Out of the mouth of husbands

More accurately, out of the mouth of my husband.  Oh, the things he says.  As I told my best friends in an e-mail, it is a good thing I don't have self esteem issues.  :)

Scene: Matt has just returned from being gone for a five day ski trip.
Matt: Your belly is bigger since I left.  I can tell.
Me:  Why, yes it is.  It has grown all of one centimeter.  You are so astute!

Scene:  I am changing for bed the day after Matt has returned from his ski trip.
Matt (in a tone that is somewhere between embarrassed and repulsed):  Holy cow, your belly is huge.
(Side note: my belly is actually not huge for how far along I am... I measure completely normally, but most people comment that my belly is small... then again, they don't see it in all of its veiny, outie belly button glory!)

Scene:  Laying in bed chatting a day or two later.
Me:  I think it's hilarious that you are so scared or turned off by my belly and find me so unattractive right now.  I like to tell people.  It's funny.
Matt:  Why do you tell people that?  That's not true.  I don't find you unattractive.
Me:  Well, you certainly don't tell me otherwise.
Matt:  {crickets} ... moments later...  At least you haven't gotten fat!

He sure knows how to make a girl feel good.  ;)  Now, if you don't know my husband, you will think he is the meanest, worst husband ever.  Thankfully, we have a pretty open relationship, and he knows when something will hurt my feelings and when it won't.  I literally taunt him with my belly.  Bless his heart, he just does not think it's cute.  I wish he loved my pregnant belly and found me irresistable at the moment, but it's just not his thing and that's okay.  I am glad to know he at least doesn't think I've gotten fat!  However, I will also tell you this story to redeem the conversations above.

We were out to dinner on Friday evening and got on the topic of the fact that we're about to be parents.  He has said on more than one occassion that he wishes Greer would be here even sooner, but he hasn't really elaborated on why he feels that way.  He proceeded to tell me how he cannot wait for her to be born and he just wants to raise kids... all the time he spends watching TV, playing on his phone, or reading he'd so much rather be spending being a dad.  (I told him he may wish for lazy days watching TV and playing dumb games on his phone soon enough!)  He said that the nine month wait has been way too long, not to mention the waiting we had to do to get pregnant.  He also said that he's ready to start the process for #2 as soon as possible!  God help me.  Ha!  I think I need and deserve a break.  :)  If God blesses us with a miracle without assistance, then so be it.  I would be THRILLED.  But, I don't think I'm ready to go through the whole IVF process again any time in the near future... especially considering #2 could easily end up being #2 and #3.  :)  At least I know that he's not so turned off by me being pregnant that he doesn't want me to be pregnant again!

I just cannot wait to see him hold her for the first time.  I know he is going to be so in love, and I am sure I will never have loved him more than in that moment.  He has such a tough exterior, but he has the softest heart when he lets it show.  And, I know that no one will be able to bring that out of him like his daughter.  Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it.  Obviously, I would never choose to experience the heartache of infertility, but I truly think it makes all of this that much sweeter.  We know better than to take this for granted.  God is good, and His timing is perfect.