true love.

I just have to brag on my amazing husband real quick. Our plan for the evening was to clean the house extremely well before Emma's arrival. After I finished sweeping & mopping the kitchen, I sat down on the bed to rest for a few minutes. All of the sudden, I started feeling nauseous and next thing I know I'm spending quality time with the shiny, clean toilet. At this point I became quite frustrated because I really wanted to finish cleaning, but I felt horrible. My sweet, loving husband insisted that I lay in bed while he finishes cleaning. So he has spent the last hour sweeping & mopping the bedroom, cleaning out airconditioning filters, and getting all of the dust off of our ceiling fans. I sure do love this guy.