Mr. D

I started this post several months ago, and thought I would post it. Mr D is still as wonderful as ever.

I just want to say how much I am in love with Mr. D. I couldn't ask for a better man. He does so many little things, like putting gas in my car, taking the library books back, making dinner, making breakfast for the kids so I can sleep a little longer.
Two weeks ago, he took me out on a date. He went to pick up the babysitter and came back with a dozen roses. At dinner that night, while we were waiting for our meal, he pulled out a bag that somehow he had kept hidden from me, and gave me a beautiful pearl necklace I had been eyeing for weeks. Then he helped me look at garden seeds, of all things, something he tolerates, but knows I love doing. What a sweetheart.

Now that I am officially HUGE pregnant, Mr. D still tells me that I am beautiful, and kisses me and holds me. He still looks at me the way he did when I was 6-10 sizes smaller, and I love him for it. I have a hard time with the size and the weight, especially in my face (there's no baby there!) but he assures me I am as beautiful as ever. I am so grateful for him and his love.

Mr. D lets me put my head on his shoulder each night to fall asleep.