Six years and two days.

>> Tuesday, December 29, 2009

It's amazing how different things look in the morning.


Freak out over.

Have I mentioned recently how lucky am I to have a partner like I do? We celebrated our six-year anniversary on Sunday by driving an hour and a half to Monteagle, Tennessee, to a restaurant Al Capone built for his mistress. Before we left we promised each other we'd drop the baby-convos for the night, but ten minutes into the drive we both had a hand on my stomach feeling her kick. It's pretty much impossible these days to focus on anything else.

Jason and I have been through a lot to get where we are. There's still so much, though, I don't know about what makes some relationships work and others fail. But I do know that I'm marrying someone who listens to me cry and rant and only makes me feel uplifted and supported. He runs me a bath when my back hurts and goes to the store to get me ice cream just because my pregnant-self wants some. And when he comes home from work and I'm freaking out about where the hell my life is going, he helps me remember that we don't have to figure it all out right now.

First, I'm going to have a baby.

P.S. She has the hiccups right now, and I can feel them all the way down to my butt. Hiccups in your butt, folks. The things they don't tell you.

5 comments:

JLavery December 29, 2009 at 6:25 AM  

You are indeed fortunate to have a partner who is considerate, loving, sensitive, confident, has a sense of humor, big-hearted, talented, and ambitious. He will be a loving father to my grandchild and a loving husband to my daughter. We are all lucky....and, no, none of us have to figure out our next steps in one day. WE are having a baby!!!!

Miss M December 29, 2009 at 8:14 AM  

You are very lucky to have such a wonderful beau, but it sounds like you already know that :)

I LOVED the hiccups in my belly! It is really cute when they are brand new and get them as well... You are going to have so much fun being a mommy!

WordGirl December 29, 2009 at 3:26 PM  

There must be something about guys named Jason. My husband (of the same name) went out to buy me Barq's root beer per my request during my first pregnancy. He couldn't find Barq's, so he bought every other kind of root beer - I think he came home with 6 different bottles of it. As long as you have his support and love, the rest of it will fall into place. Don't get me wrong, you'll still freak out about what's coming next, but you'll find you can think more clearly once the pregnancy hormones clear out and sleep deprivation is over (in about 6 months or so). As always, thanks for blogging in such an honest voice.

Mikaela December 29, 2009 at 5:16 PM  

I can't wait to have hiccups in my butt.

Wow, better tweet that sentence.

Teresa,  February 4, 2010 at 8:55 AM  

I'm excited for hiccups! And every day I tell my closest friends and family how lucky I am to have a partner who loves me so much. He has calmly rubbed my back while I sob for no apparent reason, brings me tasty snacks when I'm hungry, he even moves my legs while I sleep to keep them elevated. It's hard not to feel so very fortunate to have such a loving person in my life and to continue to build a family with him.

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