Stewart and I are approaching our two year wedding anniversary this weekend, which means that it will be seven whole years since we met and started dating. A lot of people talk about the "seven-year itch," which is a psychological term that suggests that happiness in a relationship declines after around year seven. Lucky for me, with every day that passes I seem to fall more and more in love with my husband.
Every morning now when we wake up, Stew immediately rolls over to touch my belly and ask, "Is he kicking?" He loves to feel Baby Boy move. He plays him music, talks to him, makes plans for the games they're going to play and the things he's going to teach him... I just never get tired of watching my husband turn into a daddy.
And the other night he said something that really made me giggle. We were laughing at Baby Boy squirming around in my belly, and all the sudden Stew exclaimed,
"Squeeze him out, I want to see him!"
He's just so excited to meet our precious darling. And as the clock ticks down, our anticipation is mounting on a daily basis...
Less than two months to go now!