The Expectant Father

So I've decided (on several people's advice) to blog on various events of my pregnancy. Right now, I'm only 6 1/2 weeks so you'd think there wasn't much to blog about......but oh my friend, there is. His name is Vincent and boy is he glad to be a father. There are no books to warn a pregnant woman how annoying an excited father-to-be can be. Don't get me wrong, it's adorable but really??? I'm 6 1/2 weeks. Do we really have to start baby proofing the house? Or is it necessary to help me walk up the stairs? I haven't even started showing yet! I know some of y'all reading think it's cute but think about having it 24/7. Everything that comes out of his mouth is "The book says (insert some ridiculous statement)..." Apparently the book said that when I get home from work, I need to rest. I got up to pee (which I do about 250 times a day now) and Vincent actually stopped me. For about 2 minutes he entertained the idea of a catheter until I threatened to remove the body part that got us into this mess to begin with. After getting "The Expectant Father" book, he's moved on and got the "Handbook of Obstetrics and Gynecology" because he 'wants to know exactly what the doctor would say not just some person who wrote a book'. I love the man and he will make a great father but until he's actually the person who's carrying the child, I don't think he should have a right to tell me what I can and can't eat. I mean really?? Who tells a pregnant woman who feels fat all the time but isn't exactly showing that the ice cream sandwich she's eating isn't good for her??? Why don't you just ask how much weight she's gained while you're at it......oh wait, he's done that too. It's going to be a nice long 8 months but as always with us, it'll definitely be interesting. :)