The Sweet Husband

our first pregnancy

You really know you are aging when every time something happens to someone else, it reminds you of craziness in your own life.

My great niece is expecting her first baby, which will be my niece's first grandchild, a very important occasion for sure.

As I see the various posts about her pregnancy I started thinking about when I was pregnant with my youngest daughter.

Randy and I had been married a year when I got pregnant, I was 31 and he was 35, and we were really excited about having our baby.

During that whole year, and for the first 8 months of the pregnancy I was a very quiet, very agreeable, very happy young bride.

However, at 8 months I developed a stomach virus, just a 24 hour bug, but I was 8 months pregnant. As I lay with my fat self in the middle of the bathroom floor, he comes to the door and says, Honey, are you ok?

I don't know what came over me, but I screamed, Hell no, do I look ok to you? Does any sound coming out of this room resemble anything ok that you have ever fricking seen???

My sweet husband is a hot tempered man, but he didn't say a word, he just turned and went back into the living room.

As I walked out of the bathroom, I heard him on the telephone to his daddy, and said why don't ya'll just drop by here, but for God's sake, don't ask the crazy bitch if she's ok, she may kill you.