Elvis lives!

OK, so there's my handsome husband, Doug. He really does look like Elvis. Young Elvis. Pre-pill-poppin' Elvis. Except he's taller. And more handsome :)

I just have to give a shout out to the man on here. We've only been together since October of 2003. He's welcomed my 7 year old son with open arms, treating him as his own, taking him camping, taking him to Cub Scouts, etc. He's put up with my miserable pregnancy.......doing everything around the house: dishes, laundry, vacuuming......he even rubs my feet every night.

Not to mention that he has been sent to the barn quite a few times to take care of my horse, Romeo, when I haven't felt able. Oh, and he cleans out the dog kennel, too! Seriously, he's been such a wonderful husband, I feel truly blessed. And scared. I mean, I'm used to the assholes, ya know? The bad boys are the ones I always wanted and had to have. Now, here I am, married to not only a *nice* guy, but a nice guy with a college degree and a very nice job. I hit the lottery, folks! Oh-- and to put the icing on the cake-- I've NEVER had to clean a toilet since we've been together, bless his heart.

I gotta give him props...this pregnancy has been really hard on me.......BUT also, because it's been hard on me, it's been hard on him. He had to take over complete care of my son-- taking him to school, feeding him, getting him in bed at night, etc....during the first difficult months of my pregnancy when a trip to the bathroom was a feat in and of itself. He continued to work full time AND took over the entire household which included- in addition to my son, Gavin- 3 dogs and 1 horse. All without complaint. All without asking for anything in return. (OK, so I was baking his child in my belly, maybe that thought kept him going! LOL). As the pregnancy has progressed, I've felt better but I've gotten HUGE and developed some nasty habits. Like farting. All. night. long. And TOTALLY hogging the bed. He's 6'3". I'm 5'3". If he's lucky, he gets an 8 inch wide slice of our queen size bed. I think he only got up and slept on the couch once.

As I've said before, bless his heart.

If you're reading this, I love ya, hon! Thanks for putting up with me. Hopefully, only a few more days and then YOU can take care of Jaxon for 9 months!! Just kidding!! **Maybe! LOL!