My final nine month love note to my pregnant wife chronicling the pending arrival of our third and final child. The simultaneous beginning and end of an era.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
36 weeks
Today you were very emotional when I got home from work. Gavin had told you that you were the most beautiful woman in the world with a big tummy. I am pretty sure it made you sad even tho you kept telling the boys that you were crying happy tears. I didn't know what to say. You said you are sick of being sore all the time. I feel helpless that I can do nothing for you. The boys and I tried to help out by cleaning up. Gavin and Logan both made their beds and helped daddy clean downstairs. I got the vacuum out and got the stairs and main floor. I cleaned the main floor bathroom and the boys got the basement bathroom (I followed up to make it nice). I scrubbed the main floor toilet with a toothbrush to get everything the regular brush and rags can't reach. I hope tomorrow brings a happier mommy. I love you baby.
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