Hello Andrew. It's me--crazy, hormonal pregnant lady.
I've turned into the closest resemblance of a impatient grouch possible. I can fly off the hat at nothing...the drop of a pin. Cry over peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Scream in the empty house to let out frustration. Let my tongue slip and say yucky things to people I love (Andrew!).
Pregnancy may be beautiful in some ways, but from this perspective, it's hideous--my husband agrees! No, seriously...hormones are raging and so are my emotions. From lovey dovey to depressed to ADD excited to furious. Amazing what a 3 inch fetus can do!
So to my sweet husband...who went to the store for me, endured my tantrum, my meanness, my crying, and basically acting like a 4 year old....I LOVE YOU...and you must really love me! You WILL get your wife back. I promise! Thanks for cooking, going to the grocery store, putting up our new television, and buying me flowers to make my bad night better. I am beyond lucky. I am blessed!
You may think that I'm talking foolish
You've heard that I'm wild & I'm free
You may wonder how I can promise you now
This love that I feel for you always will be
You're not this time that I'm killing
I'm no longer one of those guys
As sure as I live this love that I give
Is gonna be yours till the day that I die -- oh baby
Im gonna love you forever, forever & ever amen
As long as old men sit & talk about the weather
As long as old women sit & talk about old men
If you wonder how long Ill be faithfull
Ill be happy to tell you again
Im gonna love you forever & ever, forever & ever amen
Sorry for the mushy post, but he deserved it. I love you, hun!