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I'm over at Jamie's blog, Inspired Mess, today.

It's sweet that she asked me to guest-post. 

Funtimes!

It's a little ode to my man.

I love him.

And we aren't done celebrating that fact :)

We tend to be a little mushier than some couples and this week is kind of a gag-me-with-a-spoon snuggle and smooch fest.  Well, gag YOU with a spoon, 

not me so much because I really enjoy said fest. What are you going to do when your husband adores the crap out of you? I guess kiss him a lot. That's what I do.

He  still sweeps me off my feet

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It's a Monday and I'm pregnant..

..'nuff said.

a. I slept on the couch most of the night which is always an adventure in attempting proper rest.

Lately at like 2 a.m. I wake up and feel like my legs "need" to do pilates exercises. I lay there and I do all of these bouncy, weird leg stretches because apparently my nerves are going crazy or my hips are expanding (oh, help me, Jesus) or something. So I do all of these weird yoga stretches, pilates moves and try to get my bones to stop annoying me. When the 20 minute workout I have memorized doesn't help, I move to the couch where always, my left arm falls asleep. But I don't so much..

b. I think I had my first for real hormonal freak out today.

I wasn't mean. It wasn't that kind of freak out. It was more of a uncontrollable crying about things that are out of my control freak out.

c. NOTHING fits correctly. Only the over-sized underwear I bought on accident 2 months ago is not so over-sized anymore. So that's a good fit but unfortunately that's not acceptable public appearance wear. Darn. Maternity clothes are way too big but my clothes are making me look like a tightly-wrapped overstuffed burrito. I am not complaining. This is a great predicament to have. I'm just saying  I am running out of cotton pants to wear.

wait! hold on...

d. as I am writing this, God shows up (per usual)

   1. John comes home with a rose for me and a rose for PJ (that's what we call the baby). How sweet is that?!

 2. after he leaves and I resume writing. 5 minutes later I get a knock on the door and a delivery of flowers  from two dear, dear friends. What?! You're kidding, right?!

I LOVE flowers AND friends!

 LOVE

 LOVE

 LOVE

them

I think it's time for me to chill and rest and know I am loved by God, my family and my friends. All the rest are minor details that He has under control. 

Let's look at the facts, shall we?:

*I was treated this morning to a lovely breakfast made by my chef of a husband. 

*I have flowers of all different kinds gracing my home.

*I am carrying the sweetest Valentine of all in my belly and

*I get to spend this evening with some of my dear Bible study friends.

So it's Monday and yes, I am pregnant but it turns out that neither of those is a bad thing at all! On the contrary! They are both ways where God showed up and treated me with something amazing:

 lots of love.

Let me lie beside you watching the 

clouds until the earth covers us and we are gone

Have an Artsy Fartsy Friday and a Fantastic Valentines weekend. 

Be blissful while developing the art of your own romance!

Yep, I'm still in love. Ushy ,gushy love!

John and I recently celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary.Thank you very much [bows to the right and to the left]. We have been together for 7 years. Our relationship has been different from the start. Everything about him is different than my pre-marriage ideas of the perfect husband. God was able to see what I needed in a life partner, a soul mate, a friend and a lover and provided abundantly above all that I ever asked or thought about wanting in a husband. In our first two years of marriage, he was there for 13 months of it. It was rough. But when something is meant to be and protected by God, it survives and thrives despite the hard times.

 I love him more than the sun shines.  He's the sweetest most tender hearted, well meaning person I have ever met. 100% genuine. He doesn't put up a front or try to people please. These things inspire me to be thankful and to be better. He  is manly to the max but is never arrogant.  He is light-hearted and makes me laugh even when I don't want to. He helps any who need it and asks for nothing in return. His heart is gold. He is patient with me, gentle with me. He indulges me and pampers me.What did I do to deserve this?!  We are still working out our differences day by day (which are many, still!) but  I couldn't have asked for a more suitable guy to work through life with.  So indulge my ode to my Love. He captivates me!

So darn kissable too!

Even when I can' see him. The very thought of him makes me smile.

The Handsomest

If he was a Care Bear, he'd be Tenderheart.
 

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine