OneSee that guy in the photo? I might have told you this before, but I'll just remind you that he is one incredible person. He has been so unbelievably patient and kind for the past month. He rubs my back, walks me to bed and tucks me in when he sees my eyelids droop by 9 every night, asks if I'm okay when he hears me engaged in conversation with the toilet, and gets me pretty much any food that I think I might be able to digest (even that Snickers ice cream bar, which he did not think I would digest... I still owe him a dollar for that one). He's been amazing. The night before last, after spending what felt like forever in the bathroom trying to talk my body out of being ill, I went and sat next to this man, my Jonathan, and burst into tears. I was so tired of feeling horrible 90% of every day, and so tired of being exhausted. And he hugged me and listened to me and let me curl up next to him and go to sleep. I love him.
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Anyone who has met our puppy, Olive, knows that she is... willful. She has that puppy spirit still, and she sometimes does things that seem designed to irritate (like yesterday's 4:30 wakeup call). But Olive is a lover. A few days ago, during an extended pep-talk with myself to not get sick while sitting on the bathroom floor, I decided to just lay down for a minute in the doorway between bathroom and living room. There was some space left in the doorway, and Olive immediately came over and laid down in that space right next to me. It brought tears to my eyes (though that's not really saying too much these days... thanks again, pregnancy hormones! What would I do without you?).
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