I've known Robin for almost 11 years now. Tomorrow, we will have been married for 5 of those years. /boggles
What a crazy, wonderful 5 years it's been! While we've always known we wanted kids, I'm grateful that I've had these 5 years to enjoy just being with him. We haven't traveled extensively or anything, but I do feel like we've really lived these past 5 years. Of course, I'll probably think, after the mouse is born, that "how could we have lived before this baby came?"
Robin's been especially supportive and amazing these past 2 weeks, as I've grown increasingly bigger, more uncomfortable, and emotional. He's moved his schedule around so that he can drop me off at the train in the morning, and pick me up in the afternoon. As I've become less and less mobile (I am apparently one of the lucky women with especially bad pelvic pain), he has, without a word of complaint, picked up most of the housework, retrieved dropped items (a common occurrence as I get more and more clumsy)... he even helps me roll over and get out of bed. But most importantly, he makes me feel so much better on the days I get discouraged and upset at the line of random people who, upon seeing me, ask if I'm due next week. (I have 5 more weeks to go!) I might come home feeling huge, uncomfortable, and irritated, but by the time I go to bed, he always makes me feel beautiful and happy.
I hope the mouse grows up knowing what a lucky guy he is, to have Robin for a dad.