Not to brag… April 11, 2008

I remember a song, something along the lines of “sister don’t brag about your man, ’cause all the other women are gonna be interested…” Terrible summary of the lyrics, I know, and in general great advise, but my husband totally made my day, and I just can’t help but brag, he’s pretty wonderful…

I had just gotten home from my latest Dr. Appointment, and B asked, “So how’s our daughter?”
Me: “Great! But I gained 10 lbs. this month!!!”

And do you know what he did? He perked up, flashed me a huge smile, and said, “Good!”

I almost started crying, in the good way us prego-crazies do, and then I accused him of slipping sugar into everything I was eating, just like Hal did to Lois on an episode of Malcolm In The Middle, ’cause he liked her ever-broadening hind-side…

Anyway, it was THE BEST thing a man could ever say to his pregnant wife. A LOT better than, “Well, you better start working out again…” or “I told you not to eat so much ice-cream,” or other common pre-natal blunders that guarantee a lot of crying and not so much married “fun” time.