WE'RE Pregnant?!

Hello again! It has been a while! In fact, since my last post, something huge has happened... We're expecting a baby! Our little fella is due to join us on 12/12/12! Crazy due date, huh?

So in light of the human that is growing in my belly, I was inspired to write.

You know what I despise?
When people (women) say "We're pregnant!"

I love my husband and I am so thankful and blessed to be starting a family with him. He is very supportive and has been great at indulging my cravings. He doesn't mind if dinner isn't cooked or if the house is dirty. He lets me cry when I'm super pregnant emo and doesn't get frustrated with me. He's okay with the fact that I won't cook red meat right now and he seems to be getting used to sharing the bed with me and my huge Snoogle pillow. He's not intimidated by the long list of honey-dos I've made him and I've never once heard him complain. He loves feeling our boy move and talks to him regularly. He's been working hard and saving money so that I can take 12 weeks off work. In a word, he's AMAZING.

But, he's not pregnant.

He wasn't nauseous for 9 weeks. He's been enjoying his adult beverages. His feet aren't swollen. He didn't have to have 2 of those wonderful sonograms where the probe DOESN'T go on your belly. He doesn't waddle. His clothes still fit him just fine. He has tons of energy. He doesn't have heartburn. He's not stopped up and he's not having random nosebleeds. He's not crying for NO reason.

He's not pregnant. I am.

And while he gets to skip out on all of the worst of it, he's also missing the best of it. He doesn't get to experience a baby boy growing and moving and changing in his belly. I do. And yes, I get uncomfortable and I hurt at times, but I'm experiencing the most incredible thing in life. God chose me to do this.

We are not pregnant. We are getting ready to start a family, and it is such an overwhelming but absolutely INCREDIBLE feeling.