feeling about us having a baby" and "I love you!"
I cry. But this time it's not sadness.
A doctor confirmed that I was pregnant, had been for some time, and we both were shocked. He said the look on my face was pure elation.
Then, hours later, my husband sends me a message: "I have a good feeling about us having a baby" and "I love you!"
I cry. But this time it's not sadness.
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