The love and support of a good man

I just wanted to praise my husband in this post.  He has put up with my randomness during this pregnancy really well.  I remember one day in particular he was ultra amazing and realized how hard on my body pregnancies are.  We were showering together and we usually have complete conversations together, well he is always making me laugh or just goofing around.  So i started off full fledge laughing which turned into full fledged bawling.  My husband (this being his first child, and pregnancy) was kinda caught off guard.  That didn't stop him from asking what was the matter, and hugging me. My answer was I don't know. lol.  Because if you have ever gone through a pregnancy before, you know that you can cry over the slightest thing, a sappy commercial.  Someone doing something nice for you. Just anything. 
Now over my last 6 months of pregnancy he never dissapoints. He is constantly telling me how beautiful I am, and going out of his way to make every day easier.  Even though I tend to make them harder with the chaotic hormones coursing through my body.  There was one day earlier in my pregnancy he was at a loss of words and was like "i just dont know what to say to you." That was due to my random reactions to everything.
Recently I was pretty sick with a special special cold and I was never out of gingerale or anything that could comfort me, because being pregnant, well YOU CANNOT DO ANYTHING OR HAVE ANYTHING. As if you dont feel like the 9+ months are long enough. lol   But the sweetest part he got sick right after me and wouldnt take any medication because I couldn't.   I have never met a more selfless person in my entire life, and am reassured everyday that he is my soulmate.  I was never complete until I met him, and then I married him. He was the missing piece to my almost whole heart. Up until now it was shared between him and my son.  Now as we venture down this new path life has taken us, our little fella thats brewing has already taken up the remaining piece of my heart, and I can't wait till we get to meet him.  We also have this debate about who he will look more like.  My other son looks so much like me its ridiculous and I have even had a woman stop and ask me if i was his mother when he wasnt with me.  I have a dominant gene, but so does he.  All in all i hope he has my husbands eyes,  they are the window to his beautiful soul.  They change colors with his moods and the first time I looked into them, I knew I was home.

Now I will apologize for my sappiness but its definately how I feel. I have the most amazing family ever, and most people can't find the love that we share, so I find myself very lucky and grateful