The Pregnant Husband

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When PEOPLE magazine does a write-up on this blog and my other site, Daddy-Newbie.

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You can read the article here :-)

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From The Pregnant Husband to Daddy Newbie

Hey Everyone,

My son was born this past week - both mom and baby are doing well :-)

Now that this chapter of my life has come to a close, this blog is no longer relevant to everything we're going through. As such, I'll be making the jump starting tonight from The Pregnant Husband to a new blog called "Daddy Newbie".

You can follow the blog via the link I've attached to this post :-)

Thanks for reading!

[pregnanthusband]

When my son is born (healthy and happy) and my wife is no longer pregnant, my debating on whether or not to start another blog – this time about being a first time dad.

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When my pregnant wife has been in labor for hours on end at the hospital and the nurse comes in to our room saying that she’s got a refreshed bowl of ice chips to help her get through the next few hours.

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When my pregnant wife is ready to go to bed.

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With the baby now three days overdue, my (very uncomfortable) wife and me talking to her belly.

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Talking to my pregnant wife the morning after she made some five or six trips to the bathroom during the night.

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When my pregnant wife sees me heating up pizza and thinks I’m doing it for just myself, but then comes over and sees that I’m making enough for two.

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When my pregnant wife tells me to put my hand on a particular spot on her belly and out of nowhere the baby kicks.

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After looking forward to the due date for so long, the day after it passes and still no baby.

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When it’s the baby’s due date and things are still status quo.

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How my 9 months pregnant wife is feeling these days.

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My 9-month pregnant wife trying to get off the couch.

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When I ask my pregnant wife to be honest and tell me how much the Braxton hicks contractions really hurt.

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When my pregnant wife is cranky before she leaves for work, but when I get home later in the day she tells me she’s feeling better because she picked something up for the nursery during the day.

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When I make fun of my pregnant wife and she responds by saying that she’s going to pop a water balloon in bed while I’m sleeping to trick me into thinking that her water broke.

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When it's a fast food night and I ask my pregnant wife if she wants McDonald's or Wendy's and she tells me she doesn't care and so I say that I want Wendy's and she responds, "Oh that's right, because you're the pregnant one here."

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