i know i am prego and all, so this may sound emotionally charged.
and that is ok by me.

just want you to know that i appreciate that you just brought me taco bell.
and i didn’t even have to tell you what i wanted.

i love that you rubbed my feet for over an hour the other day, just because.

i appreciate that you are so patient with all of my recent murmurings
about this new alien body,
and still tell me how beautiful you think it is.

i appreciate that you are taking the day off tomorrow so that we can go see our little apple on the big screen tomorrow for the first time.
[yes, mom. i have apples and i will take the picha.]

i love that you still get excited to see me,
even though i am sometimes {of late} a complaining mess of lame.

and furthermore,
i will appreciate when you come home tonight,
if you are ok with a less than meal-planned pasta nite…

this is why God wants men to marry women.
cause when i am not on my game, you always are.

thanks,

~m