My husband doesn't read my blog, which in some ways is good. Changes are a comin' and instead of telling him (and scaring him) I will just write them here:
To My Darling Husband,
When this new baby comes, you are going to have to share your heart with another adorable being, just as special as our precious baby girl. You are also going to have to change the diaper genie for the first time ever, which I am positive is one of Dante's 9 circles of hell. There is nothing more putrid smelling than 4 days of poopy diapers shoved into a funnel.
It is truly moving to watch you gently carry a sleeping Kenzie from the truck into the house. In the following months, I will also be moved, watching you on the monitor at 1:30am trying to console our dear daughter who has woken up for no reason at all. Good luck falling back asleep.
You have always been a wonderful Dad to our children and our dogs. The time has come for you to take over the loving responsibility of changing our old dogs diapers, which are much more soaked and frequent than our children's ever were. Also, the 3am puking, which seasonally picks up in the Spring, will now be your glorious task.
There is no other person on this earth, that Kenzie is happier to see walk into the house. I absolutely
love, and admire, watching you play with our daughter. Teaching her to ski this young is amazing, and probably a necessity, since your shaky depth perception of our door frames have probably taken a toll on her. Remember to tuck the new baby into your body as you cross the threshold from room to room.
I love the way you love me. We aren't the most affectionate couple, but you make me feel loved every day by the little things you do, like picking me up a cold treat on your way home from work. If you even think about eating my ice cream cookie sandwiches after this baby is born, I will break your knees in your sleep.
With Love Always,
Your Loving Wife
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