A lot happened today and I will get into details later, but here is what happened by mid afternoon: I had a meltdown over contractions and H rubbed my back. He kept asking what I was really crying so much about, if I was in that much pain. I just told him he is my husband and is supposed to be my best friend, he is supposed to be there through sickness and health.
Eventually he left and I fell asleep. When I came downstairs he said, "I think I'm getting out of the military and going reserves so we don't have to move anymore. And I don't want to get deployed anymore"
Did I hear "we?"
Then he invited me to look at the flowers I planted and how they were blooming. Then he went to the front yard and worked on it. The baby and I just watched him. Eventually we came inside and he stayed there. He is still on a mission to fix everything in the house.
I mentioned that my dad can't wait to get here for the birth of the baby and also because he wants to tackle our yard (my dad has a green thumb). H said, "it would be nice if they could move in with us"
Huh.
So what now? I know I can't be overly enthusiastic. What do I do now?
Oh, I did a big 180 this morning. More on that later.
