From my husband's mouth.

My sweet, sweet husband is quite the funny man.  If you know him personally you can attest to that fact.  Now, what he lacks is something called a filter, ya know, for your mouth.  The boy just says whatever comes to his mind.  Usually without thinking.  Which has made for some pretty interesting comments throughout this pregnancy.  Comments I will now begin to share with you, because, I mean, why not.

At this moment I can't think of every single absurd comment (Pregnancy brain).  Don't worry, I am going to start writing them down.  I can however, provide you with three Felipe originals.  Brace yourself folks, you are in for a treat.

It took us some time to finalize the details on Baby O's nursery.  We talked and talked and talked about what kind of crib we wanted, changing table vs. dresser, glider vs. rocker, you know, the usual.  At first we could not come to an agreement.  Which is when my husband turned to me and said, "Does she even need a crib?  Can't we just lay some blankets on the floor, put some pillows around her?  Or why can't we just bite the bullet and buy a twin bed?"  He wasn't joking.  He was serious.  I just looked at him and shook my head.  In case you are wondering, we have a crib.

Felipe and I go back and forth on what our days are going to look like once Baby O arrives.  The talks about chores and daily duties could go on for days, seriously.  One afternoon we started discussing a bath time routine.  My darling just responded, "Can't we just hose her down, ya know, like the car wash?"  Again, not joking.  I have yet to determine whether he says these things to shock me or to scare me into not asking him to do it.  Don't worry, he isn't getting away with any of this.

This past Friday I called Felipe after work and decided to pretend I had gone into labor.  He answers the phone and I immediately (In my most anxious tone) tell him that my water broke.  He proceeds to ask me the following: Am I sure?  Have I called the doctor?  Am I okay?  Am I driving? Am I joking, I must be joking.  After I assure him that I am not kidding and that I've called him before the doctor he says, "Ugh, this had to happen on a Friday night.  I was really looking forward to a relaxing evening.  Ya know, to have a beer, it's been a long week."  I'm sorry babe, this labor thing must be so inconvenient, for you.  I couldn't help but laugh, he must have known I was joking.  Hopefully.

Well, there you have it.  My husband the comedian.  Check back soon for more. 

xx