Let's talk about my husband for a minute.....

The photo above is of the diaper bag I have coveted since I learned I was having a boy. It is gorgeous. It makes me drool. That particular diaper bag is now sitting in it's pretty pink and brown Juicy Couture bag on top of a box containing all of my son's bedding smack in the middle of my living room (it's a one bedroom apartment, and we are trying desperately to move, so don't judge!). What I'm trying to say is, I now own that bag. The picture of the bag was taken with the new iPhone that was tucked into a pocket of the bag. It's not my birthday. It's not Christmas. It's not even president's day. It was just a Tuesday, and my husband just wanted to make me smile.

He enjoys spoiling people. He loves to do something extravagant just for the sheer pleasure of watching my (or any number of other people's) face light up. While this is reason enough to love him (and I love him beyond words), I have many other reasons.

Every morning while he's getting dressed for work, I lay in bed and wrestle with the dogs, and it never fails that we find something to laugh about. We are only together for a few moments in the morning, but it is one of my favorite times.

Some evenings, I'll be laying on the couch (yep, I do a lot of laying) with my legs draped over his. I'll be watching TV, and he'll look over and with all the sincerity in the world say something like, "You're so beautiful. I mean, super model beautiful." He did that not more than two weeks ago (please note, I was 7 months pregnant and weighed more than 200 pounds when the statement was made, which is why it is such a big deal to me).

He tucks me in every night (without fail....even if he comes home after I'm already asleep) and kisses me and then kisses my belly. He gets down in the floor and plays barbies with his daughter. He puts gas in my car to keep me from having to stop (even though it annoys him no end when I let myself run out). He hears songs he knows I like and puts them on my iPod for me. He says "everything will be ok" and then does everything in his power to make sure it is.

He has his faults, and we've had our rocky (full-on gravel pit) moments, but he is my Mr. Right. He makes me want to be a better person. I love him more every time I see him smile or hear his voice or think about some silly thing he's said. If there is such a thing as a soul mate, he is mine.