Friday, August 31, 2012

My husband

Today I am feeling all lovey-dovey and sentimental. It may be because of pregnancy hormones or it might just be because of how I woke up this morning...

Because I woke up next to my prince charming. He rolled over and without even opening his eyes he managed to land a perfectly gentle kiss right on my forehead. He then wrapped his arms around my ginormous belly and held me while we told each other about our dreams--- I'm not sure when this became part of our morning ritual, but everyday we spend at least twenty minutes in bed just talking about our dreams. It's the perfect way to wake up (or fall back to sleep if you aren't careful). 

My dreams were crazy and one of them included me running the 800 at my old high school track. I won the race but woke up completely exhausted. 

Rob dreamt about our Gideon. He dreamt that I had given birth and that Gideon was tiny and perfect and lovely. I seriously almost cried as Rob described how much he loved our baby and how much he wanted him to come. He is gonna be the best daddy ever. 

Since I'm feeling all twitterpated I'm going to share a couple of things that I didn't know I loved about Rob when we got married

-He is very particular about his socks. They have to be the right height, thickness, and weight. He has a different pair of socks that he prefers for almost every pair of shoes. You may think that this is frustrating (and sometimes it is) but lately it's become an adorable quirk that I love.

-He cannot eat food plain. I don't know if it's because I took him out of his bachelor/experimental food  years too early or if it's a result of burning off his taste buds with hot peppers but this boy cannot just have a simple meal. Case in point: Chicken Nuggets

I came into the kitchen Sunday afternoon just after he had finished off a plate of chicken nuggets and 
this is what I saw

Yes. He is holding a bottle of Tabasco. Yes. There is a bottle of Honey Ray's BBQ Sauce on the table. And a bottle of Balsamic Vinegar. And a bottle of Red Taco Sauce. And a jar of peanut butter. 

OK, so I had left the peanut butter out from making a sandwich BUT he really did use all the rest of that stuff on his chicken nuggets. At the same time. And I'm pretty sure that if we had had any Ranch that would have been on the table as well. 

Why do I love this about my husband?? I have no idea. It just makes me smile. 

-He is amazingly talented with music. Now, I knew this before we got married but I did not realize how it would translate into our everyday lives. Sometimes while I'm cooking or reading or just laying there like a beached whale he will pick up the violin and just start playing. Often times he looks up songs that I love and then learns to play them by ear. He's romantic like that. 

-When he works on projects around the house he talks to himself. Not just little mumbles---full on conversations. I get to hear the exact process of problem solving that he goes through as he fixes our things and beautifies our home. It's kind of neat to see how his brain works and it makes me feel involved even though I'm not doing anything.

I hope he doesn't hate me for sharing all of these details with you. I just wanted to document some of the surprising and lovable things I've learned about my husband since we've started our life together. 


  1. I remember waking up in the morning and just lying there sharing dreams. Now first thing I do every morning is get kids who are banging on their bedroom door. Kids are great, and come with all sorts of other great blessings, but enjoy this time before you have their demands.