My husband likes to recycle. I jokingly try to convince him he needs to get me some diamonds for having his baby. He tells me that some of the small ones in my engagement ring or wedding band count.
I have been avoiding discussing Valentine's Day with him because I fear it will lead to more sugary sweets in our house and I have gained 6.5 lbs in 2 weeks and there are more brownie bites and cupcakes to be eaten.
Last night he said, "So Olive Garden is going to be our Valentine's Day dinner?" I think we have like $95 in gift cards to Olive Garden. People know we love the Garden. I told him that I really don't care about Valentine's Day this year. We have been so lazy with the holidays lately but buying a house, moving, and making a person takes it out of you. Plus our birthdays and Christmas and Valentine's Day are so close together we get tired of buying each other stuff. Hubby was so sweet and after his 10 hour work day on my birthday stopped and got me flowers. The flowers are still looking good so he recycled and said the roses in the boquet were for Valentine's Day which I am totally ok with.
So do you feel bad for me now? Have I depressed you? This is what happens after being married for a year and are pregnant. You stop buying each other presents.
We are friends with a couple that has rules about looking good for each other and they eluded to something about not going to the bathroom in front of each other or something. She jokingly said something about being a stay at home mom and said, "I promise I won't get fat." Uh, I'm sorry but I like knowing if I get fat my husband will still love me. I want to get back to pre baby weight after the baby comes for myself and for him but he doesn't care. I wonder if they are going to get botox and facelifts too. "I promise I won't get wrinkles." Ugh! Gag me!