I want to take this time and publicly thank you for everything you have been doing from the moment we found out I was pregnant till the day I gave birth to our son Ethan.
It all began that very first day I started getting morning sickness. You patiently woke up with me throughout every stomach pain and nausea.
You cared for me tremendously when I officially hated (your favorite supermarket) lol. You bought only a few things and threw away the boxes or crossed out the name trader joes with a black marker just to make me happy.
You cleaned our apartment practically every day because of the neat freak that I am. You cooked, washed the dishes, took me to work every morning at 9am and picked me up at 5pm. Not once did you let me take the train alone (well maybe once when you were sick lol).
Finally the big day arrived (1/16/2012). You were so patient and calm and not once did you loose your temper with me. (even when I punched you several times due to the pain lolol) (the funny labor story will come soon)
After 38 1/2 weeks, Ethan finally arrived. You have not once left me alone to feed him, change him, bathe him, clothe him,etc.
At night he cries and cries and so that I may rest for just a bit, you take him outside and put him to sleep. So while I sleep two hours, you're probably only sleeping 30 minutes.
You are my hero!
The greatest husband on earth!
I could not have done any of this without your help.
I love you with all of my heart and I thank God for bringing a husband and father like you into our lives.