Let Me Tell You...

First off...I have to say that in the entirety of this blog, I just found out that there have been 65 total posts. For those of you counting, 64 have come from Lindsay, and 1 from yours truly...I have to admit that I'm a little embarrassed about not being more proactive about relaying more to you, the reader, about how I'm holding up...I mean...let's be honest...I'm having this baby too...John has feelings...I'm not just a lovable robot. Ok, that's a lie...Lindsay is having this baby...I do have feelings, but my wife's come first, and I'm actually a human being...no metal in this body (although I do get plenty of Iron from my intake of beans). Lindsay is just a hair over 27 weeks pregnant, and I can't begin to describe how amazingly stoic she has been throughout this whole thing. I feel like just yesterday she hit me with the news and the adorable "Made in Portland" onesie...and now....BOOM...pregnant belly...I mean pregnant...she's resting bowls on herself people!! INSTEAD... of using a table.......talented?? I think so :) From morning to until the time she goes to sleep, she is in pain. She wakes up multiple times during the night to pee (sorry babe), and then repeats the grueling process again...managing to endure the daily horror that is her job, comes home with a smile on her face and dinner ready for me when I get home (although tonight we ate Jack in the Box which was f-ing bomb)...and on top of that...more peeing. This girl pees...my GOD, does she pee....ALL...THE...TIME. Let's be honest...Lindsay may be just under 5'4", but the girl is tough. I'm a strong person...physically, mentally...in every way possible, pretty much....but no way in HELL, could I do what she does every day. Constant pain? Some food not sounding good? Horrible sleep? A very questionable bladder? HAH...no...THANK YOU. I make it a point, probably every day I hope, to tell her how strong I think she is, and how grateful I am that she's carrying our baby for us...and I hope she knows that I mean it every day. She has been so incredibly selfless, warm, loving, kind, and motherly in a time where she could've very well be selfish, cold, unloving, and rude...but for all of you who know Lindsay, you aren't surprised one bit that she's been the person I just described above (the loving one....NOT the selfish beyotch). It's easy to tell all of you that she is the stronger of the two of us...no contest (although if I held her forehead with the palm of my hand and my arm outstretched, there's not much she could do)...she is the life, love, and glue of this marriage and I couldn't think of anyone better to be carrying our child. I can't wait for her to hold our little guy in her arms, and see her evolve into the type of parent I know she'll be..........................................and I'm awesome too