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My #1 Fan

Breathing Top 10 Ways my husband shows me he LOVES me:
10: He wakes me up in the morning by giving me a kiss.
9: He does the "man chores" around the house plus the dishes, the laundry, and the all household cleaning. (What do I do?  I'm in charge of emptying out the dishwasher when the dishes are clean! *smile*)
8: He makes dinner…and lunch, and breakfast on weekends.  Ok, basically he does ALL the cooking.
7: He fills up the gas tank in my car so I don't have to smell the fumes.
6: He wakes up early on weekends to tackle household chores that need to be done, and does them as quietly as possible so as to not disturb my slumber.
5: He never leaves our bedroom without giving me a goodbye kiss first.
4: He emails me with messages like "My day isn't complete when I don't hear your voice on the phone…" if I'm having a busy day at the office.
3: He reaches for my hand when we cross a street, and still holds my hand in the car.
2: He greets me with a hug when he comes home from work.
1: He tells me I'm beautiful and he loves me, everyday, many times a day, without fail.
How did I get so lucky and what do I do to show him I love him?  I write a blog about him and brag to the world about how incredibly wonderful he is and how much I appreciate him.
I am now 8 months pregnant, 143lbs, and am having serious trouble believing it's possible for me to get any bigger or heavier than this.  Seriously, I think I'm in Shamu's weight class now…and if I were more energetic I'd consider joining Sumo.  The only "bright side" about all this is that my increasing fatigue gave my physician the brilliant notion of writing me a doctor's note ordering me to take 1 day off every week.  Now I can legitimately use up all those sick days I have stored up.  Hurray for shorter work weeks!  Too bad I'll be too tired to actually do anything on my extra days off. =S
We've chosen our Doula and I love her already.  Allan's safety is now assured during labour, our Doula will make sure I don't go crazy & bite his head off or anything.  This was a very serious concern!  Our nursery is painted, the new curtains are up, the crib and change table/dresser are in the room waiting to be built, the stroller is here & ready to go…and there's a carseat base installed in the backseat of my car.  I guess this makes it all official…holy crap we're really having a baby!  Other than that, everything is going as a "normal" pregnancy should…meaning I'm not sleeping comfortably, eating questionably large amounts, exceedingly hormonal, and very eagerly awaiting the arrival of this angel so that I can be put out of my misery.
It's been 33 weeks…49 days to go…