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Hubby Love

I consider myself one of the lucky ones. I married my childhood sweetheart and we have always been happy together. We balance each other out, and when I say this what I actually mean is that he keeps me calm and rational and is sensible when I am impulsive! He has always been loving, caring and considerate but pregnancy has brought out a whole new side to him that I have to say makes me smile just thinking about. He is so protective of me and I can see that he is always there, one step away anticipating what I might need. He has not moaned once during my irrational mood swings, he has taken on all of the household chores, become a master chef and no longer does he ask if a pink sock can go in with a white wash. Magically all of my laundry is clean and folded up for me, my baths are ran with the exact amount of bubbles I like and the temperature is perfect – something I have never quite mastered… I don’t know what I did to deserve a husband like him but clearly I must have been a saint in a previous life to have bagged him! Even when I recognise that I am being totally irrational he will just give me a knowing smile.

My husband has been 100% interested in learning everything he can about pregnancy and what to expect and how best to look after me. This first started when we had been to the hospital for a routine check-up and I had spent the vast amount of the morning in the toilet being sick. “Doesn’t anything help?” he would ask, a hopeful look on his face that I may have simply neglected to adopt some pregnancy sickness ritual that would cure me. “I’ve heard that Ginger is good” he continues only to be shot a look from me that makes him abruptly stop speaking and opt instead for rubbing my back in silence. I returned from one of my sickness runs to find him sitting in the waiting room with an eager look on his face and a pamphlet in his hand. “It’s a guide to pregnancy and what diet to adopt” he says, looking quite pleased with himself. “Mmm” I mutter, scanning over it until I see the word ‘ginger’ before stuffing it into my bag with the excuse that I’m not feeling well and will read it later. Later comes and he asks if I have read the pamphlet yet. “Oh I think I must have left it at the hospital or lost it” I mutter, knowing full well that it is crumpled up at the bottom of my handbag. “Lucky I picked up a spare then!” he announces before relaying all of the content and telling me that he has been looking things up on the internet and is now a font of knowledge on all things pregnancy related.

I have suffered with headaches and migraines from the off-set and nothing seemed to ease them, one particular evening I was wondering if it was normal to have headaches this much and my husband appears at the door saying that ‘according to the pregnancy forums, headaches are perfectly common’ he continues to explain that he has been on some of the chat forums to get some advice from other mums and even a midwife. To this day I still smile at the thought of my husband trawling the forums and chatting to other mums…


  • This was a very sweet article :) It’s nice to read a positive article about somebody’s significant other (maybe I’m just an old romantic!).
    You have a very lovely style of writing, too. I really like your articles! Keep them up!

  • Zoe Delaney Zoe Delaney says:

    Thank you for your lovely comment :-)

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