32 Weeks: The Husband's Turn

While supporting

a pregnant wife, we the husbands tend

to struggle with questions like:

When will my opinion stop being the

source of all emotional breakdowns?

Why would we ever want to 

keep the placenta? (and then do

what with it!?!)

Why are the assigned produce for the size of

 our baby getting more exotic as 

the weeks go on?

Can I make it through this pregnancy

without seeing a birthing video that's

supposed to "prepare" me for

the "real thing"?

Do birthing classes HAVE to 

be three hours long. . . on a Saturday. . .

for six weeks?? (can't there

be an online course, for reals!?)

Despite our strong appearances,

you might be surprised to hear that we husbands

 fear the powerful hormones who

seemed to have taken control of our wives. 

So these questions commonly (and safely)

 go unanswered ;)

So without further ado, 

Here is our 32 week blog post

of a bunch of random thoughts I

have about our experiences with this

pregnancy. I am doing this completely on my

own, no questions asked! No pressure

on this "honey do" item from my beautiful wife! Nope,

not at all!

The Husband in all his splendor!

Now, normally we would spend about a

half an hour taking this picture

and then making sure it was just right. 

But, in the spirit of "being a man", 

I decided to go with the first picture

taken :)

Our amazing, active, healthy baby

girl is the size of a. . . Jicama. I think. 

Do we know what this is? Google it

and you'll find this!

Somebody's having triplets!

So she's pretty much vegetable size

from what we have to compare to.

Britt and I spend the majority of our

free time setting up her room

and picking out furniture for our little

Jicama. She will definitely have more drawer 

space for her clothes than Brittany and I combined

after her mother is done shopping, but better

safe then... well actually, we'll probably have

more drawer space then needed...

Still a work in progress

Brittany used to be a picky eater

but now she's a hungry picky eater.

The majority of our fights usually contain

the words "I don't feel like eating.." and 

"we had mac n' cheese yesterday". . . Needless

to say, we don't have crazy fights ;)

Back near week 28 or so I wasn't 

talking enough about baby stuff. I understand

Brittany's concerns, I had been pretty mute

about my feelings because I didn't know

how to express them! However, it's 

important to note that prior to Britt being Pregnant,

my emotional sound box hadn't been turned

up very high to begin with!

Brittany left to go to California for her

baby shower and from what I've seen and heard

it couldn't have gone better. Thank you to

all the wonderful women who helped my wife

feel special that day. 

I love my wife so much, but

when she left I thought all this free time

would mean freedom!

It turns out it sucks not to have your

wife home longer then 8 hours... It's been

six days and I have two more left and I'm

going to go crazy! Or suffer medical problems!

 I miss her so much!

Brittany will often forget simple

common sense things while we're talking. 

Bless her heart, she can't help it! She hates it, 

but I look forward to it. 

Brittany recently lost her voice from

a sickness that seemed to come and go

quickly thank goodness. Her voice was so low

and scratchy it was hard for me to pick it out among others.

Brittany thought it was weird, but I

loved it.

Confession: I've talked to our baby

when Brittany is asleep. Mostly small talk

and it gets a little one-sided, but I think it's

good for us both.

In all seriousness, Brittany and I have

been so blessed with the baby's health

and all of the support we've received from

friends and family. I can't help but feel like

God intended for us to be parents. We both

feel like it's a sacred privilege and I don't

think we could be more excited to have this

little girl come into the world. 

With Brittany being the trooper that she

is, she often won't ask for help. But I 

get to see what she really goes through and

it's humbling to me.

So to all her friends and

family who love her so perfectly and support

her so compassionately; I have nothing

but love and gratitude for you!

Some husbands are scared to have kids and some 

don't like to think about it. I think it's safe to say I'm

confident in mine and Brittany's combined abilities to

parent our children. We are weird sometimes and we

disagree sometimes, but man are we a team. 

I love you Britt! I hope this post makes the cut!