and apologize to my husband, Patrick. Who is the kindest and sweetest hubby ever.
Who got up at 4 am to make me deviled eggs because I can't stand the smell but Peanut REALLY wanted some, very very very badly. I never had a craving anywhere close to this craving when I was pregnant with Bronte. I Love you and aren't you glad the hard boiled eggs were already cooked. Thank you very much.
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You're welcome, sweetie. I love you.
There is just no accounting for pregnant stuff. Try to enjoy and relax...you'll get yours soon enough. Lucky you have such a sweet husband. I changed every single diaper as I recall. But in defense of the dad, he could have been away at war or on alert or flying 24hrs in a row. He even had to sleep on occasion. Whatever. Also, you may be able to con B into going for diapers and such. You will be amazed at the amount of help you will find this to be.
Great now I MUST have deviled eggs. I'm also slightly astounded that P. knew how to make them...
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