Monday, August 4, 2008


If anyone ever doubted it, let me just tell you that my husband is the sweetest man I know.

About an hour ago, I thought was dying. I was vomitting, fever, intense headache-the works. I come into our room because I didn't know what to do, I hurt so bad. I start babbling about the pain and puke and wanting to know where the drill was so I could relieve the pressure from my brain (and I was serious). John wakes up, takes me in his arms, and puts my head on his chest. And we laid there, him rubbing my temple and kissing the top of my head while I calmed down and the pain lessened.

If I had ever not felt complete love from him, this erased every speck of it.

In other news, I made blueberry muffins from scratch. They did not suck at all.

And I go in thursday for my background check for the shelter.

1 comment:

innerworking said...

you sound like me when I was PREGNANT... which took 12 test to finally come back positive... you shuld check again.