I am remembering my goal to be more grateful this year. So instead of posting something that will essentially make me re-mad about something that happened before, I will post something I'm thankful for.
I will move on and try to forgive and forget my hurt.
Today (and most days) I am thankful for my hubby. He has been nothing but encouraging throughout this pregnancy. And he somehow knows all of the right things to say when I talk about how giant I look/feel.
|Left: Month 1 (the night we found out I was pregnant) Right: This morning.|
Over the course of our relationship he has seen me at my thinnest weight (of my adult years), and at my heaviest. He has never once said anything negative or demeaning.
And lately, I have needed his positive words more than ever. I do not feel cute pregnant.
So thank you, husband. I am so grateful God has brought you to me. You perfectly offset my crazy, when I need you to.