my awesome husband

last night, or this morning rather, at 2am i heard yen shuffling around in the kitchen putting something in the toaster oven. he does this sometimes, wakes up and realizes he's starving. i didn't think anything of it and tried to go back to sleep.

this afternoon he told me he woke up at 2am worried about my pushing a baby out. he was thinking, "man, she's going to need some pain medication for that." i'm so touched by his empathy. he's exactly what i need him to be right now. it helps when someone shares the worry with you, it takes some of it away.

this guy has two copies of a book entitled The Expectant Father. i've looked through it to see what it's telling new dads-to-be. it's a sort of month to month explanation of mood swings and body changes. it also addresses some of the common concerns that weigh heavy on new dads. y hasn't cracked the book once. and that's ok! i don't need him to be obsessed with all the ongoing changes to my body. i keep him abreast of that already (hey oh.) i need him to tell me i look pretty, take pictures of my growing bump, and share in the scariness that is to be my labor.