Brian was looking through old pictures recently. He found one of me, HUGE, at 32 weeks pregnant with Asher, posing in front of a completely ready nursery. Pictures hung, clothes washed. Ready.
Sunday night he looks at me and says, "Man, you're getting big. Hey, do we have everything we need for a baby, anyway?"
To which I replied, "Um, yeah, I think so. It's just all in boxes everywhere. But I think it's all there."
That's the way it goes with a third baby, ya'll.
Happy Wednesday.
3 comments:
I think I might have taken offense to the "You're getting big" comment. No matter how big you are getting!
If it had been anybody but Brian, I totally would have. But I know the spirit in which it was intended from him, so he's off the hook. =)
LOL, yeah with the third your happy if you have an empty drawer, some diapers and a little bit of free couch space.
Steff
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