This is me and my dad playing Monopoly after I lost my 12th tooth. My dad won the Monopoly game.
Someone was feeling left out of the whole 7 Days shebang. I figured I’d let him in the photo since he’s been pretty awesome lately. He waited on me hand-and-foot during my 16 weeks of morning sickness, and when the supposed-to-be-wonderful second trimester turned out to be anything but wonderful, he didn’t complain. And then this past week I kind of had a wee bit of a mental breakdown and he was patient as I tried to go three minutes without breaking down in tears.
Anyone who can deal with an overly-emotional out-of-commission pregnant wife for nine (probably ten) whole months should get some sort of award. (Almost as big as the one who actually has to be pregnant for nine (probably ten) months.)
But I guess that’s what the baby is, isn’t it? Definitely worth it.