Our daughter?

It reads: I dream out daughter looks as beautiful as you when I sleep. Love, Tony.

Reasons Why I Love Him

He's caring, considerate, and moral. He's conscious of his decisions and reactions. He's intelligent. He opens doors for me. He is traditional for the most part (prefers to be the bread winner and wants to care for his family by working hard and asking for little). He stands strong on his views, and I admire that. It doesn't take him long to realize when he's wrong and admit it or apologize. He loves me wholely. He is obedient to his health and fitness. He isn't dirty. He's always prompt. He recognizes the good in me and points it out at the right moments. He's giving and willing to sacrifice. He learns from his mistakes. Conversation comes easily. I fit perfectly into his arms/body. He's passionate. He likes to dance and have fun. He's willing to try the things that I like. He's introduced me to new things/knowlege. He holds my hand. He buys me flowers. He cooks me breakfast. He packs my lunch. He's does everything a real man should on my count. He is all of this and so much more. I appreciate him in all aspects. I love him. OH, and let's not forget, he leaves love notes in my lunchbox.

Above All Else

It reads: You're the one I love above all else for all my life. Love, Tony

When we Kiss

It reads: I love your eyes when we kiss. Love, Tony.

Everyone Included

It reads: I love you and our little monsters. Love, Tony

I assume he means me, baby, and the dogs :)

Girl?

It reads: I love you & Piper more than anything else. Love, Tony

At this point in time, we're speculating a girl...the girl name is the only one we could agree on :)

Belly Full

It reads: I love you & you're beautiful with our little apple, placenta, amniotic sac, intestine, belly full of food...! Most beautiful woman I've ever seen. My family is in you. I love you. Love, Tony.

The explanation: Last night before I got in the shower, I let Tony feel where the baby is (which is pretty low right now). He feels it with this look of astonishment in his eyes. Then he says "so all that's just fat?" pointing to what's above the baby. I rolled my eyes, got in the shower (with the bathroom door open), and thought about that for a minute. Then I said to him from inside the shower, "Babe, you just called me fat, and now I'm upset about it, and I feel like I have to defend myself." He said, "You're not fat, you're pregnant." Then I proceded to defend myself anyway (calm and playfully), "There's a baby the size of an apple in there. My uterus is the size who knows what. My intestines are displaced. My organs are engorged. There's a placenta, amniotic sac, fluids...there's a lot of shit in there!"

What I didn't know is while I was in the shower, he was listening and acknowledging everything I said, as he wrote me a love note to leave in my lunch box :)