I just thanked him for being patient with me as i sometimes can get ugly about certain things and have to apologize and than get to crying......seems like i cry even when i am just happy because he did something for me.(emotional hormones)
He picked up a pack of Vanilla Coke for me on his way home the other day because he thinks that packs of soda are "heavy." Bless his heart.
I know that a lot of women prefer not to be treated as if they can't do anything while pregnant, but I am going to live this one up.
I don't have to bring the garbage cans out on garbage day? Ok. I don't have to help you shovel the 12 inches of snow we just got? Ok.
Probably more of an UO, but hey I hate shoveling snow.
*TW Spoiler*
DD: Aug '16
10/2017: Twins confirmed with TTTS at 22 weeks. 10/10/17 Twin B passed after in utero placenta surgery 11/2/17 Twin A & B born 11/26/17: Twin A passed after 24 days fighting in the NICU Benched 6 months BFP: 6/28/18 MC:7/16/18 BO BFP: 10/2/18 EDD 6/15/18
I go from appreciative to ragey with DH a lot bless his soul. Most recently DD wrecked our living room, looked like a hurricane came through, and he cleaned it up when he got home from work before I got home from my parents. He also cooked dinner and cleaned the kitchen.
I just sent my DH a cheesy thank-you text this morning to let him know how much I appreciate him and everything he does. He has been working so hard to get the house ready for the baby; re-trimming and painting a room, building and putting together a ton of furniture both for our older kids and the baby, cleaning like a mad man... And most of all, putting up with me and my hormones.
Me: 25 DH: 28
Hubby's little boy - my wonderful step-son - born 5/23/10
BFP#1: 06/2010...my beautiful baby girl born 3/7/2011
BFP #2: 10/24/15...mc on 10/31/15
BFP #3: 11/27/15. EDD 8/6/16
"Success is going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm." -Winston Churchill
When I cook dinner at night, after we eat DH puts away the leftovers in the fridge. He will also make me a small leftover container for my lunch. The other night I made garlic noodles and chicken breasts and when I opened up my lunch container he had cut all the chicken into cubes for me. I appreciated it SO much. It was such a tiny thing, but I felt it was really thoughtful.
My DH has really been making an effort to be a "good pregnancy husband," and even though he isn't always sure what that entails (he mostly gets it: carrying heavy grocery bags, helping more with chores, rubbing my feet/back, etc), it's important to him to step up and do the right thing. I think what's important to me is that he cares and is trying -- that's half the battle, and there are some men out there who don't. Sometimes he talks about how he hopes that he is a good father and and hopes that he does the right things, and I tell him just the fact that he is thinking/worrying about that indicates that he will be a good father.
My hubby took off work today to drive up to our new house (3 hrs) because he doesn't think the contractors are getting work done without us up there to monitor them. I have to teach tomorrow, so he is making the trip solo to try to make sure the house will be ready for us when we move in next month. We were just up there last weekend and will probably be up there next weekend again, and I know he dislikes making the drive over and over. What a trooper.
Married May 2014 DD born August 2016 Baby #2 due December 2017
He's a terrrrible cook, but he's been cooking every night for the last few months because even still preparing food totally turns me off eating it / makes me sick to my stomach. And - he's eaten his own cooking without a word of complaint.
DH has been working so hard to get all of the projects done around the house before baby comes. New floors. New faucets. New tub. Plus he works 50-60 hours a week AND puts up with me and my crazy hormones. Love him!
I was able to telework yesterday but I swear having a busier day out and about helps with the crazy hormones!
After starting my daycare search yesterday and finding out about recent stories on abuse/neglect, I got all emotional and started crying. I texted DH freaking out about the thought of someone pinching our 3 mth old (this really happened at a nearby daycare) & leaving bruises. Then I cried some more because for a moment I thought about my pre-pregnant life and how different things are now (don't get me wrong, I cannot wait to meet my LO). And then I cried my eyes out feeling guilty for slightly missing my old self and felt bad for Peanut if she knew how I felt.
All around a hit fking mess, I know. He called me in the midst of all these self reflections asking if I was okay. I told him I'd be alright but I kept crying and couldn't stop!! I knew he had a long night at the office so I told him I'll be fine.
Half an hour later, I'm sitting on the couch crying holding a fking banana in my hand. Then all of the sudden, I hear keys rattling and our front door opens. There he is, like some kind of a superhero in the middle of the day.
He came home before his next event/meeting to spend that hour he has and brought drunken noodles from my fave thai place and a slice of cake (my current craving). I felt so bad but crying on his shoulders made things all better. I just have to say...he really is too good to me. I need to remember this more next time my raging hormones push him away. Ugh!
These are so sweet! I'm truly impressed by all of your DHs!
I am so grateful for my DH's constant desire to make sure I'm happy. I was feeling pretty isolated and just blah last weekend so he got his sister to babysit and took me into the city for a date night to our favorite restaurant in our old neighborhood. It was super sweet and much needed!
My DH is actually pretty awesome (though I have days when I can com plain too). He has been doing the cooking fir months, and us really sweet about going with my food aversions, which vary dat to day. He tells me all the time how much he loves me and my body, and he picks up and carries things for me. He just makes me feel loved.
