Sometimes I think Jeremy is pregnant. In the past month, he has eaten his way through a five pound jar of pickles. And yesterday, I think I saw Jeremy shed a tear -- maybe even two -- after watching a commercial for Pampers diapers. In his defense, the commercial makes me cry, too. But I'm pregnant! I'm supposed to cry at those commercials. I'm their target demographic. And while we're on the topic of commercials that make me cry, the latest Subaru commercial gets me every time. And that one isn't even about babies!
So, since I don't think my belly has grown much in the past week, here's a photo of Jeremy's baby bump. If anything, the bump on his belly has significantly flattened itself out these past few months. He's been pretty great at making sure we both eat healthy meals. And in a demonstration of solidarity, Jeremy has also stopped drinking... mostly. And while we're on the topic of no longer drinking, Jeremy's even gone so far as to unplug our wine fridge. (Seriously?!)
Thanks for being such an amazing husband, Jeremy. I really appreciate all of your support these past 17 weeks - I love you to the stars!
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