Metal Meredith

...not to mention that he is he best in the world.

I had a 24 hour stomach thing yesterday which didn’t allow me to keep any food or liquids down at all. Seeing as how this, compounded with sick kid, doctor visit and tossing chunks in the car all the way down the front of me, I was in no mood to deal with life last night.

Phil came home and immediately went into super husband mode. Not only did he deal with a whiney and increasingly overtired Vivienne, but when I woke up this morning, the house was 100 times cleaner than when I went to bed.

However, this just makes Phil good. What makes him sparkle with the brilliance of 1000 stars is the fact that he crushed ice for me. When I was unable to keep any liquids own, Phil took a meat mallet to a plastic bag of ice cubes and made ice chips for me to suck on. *Swoon* Not only once even, but twice.

My dear husband, all that, a bag of chips and a chocolate milkshake. 

I thought I would give everyone one last chance to either vote or change your initial guess in our baby pool.

Since we first put up the link, we have announced that it is, in fact, a boy. We are also keeping the name a secret, because it is more fun for us that way (and infinitely more annoying to those who feel they have a right to know—haha!).

If you would like to chime in on a name guess, please feel free. However, even if you get it, be warned that you won’t know until we announce the birth.

For good measure, here is the latest big ol’ pregnancy photo.