I gave DH the grocery list today (he's been doing it all since I got pregnant). I told him to get kettle barbecue chips because my parents are coming this weekend to help with the nursery and we're grilling out on Saturday. Well I came home tonight after work and he bought those chips, but also bought the jalopeno ones (my favorite) without me asking. I thought it was sweet he thought of me. I'm very easy to please.
But since I got pregnant he has taken on more house work and the grocery shopping. Sometimes I feel self conscious with the weight I've gained and how different I look, but every day he tells me I'm beautiful. And he truly makes me feel like I am. I really appreciate everything he does for me.
we are all so thankful to have good man in our lives, we sometimes feel so overwhelmed that we can tend to forget just the little things they do for us and we need to be more thankful about it, i went to a funeral on Wed and it was my mom's best friend's husband whom died and they had many memories they shared it made me realize that i am grateful for the man i have in my life and God knows that he gave him to me to help me in life and cherish him as it could have been worse
Idk if this is bc of my hormones but lately I'm so paranoid something is going to happen to DH. We'd be having a great walk around the neighborhood, talking about whatever, and picking up our dog's poop and then all of the sudden, I feel like crying thinking, "imagine he was gone one day, what would I do? I'll miss these walks. What about the baby? Omg."
He tells me to enjoy and live in the moment but I keep thinking of the worst lately and am super protective of him. He wanted to go on a run at 9 PM albeit street lights and people still out and about (we live in the city), I told him I'd feel better if he ran the next morning. Aye aye aye. I didn't feel this way until ze baby. Hmm.
@AliKay20 I've been super paranoid about something happening to my DH too. Maybe it is the hormones. But I'm glad I'm not the only one who is having these thoughts. I couldn't imagine life without him.
@AliKay20@JournoGrl23 I have had nightmares of something happening to him or me and I get worried as well I get to crying and he always a sures me everything will be okay and that it's just a dream but I get paranoid about all our safeties
Mine has been amazing in so many ways..... I'm pretty much spoiled to begin with but at 21w & 3days I haven't cooked a single meal and have only washed dishes twice. He's such a blessing.
Re: Thoughful Thursday
I know that a lot of women prefer not to be treated as if they can't do anything while pregnant, but I am going to live this one up.
I don't have to bring the garbage cans out on garbage day? Ok. I don't have to help you shovel the 12 inches of snow we just got? Ok.
Probably more of an UO, but hey I hate shoveling snow.
DD: Aug '16
10/2017: Twins confirmed with TTTS at 22 weeks.
10/10/17 Twin B passed after in utero placenta surgery
11/2/17 Twin A & B born
11/26/17: Twin A passed after 24 days fighting in the NICU
Benched 6 months
BFP: 6/28/18 MC:7/16/18 BO
BFP: 10/2/18 EDD 6/15/18
The other night I made garlic noodles and chicken breasts and when I opened up my lunch container he had cut all the chicken into cubes for me. I appreciated it SO much. It was such a tiny thing, but I felt it was really thoughtful.
Married May 2014
DD born August 2016
Baby #2 due December 2017
He's a terrrrible cook, but he's been cooking every night for the last few months because even still preparing food totally turns me off eating it / makes me sick to my stomach. And - he's eaten his own cooking without a word of complaint.
After starting my daycare search yesterday and finding out about recent stories on abuse/neglect, I got all emotional and started crying. I texted DH freaking out about the thought of someone pinching our 3 mth old (this really happened at a nearby daycare) & leaving bruises. Then I cried some more because for a moment I thought about my pre-pregnant life and how different things are now (don't get me wrong, I cannot wait to meet my LO). And then I cried my eyes out feeling guilty for slightly missing my old self and felt bad for Peanut if she knew how I felt.
All around a hit fking mess, I know. He called me in the midst of all these self reflections asking if I was okay. I told him I'd be alright but I kept crying and couldn't stop!! I knew he had a long night at the office so I told him I'll be fine.
Half an hour later, I'm sitting on the couch crying holding a fking banana in my hand. Then all of the sudden, I hear keys rattling and our front door opens. There he is, like some kind of a superhero in the middle of the day.
He came home before his next event/meeting to spend that hour he has and brought drunken noodles from my fave thai place and a slice of cake (my current craving). I felt so bad but crying on his shoulders made things all better. I just have to say...he really is too good to me. I need to remember this more next time my raging hormones push him away. Ugh!
I am so grateful for my DH's constant desire to make sure I'm happy. I was feeling pretty isolated and just blah last weekend so he got his sister to babysit and took me into the city for a date night to our favorite restaurant in our old neighborhood. It was super sweet and much needed!
But since I got pregnant he has taken on more house work and the grocery shopping. Sometimes I feel self conscious with the weight I've gained and how different I look, but every day he tells me I'm beautiful. And he truly makes me feel like I am. I really appreciate everything he does for me.
Idk if this is bc of my hormones but lately I'm so paranoid something is going to happen to DH. We'd be having a great walk around the neighborhood, talking about whatever, and picking up our dog's poop and then all of the sudden, I feel like crying thinking, "imagine he was gone one day, what would I do? I'll miss these walks. What about the baby? Omg."
He tells me to enjoy and live in the moment but I keep thinking of the worst lately and am super protective of him. He wanted to go on a run at 9 PM albeit street lights and people still out and about (we live in the city), I told him I'd feel better if he ran the next morning. Aye aye aye. I didn't feel this way until ze baby. Hmm.