Funny husband.

So yesterday was a rough day. Not really bad, but just overwhelming. By the time I got home from work, my patience and serenity (serenity? me? who am I kidding?) were totally gone. I started cooking beef tips and rice. All I did was spill some gravy and I lost it. Like...slammed the ladle down, walking away yelling about how I couldn't handle this and blah blah blah. Seriously, it was the emotions and hormones talking. Once I sat down with my dinner, I just started crying. And of course, my hubby cuddled up to me, kissed my cheek and forehead and told me I'm doing fine and it's going to be ok. He told me dinner turned out great. Anything to cheer me up. Then he looked at the tears in my eyes and said "stupid baby"....I have to admit, the way he said it was really funny. I said "Don't call our baby stupid!!" and he said "Excuse me. FRUSTRATING baby." That being said, I could not think of a more perfect man to 'handle' me during pregnancy. He knows exactly what to say and what to do at the right time. He makes me feel alot better when the house is a mess and I can't clean it because of my full time job. And sometimes, he surprises me by doing a little cleaning before I get home from work. I couldn't think of a more perfect man for me, and I can't wait to have a child with him. Hormones are just ca-razy right now, and for the next 7 months I'm sure! Oh baby.