Sunday, July 12, 2009

17w6d - World's best husband

So, it's 3 am and I'm wide awake. I'm feeling cranky, tossing and turning, rolling over a million times in bed without being able to find a comfortable position. I adjust the pregnancy body pillow, sigh, and try again.

My husband wakes up from the commotion, gently strokes my back, and asks if I'm okay. I whine about my swollen hands and feet, the heartburn, the uterine pain and how restless I'm feeling. He says, "I wish I could do something to help you. I'll call NASA first thing in the morning and we can go live on the International Space Station." Aaah, weightlessness.

He cracks me up and always seems to know just what to say or do to make me feel better in an instant. I love him. His comment makes me think of the selfless, considerate man that I married. So I get up to write it down instead of staring at the wall. Someday, when the triplets are old enough to understand, I hope I can remember all of this:

I came home from work one day - during the first few weeks of the pregnancy - to find that he had spent his day off redesigning and raising our low platform bed to make it easier for me to get in and out as the pregnancy progresses. At the time, it didn't seem necessary, but now I'm incredibly thankful that I can just swing my feet over the edge of the bed to get up and not have to lift myself and three babies off the floor three times a night as I head to the bathroom.

Without any prompting from me, he replaced our missing stair railing to ensure that I could get down to the basement and back safely.

My husband bought a night light so I wouldn't bump into our bedroom furniture (or the wall!) during my nightly bathroom escapades.

He installed a new threshold over an uneven part where our hallway meets our bathroom floor, "because soon you won't be able to see your feet anymore and I don't want you stubbing your toes."

He is frantically working to finish renovating our 2nd bathroom, nursery, and guest room before the triplets arrive.

Ever since we heard that I'm pregnant and expecting triplets, he has taken over all of the cleaning duties in the house. Vacuuming, cleaning with chemicals, and basically anything I don't feel up to doing. He has never made me feel guilty, and although I often feel like I'm not contributing, he'd just say, "No, you're doing the most important thing. Growing our babies."

He helps to make dinner when I'm wiped out. When I was so nauseous somewhere between week 7 and 10 that I suddenly couldn't stand the smell of the dinner we were preparing, he retrieved a fan from our basement, opened the windows, and solved the problem.

There's much much more, but suffice it to say that he gets it. All of it. And more importantly, he gets me. Our kids are so fortunate to have him as a father.


truelifeofjess said...

Such a sweet man!! I think men forget that when we get pregnant they did it to us and need more help due to extra everything we are going thru!!

Anonymous said...

Wow, he sounds amazing. Amazingly thoughtful - he is going to make a great father.

Anonymous said...

Wow, what a husband! He sounds so thoughtful and so loving.
You're a lucky lady :)

Alyssa said...

wow that sounds amazing :)

K said...

I love reading stories like this. There are so many tales of shithead men out there (disguised as DHs) that give the good ones a bad rap. You and your babies are so fortunate to have this one.

Lorza said...

I promise I just started crying,. You are so very blessed to have such a considerate husband! God truely only gives us what we can handle. Obviously HE knew you could handle a triplet pregnancy with your husband's help.


mekate said...

He is the sweetest thing ever.

and you-- congratulations on your 18 weeks!!!!

Carrie said...

I am so glad he is taking great care of you! It is amazing how much being pregnant with trips has zapped my energy, too! I cannot believe how much help I need, especially with our daughter.

Your hubby sounds like he is anticipating your needs, and making you remember the most important thing you can do is the Baby Growing business.

Big hugs!

P.S. I can't believe how many times I roll over in bed, too, with my ten pillows. Not comfortable... how are we going to feel at 30 weeks? ;)

Anonymous said...

What's it caled "couvade" - something to that effect? Soon he'll be experiencing the same symptoms as you - so enjoy his nesting instincts while they last :).....
Lucky Girl though.....clapping for DH. :) Please send him to MS for lessons - even though MS is a superb daddy!

Nikki said...

Your DH sounds great! Sounds like he is going to make a great dad!

Chelle said...

What a thoughtful, thougthful hubby!

Tam said...

It sounds like he loves you (and your little 3) very much. What a sweet man!!

Hope you manage to get some decent sleep soon!!