So this pregnant girl has a confession…I have not been getting the necessary sleep I need lately! Because of this, I do believe that I have officially reverted to Crab of the Year!
You can ask the man who calls himself my husband. If he'll still have me!
He’d probably politely agree. Or roll his eyes and nod. The new lines that I frequently hear are…”Babe, go to sleep.” or "You may want to take a nap.” When it’s really bad all I get is…GO TO SLEEP!
The good news…he loves me so much that even when I get into a serious fit of crabbiness, he laughs uncontrollably. It’s probably not the best thing for him to do as it sends me into a spiral of anger. But he laughs in the face of danger. And at me…when he knows I just need rest.
For this and about 70 million other reasons, I’m lucky to have him. Thanks babe…for reminding me that I need to sleep. For helping me with things so I can sleep. Like the other day when I took a completely self-indulgent 2 hour nap that was absolutely glorious.
And for laughing at me…even when it might be hazardous to your health to do so.
P.S. Non-sleep related, but husband-related...this popped into my mind! When I mentioned that I had a rough day of Terrible Two’s with Owen on Friday…I meant it. So much so that my tear-filled phone call after battling Owen into his car seat...apparently was pretty a sad state of affairs. He found me that night snuggling neck-deep in my down comforter, watching countless episodes of One Tree Hill and eating chocolate bon-bons. (Ok...well all is true beside the bon-bons. Has anyone actually had those? I might settle for a Lindtz white chocolate truffle instead???) Anyway, Jer brought me a bouquet of tulips, a card telling me how much he loves me and a copy of the movie Life As we Know It. Just so I knew how much he appreciated me. Didn’t I tell you I was lucky?
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