It's day three of my Ten Days of Thankful series; every day from now until Thanksgiving I'll post about something I'm thankful for - I'd love for you to join me!
Today I am thankful for Ben.
I love him and he makes me laugh and I could talk for ages about how he's the perfect match for me, but the way he's stepped up during this pregnancy has been incredible.
When I think about the first trimester all I think is "survival." Between being sick, having no energy, and my anxiety that I was going to miscarry at any moment (I even had dreams about it and would wake up panicked), it was honestly just about getting through it.
Ben has been a champ.
I can't tell you how many times he's woken up to the sound of me throwing up (nice, right?) and he checks on me, gets me water (or a hair tie if I didn't have time to grab one), and then indulge my ridiculous after being sick cravings, like a bacon, egg, and cheese bagel from McDonald's. (I swear it was my cure all for a straight week).
He's told me I'm more beautiful now than ever, even when I know there's no possible way I could look decent at that moment. He's taken out the trash, kept up with dishes, and made sure food is put away, all so I don't have to smell anything strange.
He's done errands for me when I'm tired, soothed me when I'm worried, and made me laugh through my tears. At our 12-week ultrasound (the first one where the baby actually looked like a baby), he held my hand and whispered, "no medicine - that's all you babe. You're doing this." Then he played 50 Cent's "In Da Club," on his phone and held it up to my stomach to see if that would make the baby move around more.
Honestly...he's just been....Ben. I'm so excited for this next step and to see him as a Dad. I love him and am oh so thankful for him every day.